The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 2551: Xiao Xiao Down (Thirty-Five)

"Human tissue decays very quickly," Schiller said. "It's no different from stale fish and shrimp in the market. Now the weather is not cold enough, and the tissues piled together will produce a bad smell in less than a day. Today is not the day when the garbage truck collects the garbage. If we wait until tomorrow, the rotten smell may not only attract the attention of the garbage truck driver, but also remain in the house."

"Let's go quickly." Raven immediately frowned and said, "The house is going to be used for a party, so we can't leave any smell behind."

They rushed to the nearby fresh food market as quickly as possible. The market was very large and sold daily necessities, fresh food, furniture, home appliances and other categories. There were cars coming and going outside the door, and the entire empty parking lot was almost full of cars.

"A lot of people have moved recently." Schiller said that after getting off the car, he did not take care of the boxes immediately. Instead, he calmly tightened his clothes and strode towards the main entrance.

Raven was dazzled by the dazzling sunlight and looked at the trunk with some concern, but then hurriedly caught up with Schiller.

"Because everyone wants to have a party, there are so many talents in the market?" Raven muttered to himself quietly, "Will there be enough fresh produce to be eliminated?"

"The more we buy, the more we'll have left." Schiller looked up at the gate and nodded to the security guard who opened the door for them. The raven followed him like a quail and slipped in through the gap in the door that was about to close.

"But where is the passage where they throw away the garbage?" The raven began to look around impatiently.

Seeing Schiller striding in one direction, I thought Schiller had discovered me, but I didn't expect Schiller's figure to disappear around a corner and come back pushing a shopping cart.

Raven gasped, she stared at Schiller with wide eyes and said, "Are you planning to go shopping? Then... then..."

"Relax." Although Schiller said comforting words, he still stared at the raven for several times with great appreciation. However, he mainly appreciated the raven's nervousness, which was so real that it couldn't be more real. It was much more attractive than appearance.

One advantage of having his emotional channel blocked from the outside world was that Schiller rarely felt any real tension.

When an ordinary person does something bad, he will feel that everyone is staring at him and everyone can see clues from him. This is a sequelae of being accustomed to socializing and being able to understand other people's emotions.

In social situations, people will make an assumption that all the reactions of the other party are caused by themselves, and they must be prepared to respond at any time. This emotional response, similar to the stress response, will cause people to feel extra nervous, like a soldier who is always ready to charge into battle.

And if you can't feel the emotions of the outside world at all, your judgment of the direction of other people's words and actions will be clearer. Schiller glanced at all the people around him and could see very clearly that those who occasionally looked at him were just wondering why he was wearing a suit to go shopping in the supermarket, not because they really knew what was in the trunk of his car.

But Raven simply couldn't stand these looks. She grabbed the handle of the shopping cart with one hand and was about to cry. However, due to Schiller's relaxed expression, she couldn't say what she had in her heart.

Schiller strolled through the supermarket slowly, first going to the fresh food section to pick out some pickled or marinated meats, such as bacon and ham, which are used to make cold cuts.

When they were about to enter the vegetable area, Schiller pulled the distracted Raven and asked her to go in and buy some vegetables. The Raven nodded as if she was in a trance.

Then he came to his senses and looked at Schiller and said, "Broccoli isn't airborne. Are you so scared?"

"If you don't want to go, then go back to the car and sit down."

The raven ran away.

Soon, the raven came back with two bags of vegetables. Schiller checked the freshness of the vegetables. The raven seemed to come to her senses suddenly. She said, "Don't worry. I am also responsible for taking care of two vegetable plots in Azeroth. I know best whether the vegetables are fresh or not."

"It seems like you miss your life back home."

When the Raven mentioned this, she sighed and said, "Yes, my life there is wonderful, but unfortunately, if I continue to stay there, they will all be in danger, and the earth will be in danger too."

"You think they wouldn't be in danger if you weren't there? You think your father didn't notice them?"

Raven became nervous again. She pursed her lips and turned her head away and said, "I don't know."

"What would you do if your father threatened you with them?"

"...I don't know." Raven shook his head vigorously, not as if he was saying that he didn't know, but as if he was denying the possibility.

"Perhaps you can ask them to move. After all, it's the ethereal God Realm. It doesn't matter where they move to."

Raven started to daydream again, and Schiller stopped talking about this topic. They went to buy some barbecue utensils, such as skewers, grill nets, oil brushes, some napkins and disposable tablecloths.

Finally, Schiller took Raven to the clothing area. Raven stood at the entrance of the clothing area and stared at the sign. Schiller said, "Don't you want to go shopping?"

"But we..." Raven was about to collapse. She really wanted to grab Schiller's collar and ask him if he remembered that there was a whole group of people in their trunk, in bulk!
"Since we're here," Schiller said, and took the lead into the clothing area.

The clothing section of this supermarket is very large, but it does not sell any custom-made clothes or luxury brands. Instead, it sells local brands of acceptable quality but a bit expensive, which are the first choice of the middle class.

Raven was dazzled as soon as she entered the clothing area. This place was different from the clothing store that Killer Croc had taken her to. This was a large supermarket with countless clothes hung on the racks and walls. There were also fitting rooms next to it, and many people were coming in and out trying out the styles of the clothes.

The shopping guide came over enthusiastically. Schiller greeted her politely and said, "My niece is transferring to the high school on Lilac Street. I will take her to meet the teacher before school starts. What clothes do you think would be suitable?"

When the shopping guide heard about the high school on Lilac Street, she had no idea what it was. She immediately led Raven to the other side and started to choose clothes for her that would be more suitable for meeting the teacher.

After all, Raven was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. She could hardly walk when she saw the dazzling array of clothes that she had never worn before. From her eyes and posture, it could be seen that she would not care even if there was a person or even Godzilla in her trunk.

Soon the salesperson picked out a large number of clothes. Schiller told the salesperson to let Raven choose three sets by himself. After leaving his card, he quietly left.

He still had to deal with the guy in the trunk who was in bulk.

When he came in just now, he found that all the employees in this supermarket were wearing the same uniform, and there were cameras inside and outside the supermarket building.

However, the external cameras have blind spots. After all, for such a large building, only Batman would want to install 360-degree surveillance cameras here. Normal people would just do it for the sake of consideration.

Schiller just saw a delivery truck parked at the side door of the supermarket. He walked to the door, deposited the goods he had selected, and then told the security guard to move the truck.

There is a camera at the door. If he stayed in there for such a long time and left without taking anything, it would be obviously suspicious. But if he went there to move the car, it would be reasonable.

Schiller had already thought of the plan, so his car was originally parked in the VIP area. After he walked over, he greeted the security guard in the area and said, "I received a call saying that I took his parking space. I am very sorry. Where is that gentleman?"

The security guard looked confused. He didn't see any car drive here and stop. But after thinking for a while, he said, "If you are not a member of this supermarket but park here, it is indeed possible that you are occupying someone else's parking space. He may have seen that the parking space was occupied and didn't want to waste time, so he went to the non-member area first."

Schiller nodded, left a business card, and asked the security guard to apologize to the man on his behalf. The security guard nodded and smiled when he saw the tip Schiller handed over.

In fact, the person whose parking space was occupied did not exist at all. Schiller was just putting on a show to prevent any mentally ill person from watching his whereabouts.

He drove his car to the side door and found a parking space. Because it was far from the main entrance and there was no door for guests to enter, few people chose to park here because that meant they had to carry a large bag and walk a long way.

However, because there are so many people in the mall now, the good parking spaces are all occupied, and some cars can't find parking spaces and have to park here, so Schiller doesn't stand out.

There is a forest on the side of the supermarket and a park opposite the forest. It seems that this forest was built to separate the park and the supermarket. It is a good place to get started.

If they wanted to approach the supermarket as if they were not a customer, they could not wear customer clothes, so Schiller had to get a uniform first. Many employees here walked with carts, and if they approached the woods, they would be within the blind spot of the surveillance.

Schiller waited for a while and then a poor guy with a similar build as him came. Needless to say, Schiller easily knocked him out and put on his uniform.

He took a look at the goods the employee was delivering, which were some assembled bookshelves. He was obviously not an employee in the fresh food area.

But Schiller didn't care. He pushed the cart to the vicinity of his own car, which was far away from the main shopping mall and had no cameras. So he had plenty of time to take the assembled bookshelf parts out of the boxes and put them in the cart, and then put the loose humans in the car into the boxes of the assembled bookshelves.

After changing, Schiller pushed the cart and walked quickly into the building, ignoring everyone along the way, with steady and confident steps, until he arrived at the shipping port of the fresh food area.

"Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before?" an employee stopped Schiller and asked.

Schiller was irritable. He said, "Jones sent me here. He said he had a stomachache. Where is the garbage truck?"

The staff member immediately understood that this was the unlucky guy who was responsible for handling the garbage today, so he waved his hand and asked Schiller to go over there.

Just think about it, no one likes to deal with stale fish and meat. Working in the fresh food area is dirty and tiring already, and dealing with fresh food waste is the dirtiest and most tiring of all.

If you are unlucky and the garbage truck has an accident and cannot come, and there is no space in the cold storage, the fresh food garbage from those few days may be piled up there. After finishing that day's work, the smell on your body will not dissipate for several days.

When the staff saw the blood that Schiller had deliberately spilled on the cargo box, they knew that today's fresh food waste was still fresh. Although it had a faint smell of blood, it was not particularly disgusting.

"You're lucky." He said, "The garbage truck isn't stuck in traffic. There's going to be one in ten minutes. Ask your colleague to come back after you're done. Otherwise, your manager will be scolded again when they come to check on you."

Schiller nodded silently and walked in the direction he pointed. He knew that the current economic situation was not good and most people were angry. It was natural that the relationship between colleagues could not be very good. There were also many personnel changes, so it was easy to get in.

He pushed the cart to the garbage outlet. The garbage truck would drive directly to the garbage outlet and align the carriage with the garbage outlet. No employees were involved in the process of garbage entering the garbage truck.

The same is true when we get to the factory. These fresh food wastes will be directly dumped into the fertilizer pile for composting. The entire process is mechanized and no one checks it.

Schiller opened the boxes and dumped box after box of debris in. Data for testing would indeed remain on the aisle, but soon, batches of fresh waste would be brought in, and those things would soon be washed away and covered.