Chapter 12 The Grave Post

Roxy was initially reluctant. Janet ended up spending 10,000 EAC on this service for him. She friended Roxy and told him to send whatever videos he found that were recent within a month to herself. Janet left the junk room and chose to walk home. She tried it herself, and it took her an hour and 40 minutes to walk home. If she took a flying car, it would take her 8 minutes. The day Janet was reborn, she returned the flying car after taking a potent healing agent. She pulled up the map, and this abandoned garbage room was the closest place to Janet's residence with no surveillance. So, the garbage room must be an essential location. Janet ran into Bonnie just as she got to the front door of her house. She had just finished collecting her rent and was coming down the stairs on her crutches. For some reason, Janet instinctively felt a little uncomfortable seeing her. She remembered that Bonnie said she often went crazy, and the person Bonnie was talking about must be the original owner. Why did the original owner go crazy? Bonnie must know something about the original owner. Janet was thinking about how to open her mouth to get to the bottom of this. But she shut up just as she opened her mouth. There was no way she could trust anyone right now. If Bonnie had anything to do with her death, Janet would expose herself the moment she opened her mouth. Bonnie glanced at her, "No wonder you're suddenly rich. You've got your own vault." Bonnie: "You're so lucky. I can't believe you got a job at the cleaning center." To outsiders, the Cleaning Center is the highest-paid and most comfortable job in the entire 103rd District. Even if it's a garbage sweeper, it's still the most stable job. Employee benefits were unparalleled, and as long as they became official employees, they could enjoy free medical checkups and subsidies after retirement. If people could get into a federal cleanup center, they could live the rest of their lives in peace. Bonnie said, "The people at the cleanup center come to you and wait for you at your doorstep." Janet wondered how Bonnie knew about this. But who exactly was looking for her? Janet nodded, "I'll be right up." She finished and left, just passing Bonnie going up the stairs. Behind her, Bonnie suddenly said, "Be careful." Janet stopped in her tracks and looked back. Bonnie was standing at the bottom of the stairs with her crutches. Janet was standing on the steps, and Bonnie was dwarfed, so Janet's perspective was quite a bit higher than hers. Bonnie was supposed to have a tilt-up perspective, but she didn't look up, just raised her eyes, revealing large, yellowed whites. She was staring straight at Janet. Be careful. Careful of what? Bonnie really did have a secret. Janet wanted to ask more, and Bonnie was already walking away on her crutches. Janet walked up the stairs in silence. Sure enough, just as Bonnie had said, a man was waiting at her door. The man was dressed in a full workman's uniform with the Cleaning Center logo on it and was carrying a giant black suitcase that looked like a courier. "Hello," the man smiled. "I'm here to pick up the contract." It turned out that this man was from the cleaning center. Lynn had mentioned that someone would come to pick up the contract if Janet officially joined the company. Janet checked the man's employee ID and verified it again with her bracelet. He was an official employee. Janet went inside and handed him the contract. The man took the contract and handed Janet the suitcase with a considerable bow tied to it. "Congratulations, here's the induction gift." The entry gift oversized suitcase was perfectly sized for an adult to hide in. There's no way there's a dead body hiding inside this suitcase, right? The man moved very quickly and left without stopping when he was done. Only after the man left did Janet open the suitcase. She was silent. It was a complete set of standardized weapons, utterly different from the air bombs she had brought on the previous mission. Inside lay four guns, shotguns, pistols, submachine guns, and a sniper rifle, plus a complete set of military daggers. Demolition devices were there as well. Underneath the case was a set of cleaner-specific protective clothing, a black leather jacket, plus a helmet, including tools for sheltering contaminated spores. There were even some potent healing agents and other medicines. In other words, Janet had the case entirely out of the control of the Cleaner Center. Janet tried to load the weapon, but there was no obstruction; these standardized weapons were unlocked. This meant that Janet didn't need to ask the Cleaning Center for permission to use it. This was entirely out of line with the Cleaning Center's style. Even if the center was reformed, this was still too big of a change. Janet opened the center's forum and searched for employee gifts, and a lot of posts popped up. It's all about thermos cups, Barbie dolls, and giving money directly. Janet flipped through two pages of the forums and couldn't find the second one that received a box of standardized weapons just like her. Who had sent this to her? Prometheus? What was it doing sending her a box of "gifts"? Did it want her to help it destroy the Cleansing Center headquarters? Janet felt helpless with the box of weapons. Janet opened her staff bracelet, and her first thought was to contact Lynn. Lynn was the assistant of the whole center, so she knew best whether receiving a box of weapons was in line with the process or not. But Janet was silent after opening Lynn's dialog box. She couldn't tell Lynn. Janet couldn't tell what Lynn was, and she wasn't safe. Not only was it dangerous for Janet, it was just as hazardous for Lynn. Janet opened Lynn's dialog box before she could say anything. Lynn instead sent the message, "Congratulations on the job, and welcome to the 103rd District Cleaning Center." Janet paused and sent an emoticon over, "Thanks." She acted like a typical entry-level employee. Lynn: "I'm just surprised at your choice." Janet asked, "Did you get my contract?" Lynn: "It just arrived." The guy really came to pick up the contract. Janet asked again, "Any recent assignments?" She can't find out the truth about her death for a while, and Roxy's search for the surveillance video will take a long time. She's bored now. Lynn: "No rush. I requested seven days off for you." Lynn: "It's not my rules. It's the cleaning center's rules. There has to be at least seven days between assignments as a buffer. The main concern is that the employees are mentally challenged." While this concern didn't hold true with Janet, a rule is a rule. Lynn said, "But you can't go on assignment after seven days either. The Cleaning Center is being reorganized these days, and I'll let you know in seven days to come in for staff training." It sounded like the staff organization within the cleaning center was being reorganized. Janet didn't even want to know how it was reorganized. Janet closed the dialog box. And she started a long home life. She checked the employee forum every day. The cleaning center's employee forum was very active, and Janet had previously thought that the issues discussed in this forum should all be professionally related to academic issues. However, she needed to realize that the discussion atmosphere inside the forum was extraordinary. For example, this article was named "Grave Post". What was a grave post? Janet had the impression that those posts had been posted for many years and then found again. After reading this article, she understood what a graveyard post was. Cleaning center staff would brush up on the gray page of "grave posts" after midnight. The page was grayed out. By default, the post would be grayed out if the poster was dead. It should be reasonable to assume that people who are dead will not post again. Even if they posted it before they died, it would end up being drowned in the mass of information and would not be seen by people again. People who saw the grave post could receive messages from the dead themselves. The person who wrote the post said they received a message from someone who died seven years ago. So strange. At the Clean Center, there was a consensus. It was that the locations described among the grave posts were contaminated areas. In other words, the post was sent by the contaminant. Some people thought it was a trap set by the contaminant for the humans. They purposely sent out distress signals like this to attract humans into the contaminated area and then devour them. Janet was suddenly intrigued by this "grave post." It was scary and exciting. The clock showed 11:59, only one minute before the graveyard post appeared. 12:00 Janet clicked on the Refresh button on the page. The forum was refreshed, but the posts were all colored titles, with no gray posts. Janet clicked the refresh button frantically. But I still needed to find something. It looked like today was her bad luck. Janet was just about to close the page when her movements suddenly stopped. A gray post appeared on the page. Title: Alley in District 103, Can't-Miss the Fly House It looked like a restaurant advertisement. After Janet clicked on it, the page showed the time of posting. The post was published in the 50th year of the new calendar. Since the world experienced radiation eighty years ago, high walls and new worlds have been built to standardize the use of the new calendar year. The 50th year of the new calendar was the 50th year after the radiation. That's thirty years from now. In other words, this post was published 30 years ago. The entire post page was decidedly gray, including a few accompanying pictures of off-white food. There was a hot pot, tripe, and duck blood. The post ended with the name of the hot pot restaurant. Janet was still pondering when she suddenly heard a ding in her head. Congratulations on triggering the randomized quest - The Human Eating Hot Pot Restaurant. The mission objective was to clear the contaminated area, harbor the contaminated spores, save the survivors, and assist in finding the truth about the deaths. This mission was randomized and not mandatory, so please choose whether to accept it or not. The mission would automatically close before dawn, so please decide carefully. Janet: "WTF?" She actually received two missions on the same day. This mission description was very complicated; saving survivors meant people still lived inside the contaminated area. What did Assist in Finding the Truth About Death mean? Could there be clues to Janet's death in the fondue restaurant? She glanced at the suitcases on the floor. Were these weapons for this mission? Was this a gift from Prometheus, the system, to her? Janet didn't think too much and directly clicked the YES button. [Mission accepted successfully. Please complete it before dawn. ] Yummy Hot Pot Restaurant. The hot pot restaurant was very crowded. This restaurant was famous. Sitting in the center of the lobby were four young men and women. A girl with bangs asked, "Where's my maw?" Her chopsticks reached into the boiling red oil pot to salvage it, but she got nothing. "Who ate my tripe?" "We didn't. You try again with a slotted spoon." The girl stopped abruptly. Was it an illusion? She felt like something in the boiling pot was tugging at her chopsticks. Puzzled, the girl looked down. Only then did she realize that a small strip of black tentacles was wrapped around the top of the half chopsticks. The black tentacle sucker firmly gripped the chopsticks. She could feel the tentacle's grip. "Who ordered squid?" "I didn't order it." "WTF? Help!!!!" The girl in the red T-shirt didn't finish her sentence when she suddenly shrieked. A thick tentacle suddenly burrowed out of the red oil hot pot. The tentacle pulled the girl's hand and yanked it toward the fondue pot. Screams and blood enveloped the fondue restaurant.