Chapter 6: Handing Out Flyers

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“Host, I haven’t detected any storyline characters related to Shen Zhigui and his group.”

No storyline detected—so, just random passersby?
Of course, there was another possibility—they were already dead.

The dead obviously wouldn’t have a storyline.

Chu Jiangyue considered several possibilities, but since nothing had happened yet, she couldn’t draw any conclusions.

Shen Zhigui and his companions bought their things before reluctantly leaving.

Watching their departing backs, Chu Jiangyue felt like there was something she had overlooked.

But she wasn’t the type to make things hard on herself—if she couldn’t figure it out, she simply let it go.

『Little Fox, don’t you think our hotel is too low-profile? It can’t attract any guests this way.』

Shen Zhigui had brought three people with him, yet none of them chose to stay. Maybe it was because the hotel looked too shabby on the outside. People who lived in big villas naturally wouldn’t be interested.

The little fox squatted on the counter, pretending to be deaf. It was a brand-new system, only just bound to its host and starting tasks—it had no energy at all to spruce up the hotel’s appearance.

Better to focus on completing tasks diligently, leveling up sooner, and then upgrading the hotel properly.

『Say something! Don’t you want to finish the tasks faster?』

As a system spirit, it should level up along with the hotel, right?

“Host, I… I don’t have any energy~”

The little fox’s eyes shimmered with tears. It wasn’t that it didn’t want the hotel to look better—it just didn’t have the energy!

Chu Jiangyue: 『Useless thing!』

Since the scammy fox was unreliable, Chu Jiangyue had to think of something herself.

After rummaging around for a long time, she managed to find a stack of A4 paper from some dusty corner. Then she dug through her suitcase until she finally found a pen.

Better to rely on herself than on others. Chu Jiangyue picked up a sheet of paper and began to write.

Big Title: Grand Opening of Jianglin Hotel!!
Main Text: The apocalypse is here, are you still starving?
Jianglin Hotel proudly offers steamed buns / meat buns / fluffy white rice / corn / potatoes—whatever you want, I’ve got it!!
Grand opening special, room prices at rock-bottom rates! Not 998! Not 888! Just 100 copper coins! Only 100 copper coins!

What’s that—you ask what copper coins are? Whether it’s gold, silver, jewels, or scrap metal, our hotel accepts it all! No upper limit!

Don’t miss it! Want steamed buns? Come here!

Address: The thatched hut on the lawn near Shengshi Huadu.
Business Hours: 10 AM to 6 PM sharp. No latecomers accommodated.

After finishing the long text, Chu Jiangyue’s hand was sore.

Looking at the thick stack of blank paper, she immediately felt like giving up.

So many sheets—her hand would break even if she just copied them all!

Her gaze shifted toward the little fox.

Being stared at like that, the little fox’s nine tails puffed up.
“Ho… Host, what do you want to do?”

“Look, I already wrote the content for the flyer. All you have to do is use just a little bit of energy to copy it onto the rest of the papers. That shouldn’t be a problem, right?”

She wasn’t even asking it to do renovations anymore. If it couldn’t handle this tiny task, then it was truly pathetic.

“Alright… I’ll try…”

The little fox wasn’t sure it could pull it off. A new system had no experience!

Chu Jiangyue watched as the little fox strained with all its might, baring its teeth, its nine tails flying wildly.

But effort bore fruit—the little fox successfully copied her flyer text onto all the other sheets.

Looking at the freshly made flyers, Chu Jiangyue was very satisfied.

Whether people believed them or not didn’t matter. As long as they saw it, they’d remember it.

And when desperation hit, even those who didn’t believe would still grasp at that last chance of hope.

For Chu Jiangyue, that was enough.

Carrying the flyers, she prepared to head out to “distribute” them.

Though calling it “distributing” was a stretch—what she really did was leave one flyer every so often along the way.

“Host, where are you going?”

The little fox hopped onto her shoulder.

“To pass out flyers. If I wait for you to come up with an idea, it’ll be too late.”

“Host, outside the hotel’s range, my energy might not be able to fully protect you!”

The little fox was anxious—lacking energy was such a handicap.

“Your host here isn’t some pushover. Relax and watch.”

In her past life, Chu Jiangyue had survived three years under Jiang Zhenzhen’s exploitation—that already proved she had what it took.

This time around, she would only be stronger.

“Then please be careful, Host. If you’re in danger, I’ll do everything I can to save you!”

But with its current energy, outside the hotel, the protection it could give her was minimal—good only for a last-ditch life-saving effort.

“Save your energy for leveling up.”

Chu Jiangyue stuffed the flyers into her backpack, slung it over her shoulder, grabbed a Tang sword, and headed out.

Her target audience: the residents of Shengshi Huadu.

Perched on her shoulder, the little fox grew more nervous the moment they left the hotel’s range.

“Host, host, there’s a zombie over there!”

“Host, host! Another zombie is coming!”

“Host, host! A whole bunch of zombies are coming!!”

『Little Fox, shut up! If the zombies don’t kill me, your whining will!』

Chu Jiangyue’s patience snapped. Were all systems this jumpy these days?

Annoyed by its constant chatter, her movements became sharper as she cut down the zombies.

These low-level zombies, which hadn’t even developed crystal cores, didn’t require her powers—just her sword was enough to slice them down.

Her noisy zombie-slaying quickly caught the attention of many in Shengshi Huadu.

Including Shen Zhigui’s group.

In fact, seeing Chu Jiangyue out killing zombies prompted Shen Zhigui, who hadn’t planned to go out again that day, to bring three people outside.

They ended up having a “coincidental encounter.”

“Boss Chu.”

Chu Jiangyue glanced at Shen Zhigui and his men, nodding slightly as a greeting.

“Boss Chu, what made you come out to kill zombies?”

Having visited the hotel twice, Shen Zhigui had long since realized how unusual the Jianglin Hotel was.

Immune to zombie attacks, endless steamed buns, identity cards and holographic screens far beyond the current level of technology—

All of it proved that this was no ordinary hotel.

Naturally, as its owner, Chu Jiangyue had also become someone he paid close attention to.

“No business at the hotel. I came out to hand out flyers. If you gentlemen don’t mind, you can help me distribute some.”

With that, Chu Jiangyue dispatched another zombie with a clean slash, then calmly pulled several flyers from her backpack.

“The materials were limited, so the flyers are a bit crude. But don’t mind the details.”

Shen Zhigui accepted them. “The hotel’s food is indeed delicious. We’ll help you spread the word.”

The Jianglin Hotel’s existence, in many ways, would be the last hope for countless people.

Who knew—it might even become the last hope of the entire Blue Star.

“Then I’ll thank you in advance. I’ll go hand out a few more flyers. See you.”

After speaking, Chu Jiangyue walked past them and continued forward.

“This Boss Chu looks so delicate, but I didn’t expect her to be this strong.”

One of Shen Zhigui’s companions muttered in awe.