"Check-in proof?"
Raphael's smile stiffened on his face.
What on earth is that?
Do you really have to stay on the farm to play there?
"Haha, actually, showing your room card is enough. The check-in proof is just the booking record; a lot of guests don't quite understand this."
The female employee smiled as she led him to the ticket purchase area, which was just a small table next to the farm entrance blocked by a machine half a meter away.
Seeing him approaching, the other two male employees nodded and greeted him with a smile.
"Good morning, sir!"
"Hello..."
Raphael was a bit confused now and instinctively responded. Then he dug into his pockets to confirm that he indeed didn't have such a thing as a room card on him.
"Sorry, I just came from out of town. May I ask what a room card is?"
"Huh?"
The female employee was also baffled, as it was her first time encountering such a situation. Then she realized that this gentleman had walked in alone from outside.
