Endless Journey: Infinite Realms

Chapter 592 Always clean your room when you have someone coming over.

Chapter 592 Always clean your room when you have someone coming over.

THE ROAMING INN

ROOM 303

With the prestige and good rumors all about the Roaming Inn, many people in the Traveler’s World thought that all its facilities were high-class and useful.

These thoughts were all right. Every room in the Roaming Inn were precisely made to give comfort and relaxation to those who use it. And if these residents have their own special needs, the rooms that they will use will be personally customized just for them.

With this kind of service, it will be nigh impossible to see a room inside the Roaming Inn that can evoke disgust or hate. There’s just no way a room can suddenly be disgusting given the Inn’s service...

However, there exactly is one room in the Roaming Inn that debunks this scenario.

[Kibou]: Ki? Ki? Ki?

[Asteria]: Kibou, I told you already. Some guests are coming, so you better fix our room now. We can’t afford letting these jars occupy a lot of space...

[Kibou]: Ki? KI Ki?

[Asteria]: Tsk, Kibou, if you tell me one more time that you don’t want to clean this room, I will really throw you out and feed you to the dogs! Now, move it and clean! I’m still busy fiddling with the Crimson God’s corpse here...

[Kibou]: Ki....

The Room 303 in the Roaming Inn, which was also treated as a 5-Star VIP Room, can be said to be the most disgusting and hate-inducing room here in the Roaming Inn.

How could it not get hate, when everything that it contained inside are all corpses of creatures that died horrible deaths?

Just the look of these corpse alone was enough to make anyone feel sick. Add the fact that they existed in massive numbers inside Room 303, and even someone like Alex might feel puking too!

There are countless jars and vials stacked inside Room 303, with each one filled with specific corpses of varying creatures, all who died in interesting and macabre ways.

There are jars that contained eviscerated dragons in it, while there are some that has ogres or cyclops’ bodies stitched together. There are also vials that had baby giants with bloated heads, and even mermaids whose tails had formed massive, flesh-filled tumors.

The other vials and jars contained more creatures that looked even much worse, and they were all displayed as if they were just in a museum.

Each one of these creatures were already dead, with their gruesome-looking corpses only serving as a grim reminder of the suffering that they had before they died.

[Kibou]: Ki ki kiki ki ki!

[Kuro]: Hey, Kibou! Don’t touch that jar! That one contains the corpse of a dead Night Stalker! I will deal with that, so go touch the other jars! Tsk, stupid robot...

[Kibou]: Ki....

With this kind of jars filling the room, it is not hard to feel gloomy and disgusted at all. In fact, out of all the staff of the Roaming Inn who entered Room 303, only one had managed to stay with a composed face. All the others ran out screaming for their lives, as if they had seen hell.

[Kuro]: Huh. So the Crimson God’s head did not just explode from that attack. Given this fine line here in his neck bone, it’s obvious that he was actually decapitated. Damn, this is one nice decapitation. Even the atoms on his neck were also split in half too...

[Kibou]: Ki...

[Kuro]: Oh, and his body suffered minimum injuries too. Hmm... this just means that the killer only aimed for the Crimson God’s head. Why did he aim for that, anyway?

[Kibou]: Ki...

[Kuro]: Oh, it looks like almost all the blood had been drained out of the Crimson God’s corpse too. Only the minimum amount remained, which is enough to make his body appear whole. Interesting. Hmm... why was much of his blood taken away? Will his blood be used for a ritual or something?

[Kibou]: Ki...

[Kuro]: Oh, there are some cracks present on the Crimson God’s right hand bone. Where did he get this injury? Shouldn’t he have healed it with his monstrous life force?

[Kibou]: Ki...

[Kuro]: Oh, and it looks like the Crimson God is also missing his tailbone. Wait, why the tailbone? Will it also be used for a ritual, just like his blood? Hmm... this murder case is making me feel real curious...

[Kibou]: Ki...

[Kuro]: Kibou, if you can’t handle touching my jars, then don’t ever think of becoming an independent worker! So if you want to be promoted, swallow your fears and move my corpse jars already!

[Kibou]: Ki...

Only the two residents inside Room 303 were the ones who were able to stomach these corpse jars, although one of them still has lingering fears regarding these jars.

These two residents were no other than Kuro and her assistant Kibou, both who were currently busy on their tasks inside Room 303.

Kuro was busy fiddling on the corpse of the Crimson God, while Kibou was currently doing his best to move all of Kuro’s Corpse Jars out of the room.

With Kuro’s expertise regarding corpses, she had no problem dealing with the body laid in front of her.

Kibou on the other hand, was the exact opposite of Kuro’s professional actions.

Even if he was a powerful robot, someone that was created in order to be as tough as possible, Kibou was in no way happy touching and moving the corpse jars. He was always holding them with trepidiation, which made his handling of them extremely weak.

This weak handling resulted on one of the corpse jars falling on the floor with a crash, which of course made Kibou panic.

Crash!

[Kibou]: Ki!

[Kuro]: F***king hell, Kibou! What the hell did you just break? Is that- oh f**kity f**k f**k! Why did you break the jar containing the corpse of a Poison Wraith? F**king hell, look at all this mess!

[Kibou]: Ki kikikiki! KIk kik i!

[Kuro]: Argh!

The current Kuro, no matter how composed she tried to make herself look, was obviously distraught with the mistakes that Kibou just did.

Just the murderous look on her face was enough to show how raring she was to kill the robot, something that just made the atmosphere of the whole room turn gloomy.

[Kibou]: Ki ki ki ! KI!!!!

[Kuro]: Argh! If you want to apologize, just f**king do it later! For now, you should mop this corpse.... Huhuhu, my precious corpse jar, why did you have to break here? Huhuhu...

[Kibou]: Kiki ki...

[Kuro]: Shut up, Kibou, shut up! I need you to make this fast! Can’t you see that I am still busy here?

[Kibou]: Ki!

[Kuro]: Tsk, you’re lucky that I am occupied with the Crimson God right now. That’s the only reason why I haven’t smacked you to death already! Now get moving and resume your task!

[Kibou]: K-ki!

With Kuro’s glare raining down on him like an acid rain, the decrepit and fearful Kibou was left scrambling on his feet as he did his best to continue his task.

Such clumsy actions of his made the nearby Kuro sigh more, but with her hands still occupied on the Crimson God, all the she could do was complain under her breath.

[Kuro]: Tsk, the Returners and that Alex is about to arrive here in a few minutes, and my room still don’t have enough space for them? Tsk, I really should have cleaned this room by myself yesterday!