Chapter 107: Blemish Of Time Iii (1/2)

I got familiar with my job a month in. There wasn't really much to do.

Nevertheless, I learned quite a bit within the month. I was running a 'chicken' business, and there was a duck business going on in the southernmost corner of Blemish of Time. I figured that it was to prevent a mix-up.

I basically slept during the day. One time, a lady woke me up to inform me that my light was turning orange. Frightened, I sped out of Blemish of Time to get a new tank.

A tank provided enough oxygen to last an average person two days and two nights. Technology in Blemish of Time was much more advanced than in the outside world.

Employees did not have to pay when eating at restaurants or when shopping at the supermarkets. There wasn't any limitation as well. I guessed it made sense since what the guests could spend in an hour could also last us about 20 lifetimes.

Businesses usually came in at night, naturally, since few would have the mood for it in the day.

Other than a few regulars who would call for the ladies, we don't get many other customers since there were quite a lot of female guests living in Blemish of Time. There were also males here who were tied down by families. Children of the rich people usually enter when they hit the age of 20.

I was in charge of sending the ladies to the clients' houses or even rooms at times. The doors would only open after a verification process, and it was always frightening to see a red light on the panel.

I heard many stories about employees being lured into apartments just to be killed. Rich people's idea of fun was something us ordinary people couldn't understand.

Of course, some guests understood our fears and would undo the restriction after getting familiar with us.

I was only in charge of escorting the ladies and I did not have to get involved with payment and other procedures.

To work more efficiently, I learned how to drive within this s.p.a.ce of two square kilometers.

Who would've guessed that my first driving experience would happen in a place like this?

Things became much simpler after that. I napped during the day and worked at night.

I also started getting familiar with the s.p.a.ce. The properties were all designated by numbers and since there were a hundred households, there were a hundred numbers. A house could accommodate a maximum of five people.

I thought about drafting a map out so I could seek help from it.

That man named Dahai would call me regularly to check on things. He would have me go over to his place for lunch whenever I had the time.

After meeting him for a few times, I realized that he seldom entered Blemish of Time. He spent most of his time interviewing potential employees and then allocating the chosen ones.

Dahai told me a lot and often reminded me not to cross the boundary.

There were two meanings. First, I wasn't to remove the oxygen mask at all times during work and to be wary about the indicator light on the visor.

Second, it involved a rumored organization called Destroyers. They were said to be cannibals, and as such, almost every employee was afraid of crossing the boundary.

I found something problematic in that, however. If there really was such an organization within Blemish of Time, wouldn't there be corpses lying around?

I tried searching for information about these Destroyers but I couldn't find anything. I also asked one of the ladies under my charge, a 70-year-old who looked not a day over 21, and she told me she never heard of any murder cases like that. She even thought that I was referring to The Arabian Nights.

It was rumored that many employees had been victimized, but the ladies would've been easier targets. So why did the organization name, spreading among the employees, sounded so foreign to the ladies?

Daily Reports, Blemish of Time's own newspaper, reported mostly about the outside world so that was no help either.

Could it be that the 'Destroyers' were fabricated to prevent employees from trespa.s.sing certain areas?

Other than the missing 'Destroyers', I also couldn't find the mysterious gra.s.s Grandfather had talked about.

I supposed that there wasn't as much greenery here compared to the past.

I took another look at a sorted map and realized that there were indeed a few no-access regions.

A red light would appear on the monitor of the visor the moment one stepped across the boundary.

I marked the places out and found that they formed a square region.

There was a big building in the middle and four factory constructions, one in each corner.

These constructions were black and no one seemed to have gone in and out of them.

Since my job started mostly at night, it was a very good cover-up for me.

The clients were usually asleep by three am and apart from the ladies who stayed over at the clients' houses, the rest would've been back by then. Plus, because I slept in the day, I felt energized at night.

One weekend, after sending all the ladies back, I decided to venture out.

I parked my car at a covert spot before approaching the factory.

I walked around it and spotted no windows at all.

The place was sealed except for a chimney for ventilation, the only reason why I recognized that it was a factory.

There wasn't any way to enter except through the chimney.

It was easy for me since I grew up in the village and had to climb many walls.

However, the moment I started to climb, the monitor on my visor started flas.h.i.+ng a red light and a countdown.

I had to drop my plans and think of a better idea.

While working here meant that I could only get fixed upon leaving, I was allowed to get payment in advance. There weren't any guarded entrances in Blemish of Time as well so I had a lot of freedom.

I ran out, far away, to purchase a retractable probe that was 20 meters long.

I brought it back into Blemish of Time and climbed up the walls.

The countdown started and I let the probe down.

I finally caught a view of the interior after four minutes.

The image was connected to my phone screen and I was dumbstruck.

Rows and rows of neatly grown gra.s.s.

The one Grandfather had talked about.

Transparent leaves with visible green veins. There were artificial lights s.h.i.+ning down on them 24/7.