"There's such a saying?"
"Temporary worker, huh? Ah, I wish I could be a temporary worker."
"Working here, wages are getting lower and lower. If it wasn't for the fact that I can't resign, I'd definitely go for Crimson Preferred."
"Haha, if that happens, this living person might end up being assigned to my dormitory."
"Heh heh, that would be something..."
Mu Rufeng sized up the employee who had cleared up his confusion.
This person wasn't particularly tall, just around one meter sixty-five.
Covered in white bandages from head to toe, only one eye was exposed.
You could tell from her physique that she was a woman.
Her voice was a bit hoarse, but you could barely make out that it was female.
Mu Rufeng could also smell a strong charred scent on her.
It seemed that this employee maintained the appearance of having been burned to death before.
"No need to thank me," the Bandaged Woman replied, and turned to leave.
Mu Rufeng glanced at the time and saw that it was already 6:20 pm.
There were only forty minutes left until 7 pm.
Right away, he grabbed a lot of instant noodles and food from the vending machine.
The vending machine trembled as it prepared five cups of instant noodles for Mu Rufeng.
This time, Mu Rufeng didn't sit at the dining table to eat but sat next to the vending machine instead.
While eating, he learned about news from Crimson Preferred through the vending machine.
After dinner, Mu Rufeng was only eighty percent full, and then he drank a bottle of Scarlet Eyeball, which made him feel somewhat overstuffed.
Immediately, he carried a 1.5-liter bottle of Scarlet Eyeball and headed toward the dormitory building.
Even though Mu Rufeng had sold out all the merchandise from the vending machine, he had still kept a little for himself.
The dormitory building was not far, just a three-minute walk from the canteen.
On the way, many other employees were headed to the dormitory just like him.
Of course, there were also a good number who felt confident in their own strength and seemed to be preparing to hunt at night?
It could be said that every night, the number of employees in Crimson Preferred was reduced.
Given the current intensity of competition and the difficulty in recruiting staff, that was why Crimson Preferred had started to recruit living people from the human world.
Moreover, this was still a trial. If it proved to be workable, then more living people would be recruited, not just one at a time.
All this information was obtained by Mu Rufeng from the vending machine.
Although it might not be entirely accurate, he estimated that eighty percent of it was true.
Mu Rufeng had also curiously asked, "Since it's so dangerous at night, how do you avoid those employees?"
The vending machine replied, "I am a vending machine, not like them. Once it's 7 pm, I can shut down and sleep. During the shutdown period, I belong to the public property of Crimson Preferred."
"Even at night, they wouldn't dare to damage the public property of Crimson Preferred, otherwise..."
...
The employee dormitory was a seven-story building with a significant footprint.
It was fully enclosed, with the first floor completely sealed off by sturdy iron railings.
Mu Rufeng estimated roughly, counting down, there were actually twenty rooms on one floor.
And it looked like the rooms were facing each other, which meant the number of rooms had to be doubled.
That is to say, there were forty rooms per floor, making a total of two hundred eighty rooms for seven floors.
He didn't yet know how many people stayed in each room, but they were definitely not single-occupancy.
At the entrance to the dormitory building, there was an extended L-shaped structure.
Mu Rufeng ignored the gazes of the other employees as he entered the dormitory building.
The main entrance to the dormitory had a barred gate, but it was currently open.
Upon entering, Rufeng felt a chilly wind wash over him, causing his hair to stand on end.
He wasn't wearing a top at the moment, and if he hadn't been impervious to the cold, he would surely have caught a cold by tomorrow.
Once inside, the first thing to catch his eye was a dorm manager's office.
The window of the office faced the entrance.
And behind that window, a fat-bodied dormitory manager was gazing at Rufeng.
"You're the new employee, huh? Come here," the Dormitory Manager called out with a plump hand, waving Rufeng over.
Rufeng responded and quickly approached the window.
Now, he could see even more clearly.
The dormitory manager's lower body wasn't legs, but rather a fat, round ball of flesh.
Rufeng sniffed; his nostrils filled with a greasy smell.
"Eh? You're a living person? A temp worker? Hehe."
"Let me see, I'll assign you a dormitory..."
The Dormitory Manager licked her lips and then pulled out a booklet, flipping through it.
"Right, you must have just settled your wages. How about buying some candles?" the Dormitory Manager suddenly said.
"Candles? Can I take a look?" Rufeng's interest was piqued, and he quickly asked.
"These are good stuff, they can save your life," the Dormitory Manager said eagerly, passing a yellowish candle to Rufeng.
[Dormitory Manager's Special-Made Candle]: A candle refined from the dormitory manager's own body fat.
Effect: When lit, it emits the Dormitory Manager's authority, during which time any abnormality weaker than the Dormitory Manager will keep their distance.
Note: While burning, it has a certain chance of attracting the Dormitory Manager herself.
This... Rufeng could only feel the greasiness in his hand, somewhat revolting.
While it was promoted as good stuff, indeed, it could be considered a beneficial item, but it could also draw the Dormitory Manager herself to his location.
This Dormitory Manager was undoubtedly very powerful; he assumed that as long as the candle was lit, there would be a guarantee of safety.
However, if it attracted the Dormitory Manager, the ensuing events were uncertain.
"Sister Liu, how much for these candles?" Rufeng glanced at the price tag hanging from the Dormitory Manager's hand and inquired.
"One hundred yuan per candle, ten percent off for three, and twenty percent off for five," the Dormitory Manager replied.
'Eh...' Rufeng was momentarily at a loss for words.
One hundred yuan each? Was that expensive?
Very.
One hundred yuan—most employees only earned fifty yuan in basic wages.
Only a few specific positions got commissions, with most earning a hard fifty yuan daily wage.
Spending two days' wages on a potentially dangerous candle, Rufeng figured the Dormitory Manager must not have much business.
"If you don't have money, you can use your flesh and blood to pay. Don't worry, even if you chop off an arm, I can heal the wound quickly for you," the Dormitory Manager suggested, revealing what seemed to be her true intent.
"Sister Liu, I'll take five," Rufeng pulled out the cash and passed it through the window without hesitation.
The Dormitory Manager was momentarily stunned, then her face lit up with ecstasy as she quickly grabbed the money.
"Okay, okay, okay! Haha!" She erupted in triumphant laughter.
"Come on, here are your candles. I've just opened for business today, so here, I'll give you one more for luck, to make it a propitious 'six-six-all-is-well'!"
The Dormitory Manager grabbed a plastic bag, placed five candles inside, and handed it to Rufeng.
Rufeng immediately received it and added the candle in his hand to the plastic bag.