My Healing Games

Chapter 431 First Night on the Job

The shopping mall shrouded in darkness resembled a sleeping behemoth, with the entrance bearing the signboard like its gaping maw.

Knowing full well that entering would mean being swallowed up, Han Fei still gritted his teeth and went in; he had no other choice.

The department store has three entrances, A, B, and C, as well as a special cargo passage for employees. After dark, entrances A and B are closed, leaving only entrance C and the employee passage for entry and exit.

At this moment, Han Fei arrived at Exit C, which was also the only place with lights on in the surrounding area.

"Hello, I'm new here..." Han Fei heard arguing as soon as he entered the room. Two people in security guard uniforms were standing by the wall, and a middle-aged man wearing a shopping mall employee badge was loudly scolding them.

"We paid you to stand guard, not to come here and play on your phones! Do you know that our goods have gone missing again? And you're still in the mood to play? If I catch you again, you'd better pack your things and get out!"

The middle-aged man launched into a tirade of insults, showing absolutely no mercy.

“We checked, and there was no one on the third floor at the time…”

"You're all so lazy and irresponsible! I think your patrols are just going through the motions!"

"You can say whatever you want, but don't point fingers at people randomly." One of the security guards' voices also started to rise.

"What's wrong with pointing at you? As a security guard, how come you didn't know the surveillance cameras had been broken for so long? Is this your attitude towards work?" The middle-aged man looked to be in his fifties, had a fiery temper, and spoke with a loud voice and spittle flying everywhere.

"The surveillance system has always worked fine, but it just malfunctioned that day. What can we do about it?"

"What a coincidence! It just so happens that the malfunction occurred when the item was stolen!" The middle-aged man, with his large, fat belly, said, "I don't believe a word you security guards say anymore. I'll say it again: if you can do it, do it; if you can't, get out! Who do you think you are?"

“You…” One of the security guards raised his hand to grab the middle-aged man’s clothes, but was stopped by the other security guard.

"Take action? Come on! There's a surveillance camera right above your head! Let me see if the camera will 'just happen' to malfunction again this time?" The middle-aged man wasn't afraid at all; the fat on his chubby face kept jiggling.

Just as a fight was about to break out, the security guard who had intervened saw Han Fei. He grabbed the arm of another security guard, and the two ignored the middle-aged man and went into the mall with flashlights.

The middle-aged man seemed not to have had enough of cursing, so he shouted a few more times before turning to look at Han Fei.

“You’re a full hour late. Today is your first day at work.” He glanced at Han Fei, seemingly noticing the faint musty smell on Han Fei’s clothes, and his brows furrowed immediately. “I’m willing to give you this job because I feel sorry for you and want to pay for your mother’s medical treatment. But if you continue with this kind of work attitude, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

Although Han Fei was not the original owner of the rented house, he still felt uncomfortable when the other party repeatedly mentioned that he was getting treatment for his mother and that he felt sorry for him.

This is an equal job, not a handout from someone else.

Although he wasn't in a good mood, Han Fei still showed the expression that a middle-aged man wanted to see: apology, self-blame, fear of losing his job, and awe of the middle-aged man.

Without saying a word, Han Fei had already given the middle-aged man the answer he wanted.

Only the weak try to gain a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction by bullying the weaker.

The middle-aged man spoke sternly and criticized Han Fei harshly. Han Fei acted like a child with little social experience, finding everything the middle-aged man said reasonable.

The man was very satisfied with Han Fei's performance. He did not notice that Han Fei's eyes had completely changed when he turned around.

If this weren't within the shrine's owner's memory world, Han Fei would definitely show the middle-aged man what a workplace killer is.

"Come this way." The middle-aged man led Han Fei into the emergency exit, up the stairs to the corner on the second floor: "This is where you change clothes and hand over shifts. Bring your experienced staff over here right away. Learn from them and get up to speed as soon as possible."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he made a phone call and then left.

Han Fei waited in the staff break room for five or six minutes when hurried footsteps sounded in the hallway, and a woman who looked to be around thirty years old walked in.

"Zhu Wei didn't give you any trouble, did he?" The woman looked at Han Fei, who seemed a little dazed, and seemed to know what had happened: "That guy has a terrible temper. No matter what he says, don't take it to heart."

"It's alright." Han Fei noticed that the woman wasn't wearing a security guard uniform, but rather a mall employee uniform. He was a little confused; at first, he had thought he was supposed to be a mall security guard. "What should I call you?"

"My name is Huang Li. You've seen orioles, right? Their calls are so beautiful. My family used to keep one." The woman was quite talkative. She was the first decent person Han Fei encountered after entering the world of the shrine's master's memories.

“From now on, you can just call me Sister Huang.” She opened the wardrobe and handed Han Fei a set of clothes, a key, and an employee badge: “The first floor of the department store is cosmetics and luxury goods, the second to fourth floors are mainly clothing, the fifth floor sells all kinds of home appliances and toys, and there is also a movie theater, and the sixth floor is full of restaurants. The supermarket is on the basement level, and there is also a coffee shop and a small bookstore there. Please make a rough note of these places and don’t wander around at night, especially don’t go to the third floor easily.”

"Third floor?"

“That floor sells women’s clothing. Recently, clothes have been going missing, and some new clothes have been smeared with all sorts of things. The boss suspects that thieves hide somewhere on the third floor during the day and only come out at night to steal and vandalize.” Huang Li told Han Fei to change into his work uniform: “This has nothing to do with us. We just need to do our jobs.”

"Sister Huang, what exactly is our job?" Han Fei genuinely had no idea.

"Zhu Wei didn't tell you? My God! This guy didn't tell you anything?" Huang Li stopped and looked at Han Fei again: "Then you should really think about whether you want to continue doing this."

Are there any particularly dangerous jobs in a shopping mall?

"It's not exactly dangerous, just a bit troublesome, and you've always been on the night shift..." Huang Li said somewhat embarrassedly, "The department store owner used to make his fortune selling secondhand goods, so after he built this store, he specifically kept a 24-hour secondhand supermarket near Exit C. We're responsible for the cashier, organizing the goods, warehousing, and statistics. There are also several donation boxes there; we collect old clothes and stationery that nearby residents no longer wear and donate them to children in the mountains."

"Judging from your tone, the mall owner seems like a nice person."

“He often does charity work. You know, good people are rewarded. The gods are protecting him, and he’s made a lot of money.” Huang Li smiled and said, “Doing a good deed every day, even if the good things don’t happen immediately, at least it will make you feel good for the day.”

Huang Li led Han Fei to the most inconspicuous corner of Exit C, which could be described as the worst location on the first floor.

The door was opened with a key, and Huang Li hung up the "Open for Business" sign.

"Today it's just the two of us working together, but after we teach you, you'll be working the night shift alone."

Huang Li pointed to the different areas of the supermarket, told Han Fei the location of all the items, and then taught Han Fei how to use the cash register.

With his terrifying photographic memory, Han Fei learned everything in almost half an hour.

"You learn so fast! Did you do similar work before?" Huang Li recalled the scene when she first came here, clumsy and knowing nothing.

"I've worked odd jobs at convenience stores."

"Your store manager must have been very satisfied with you, right? Did he regret it after you resigned?"

"Hehe, he does seem to be a little regretful."

Passing through various secondhand goods, Huang Li and Han Fei arrived at the back of the store. Under a wall covered with secondhand clocks, Han Fei discovered an item wrapped in black cloth.

"what is that?"

"I don't really understand either. Looking at the inventory list, it seems to be called a Divine Cage? Or a Divine Box?" Huang Li lifted the black cloth, and Han Fei's eyes widened instantly.

Beneath the walls of the supermarket, covered with clocks, stood a black shrine, its small door boarded up.

"This is also one of our goods?! Will anyone actually come and buy it?"

“Yes, I’ve encountered it before.” Huang Li thought for a moment, “But it’s strange, all the customers who are interested in it come at night. You might encounter it when you’re on the night shift.”

(End of this chapter)