On the first floor of the Louvre, there was a women's courtyard.
Next to the women's courtyard, there was an inn offering overnight services. The space inside was barely 5 square meters.
It was as small as a coffin.
Lin Yi put his sword into the shelter, then rummaged through his backpack to find a potato.
The potato looked bizarre, twisted in shape, with several bruises.
He casually placed the potato on the table, slung his backpack over, closed the door, and walked toward the women's courtyard.
At that moment, his inner agitation hadn't fully vented, and his spirit was still high with no signs of drowsiness.
Entering the women's courtyard, Lin Yi was somewhat surprised.
Several burly white men were pacing around, maintaining order.
The guests were hurrying along, each busy with their own affairs, and no one even glanced at Lin Yi's "trendy" outfit.
"Not bad, really not bad!"
Lin Yi couldn't help but marvel; beautiful women were in abundance, with all skin colors and types here, more captivating than the girl he had seen outside.
However, on second thought, in this zombie-infested apocalypse, if one isn't a professional or lacks survival skills, these beautiful women seemingly can only rely on their looks to survive.
Lin Yi scanned the crowd with his eyes and finally fixed on a blonde girl with curls.
Her legs were long and slender, and she looked about twenty-five years old. Even without makeup, she was quite a beauty.
Her figure was slim, likely unintentionally shaped by long-term hunger.
Here, an hour of service required a payment of one bullet.
Lin Yi fished out two bullets from his pocket and handed them to the girl.
The girl pouted slightly, forcing a faint smile. She realized he wasn't the kind of man who could be done with in 10 minutes.
The rooms in the women's courtyard had walls lined with soundproofing material, surfaces uneven like discarded foam boards, appearing somewhat strange.
On the table were lots of small gadgets, some looked interesting, others brutal. However, Lin Yi wasn't interested in these side paths.
Lin Yi didn't bother tracking time; in any case, after paying twice, he walked out of the room contentedly.
This trip also brought him some rather intriguing information.
Ordinary men might only last 10 minutes in there, but professionals were quite different; with their bodies' attributes enhanced, their endurance often surpassed normal people.
On the second floor, there was a special women's courtyard set up specifically for professionals.
The women there were all professionals too; the madame would bring in zombies with severed limbs and have the girls finish them off to gain experience points.
Although the experience gained from killing zombies with external assistance was much less, they could still level up to 2 or 3 this way.
Moreover, to better cope with those lust-driven professionals, the girls put all their attribute points into endurance.
Returning to the room, Lin Yi found the potato on the table missing as expected.
He leisurely went out, found a patrolling guard responsible for this area: "Something was stolen from my room."
The guard glanced at him contemptuously, coldly said, "I didn't see anything," and then turned away without a backward glance.
It seemed tonight he still had to return to the shelter to sleep.
Lin Yi touched his chin, pondering to himself.
The guard's reaction made him realize that although the Louvre seemed well-patrolled, it was actually only superficial.
Thus, whether it was the trade market or other areas, there was ample room for maneuver.
Lin Yi closed the door and entered the shelter.
After adjusting the camera's angle, he yawned and fell asleep.
Until the next day, the alarm clock on the table rang "ding-dong," waking him reluctantly from his dreams.
On the way to the Louvre, he raided numerous items in various residential buildings, regardless of usefulness, he dumped them all into the shelter.
After all, as long as the shelter collected items not previously recorded, he could gain the corresponding experience points.
After washing up, Lin Yi leisurely roasted a few potatoes and ate them with chili sauce.
At that moment, the shelter's laptop indicated a flood of emails.
[Subject: Received Items]
The shelter has received a Samsung washing machine, experience points increased by 6.
The shelter has received a woolen blanket, experience points increased by 2.
...
Emails like these numbered around twenty, resulting in the shelter gaining a total of 62 experience points.
[Subject: Level Up]
Congratulations, your shelter has reached level 3. You can now invite survivors to your shelter. The store offers options for shelter expansion and new item selections.
[Subject: Level Up]
Congratulations, your shelter has reached level 4. The store's item selection has been updated, and you've also received a reward: a bag of special cabbage seeds.
[Subject: New Task: "New Faces"]
Invite at least two survivors to your shelter. To invite survivors, formulate a set of rules for your shelter. The only limit is your imagination, and send it to email nongfuzhongtian.xxx with the subject "My Shelter Rules."
[Rewards: Shelter Experience Points, Money]
"Survivors?" Lin Yi excitedly clenched his fist, "Great! Hahaha!"
Lin Yi smiled wide at the potato field, smiling like a child.
Who was he? He was the boss!
He always remembered his identity and tirelessly worked towards it.
Now, he finally saw a small return for his efforts.
From now on, he could find a few subordinates to work for him, no longer having to tire himself out in the fields.
Suddenly, like lightning, inspiration surged in Lin Yi's mind.
He quickened his pace, dashed to the computer like the wind, and his fingers danced madly on the keyboard, starting to draft the shelter's rules.
As a few lines appeared on the screen, Lin Yi's lips curled into a sly grin.
The rules seemed simple, but their intricacies could easily push other survivors into a dire situation akin to Ancient Roman slaves.
With a click of the mouse, he sent the meticulously edited document to the designated email.
Then, he turned on the camera and began reviewing the footage from last night in the inn room.
The time was frozen at 1:50 AM.
The room door was slowly pushed open, and a teenager wearing a cool night vision goggles cautiously crept in.
The boy looked vigilant, scanning the whole room quickly. Finding no one inside, his gaze soon fixed on the corner backpack.
He quickly approached, rummaged through the backpack, and found nothing, his face immediately showing panic and hurriedly left the room, not forgetting to shut the door.
Indeed, his judgment was not mistaken.
Lin Yi put on a pair of bright yellow pants, a very trendy pink T-shirt, and boots that enhanced his fashionable presence, "swish," he left the shelter.
Just reaching the corridor, Lin Yi saw the cop responsible for this area, his eyes wide open like copper bells.
The officer must have received feedback from the teenage thief from last night, knowing there was no one in the room back then, yet now a living person suddenly appeared. How could he not be surprised?
Lin Yi calmly walked to the front desk and paid for another night's stay, spending his last bullet.
Next, he planned to first find two survivors to join the shelter.
Then, he would find that so-called Professor Curie to listen to his research, to see if it could be for his benefit.
As for the two candidates to join the shelter, he already had clear ones in mind.