Wanjie Hotel: Iron Man is not allowed to charge

Chapter 141 Hotel Upgrade, Third Uncle's Trading Currency (7K views, requesting monthly votes)
"call--"

When Wen Ming saw that the giant hellhound had stopped breathing, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief. His adrenaline had surged just now, and now that he was suddenly relaxed, his body immediately felt a little weak.

"How are you?"

Laura stayed by Wen Ming's side the whole time. When she saw him stumble, she quickly caught him in her arms, and Wen Ming fell into a cloud again.

"I, I didn't, huh?"

Wen Ming was about to say it was nothing when he caught a glimpse of the giant hellhound's corpse suddenly transforming into a beam of green light and flying toward the white stone tiger.

Not only the corpse of the giant hellhound, but also all the black blood it had just spilled on the terrace rose into the air at this moment, turning into a river of blood that completely disappeared into the white stone tiger.

"This is……"

Everyone who witnessed this scene was utterly astonished.

This white stone tiger can actually devour a giant hellhound?
Wen Ming was about to struggle to get up when a piece of information suddenly flashed through his mind, and his eyes widened in shock.

"No, just now..."

Wen Ming carefully read the extra information in his mind, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up in a wide smile.

"Boss, you're not possessed by a demon, are you?"

Queen Qing looked at Wen Ming with concern. She was about to call Rebecca for help when Rebecca rushed over.

The medic took out a flashlight, wanting to shine it into Wen Ming's eyes.

However, Wen Ming suddenly pushed Rebecca away, grabbed Laura's head and kissed her hard: "Laura, you've been a great help!"

"Walter?"

The group all looked at him, wondering why he had acted so unusually and taken the initiative to kiss Laura.

Wen Ming looked at the group excitedly and quickly explained, "The Divine Light Triangle contains powerful temporal and spatial forces. Just now, Shi Hu devoured the Divine Light Triangle and obtained the temporal and spatial power contained within it."

In other words, the power of the hotel or spatial fissure has become stronger.

You can think of it as the Iron Hotel getting an upgrade.

From then on, Perkins, Rebecca, and others from film, television, game, and comic book universes could, while not returning to their original universes, also visit other universes.

"Walter?"

Perkins, Rebecca, and Marcus were stunned for a moment, then erupted in celebration: "Really? Boss, is it true?"

Upon seeing Wen Ming nod emphatically, Perkins was overjoyed and pushed Rebecca aside, grabbing Wen Ming's head and kissing him passionately.

She didn't even know where her relatives were, but she knew that she would no longer have to stay within 100 meters of this hotel.

Human desires are never easy to satisfy. When Perkins learned that he had been fortunate enough to avoid dying in that world, he was relieved.

Even knowing that he couldn't leave the hotel within 100 meters, he was willing to accept it, because it's better to live a miserable life than to die.

When she later learned that she could leave the hotel with Wen Ming, she and Rebecca were excited for the entire night.

Now Wenming is telling them that they can go to other universes. What does that mean?
"Boss, I love you to death!"

After a flurry of kisses, Perkins finally handed Wen Ming over to Rebecca.

The righteous girl, disregarding her shyness, hugged Wen Ming's head and kissed him passionately: "Boss, I love you! I can actually go to other universes to broaden my horizons, am I dreaming?!"

Marcus stood to the side, rubbing his hands excitedly, but he knew that his boss would never let him kiss her, so Marcus directly called his good friend Charon.

Forget sleeping, let's get up and have some fun!

Laura and Ada Wong exchanged a glance, both noticing the happiness in each other's eyes.

During this time, they got along very well with Perkins and his group. They were both very disappointed when they learned that Perkins and his group could not leave the Flatiron Hotel and stay within 100 meters of Wen Ming. This meant that Perkins and his group would be restricted to the area within this five-star hotel forever.

Isn’t this a kind of pain?
It's really great that they've been able to leave the Iron Hotel!

Qinghou suddenly thought of a possibility and looked at Wenming excitedly: "Boss, can I go too?"

"Yes, you can too. Your body is blue, so... um..."

Before Wen Ming could finish speaking, the electronic mechanical girl covered his mouth.

"Boss, I love you!"

……

That night, the Iron Hotel was filled with joy.

When Howard in the lab learned of this, he excitedly opened a bottle of champagne with Maria.

Seeing this, Wen Ming immediately threw a small party in the activity room.

Dean raised his beer and clinked bottles with Wen Ming: "Actually, what we wanted to tell you today is that the characters brought back by the time travelers can go to other universes, but we weren't sure back then if we could now."

It now appears that this rule needs to be reinstated.

Dean and Sam were not seriously injured and had already recovered after Rebecca sprayed them with first aid spray.

"Yes, it has been reopened."

Wen Ming watched Perkins and the others dancing excitedly on the dance floor and took a refreshing sip of ice-cold beer.

Although he has been trying to find time travelers to be his employees, he does not want to completely control them.

Human nature yearns for freedom.

If the restrictions are too tight, there is a risk of a huge backlash someday.

Wen Ming did not tell Perkins and the others the complete rules just now.

[Travelers to other universes must obtain your permission.]

The full content of that message refers not only to Perkins and her group, but also to all the time travelers.

This also means that his control over the time travelers has been further strengthened.

In the short term, Wen Ming does not intend to tell all the time travelers the full details of this rule.

Let's make everyone happy for a while first.

In case someone misbehaves someday, we can use this rule to teach them a lesson.

Moreover, today's surprises weren't limited to just one.

[In each multiverse, you can prevent one traveler from re-entering.]

This rule is the real reason why Wen Ming is overjoyed today.

This is like having a life-saving charm.

Supervillains and super demons like Lex Luthor and Lilith could be prevented from ever entering the metaverse again with just a thought.

The problem I had been worried about has finally been resolved.

However, Wen Ming is not planning to use this life-saving charm directly yet.

Lex Luthor and Lilith are indeed dangerous, but there are even more dangerous beings in their world.

If Lex Luthor, Superman, Supergirl, Batman, Catwoman, and Arthur are indeed from the same universe, then a supervillain like Darkseid would be much more difficult to deal with than Lex Luthor.

Lex can headshot someone with a single shot.

Even if the Justice League were to attack Darkseid together, they would have a hard time.

Similarly, Lilith is indeed very powerful, but she is far inferior to Lucifer and Michael.

However, if that God Chuck happens to have nothing better to do and comes to sit in his metaverse, then this life-saving charm must be left to him.

After all, the God in Supernatural has destroyed the world more than once.

Only a final boss like this is worth using this life-saving charm on.

Even more terrifying, there is a Lord of Darkness and Nothingness, more terrifying than God, and a new God of the future.

Although Wen Ming was somewhat intimidated by Lilith, he would never waste such a life-saving charm on her.

"Boss, come on, let's dance together!"

Since Rebecca boldly kissed Wen Ming earlier, she seemed to have completely let go and pulled Wen Ming into the dance floor.

Perkins immediately joined in: "Boss, let's go together!"

"So angry!"

Dean looked at Wen Ming, who was surrounded by beautiful women, and took a big gulp of beer: "When have I, Dean, ever had to go through so much trouble to pursue girls?"

Sam casually remarked, "You've never succeeded at the Iron Hotel."

Dean was furious: "We're going back, we're going back right now!"

Sam took a sip of beer: "Why should we leave? We haven't accomplished what we came here for."

Dean could only put down the bottle and walk over to Laura and Ida, who were standing nearby: "How about it, beauties? Why don't we have some fun together?"

Laura waved her hand and said, "You're not my type."

Ada Wong sipped her drink and smiled slightly: "We're not backup options."

Dean opened his mouth, then walked away helplessly.

Damn it, this hotel is my bad luck.

No, ever since I came back from hell, nothing has gone smoothly for me!

Kaka, where are you?

……

As the group was having a great time, a voice suddenly came from the doorway of the activity room: "Boss, a party? I've come to liven things up!"

Wen Ming turned around and looked over, then rushed forward and hugged Arthur with great joy: "Did you bring us any new jokes today?"

"Of course, I also brought a good friend with me. I hope you don't mind!"

Arthur stepped aside and introduced the woman in the long red dress behind him to everyone: "This is Harleen Quezel, you can call her Harley."

Harley?

Wen Ming quickly found the other party's information in his mind.

Harley Quinn!
These two have known each other for so long?

Hi, Halle!

Wen Ming warmly stepped forward and gave her a hug: "Welcome to the Iron Hotel!"

"Hello, boss, Arthur has told me many legendary stories about you!"

When Harley saw Wen Ming, her large, smoky-eyed eyes immediately shone with a captivating light: "I'm a psychologist, and I'd like to have an in-depth discussion with you about psychology. Arthur said you're the best at providing emotional support."

Wen Ming smiled and said, "I was just sharing some insights about life. Compared to a professional doctor like you, I am far inferior. If I have time, I would also like to have an in-depth discussion with you."

"Your insights into life are truly fascinating. I even took the day off to come here. May I stay here for the night?"

Harley blinked her captivating eyes, twirling her long platinum blonde hair with her fingers. Wen Ming readily agreed, "Of course, you can enjoy yourself here tonight."

Harley happily flashed eight teeth as she entered the dance floor.

Wen Ming then pulled Arthur aside: "I haven't had a chance to have a proper talk with you yet. What I can tell you is that this hotel isn't in your original world. You can think of it as you've arrived in a..."

"Heaven!"

A glint flashed in Arthur's eyes, and he interrupted Wen Ming: "In my heart, the Iron Hotel is my paradise!"

Wen Ming was taken aback, then hugged Arthur: "Arthur, wherever you are is heaven."

Arthur hugged Wen Ming tightly, his body trembling slightly. He kept murmuring, "Thank you, boss. I have found the path to realize my life's value."

Wen Ming patted him on the shoulder: "No need to perform tonight, no need to please anyone, just relax and have fun all night. I've prepared a double room for you and Harry!"

"No, boss, please! I have nothing to do with Harley!"

Arthur hurriedly pushed Wen Ming away, waving his hands repeatedly, saying, "We've only met a few times."

"Arthur, you have to be brave!"

Wenming patted Arthur on the shoulder: "You can boldly confess your feelings to Harry."

"No, boss, I only have one thing on my mind right now."

Arthur shook his head repeatedly, looking at Wen Ming with unwavering devotion: "I want to protect my city, I want to make all of Gotham happy, and I want everyone in Gotham to feel the same joy as me in the Flatiron Hotel!"

Wen Ming opened his mouth, but suddenly didn't know what to say.

Wen Ming didn't know what Arthur had gone through on his return trip, but Arthur's spirits were higher than ever before, as if, just as Arthur himself had said, he had found his direction in life.

Hmm, this is a good thing... right?

Wen Ming couldn't quite explain it, but he felt it was time to tell Arthur the truth.

"Tomorrow morning, I will have Qinghou come to you and show you some things."

Arthur nodded, then clapped his hands sharply: "Ladies and gentlemen, let me bring you my new joke tonight."

Seeing Arthur's confidence, Wenming was genuinely happy for him.

If he could also solve his problems with women, that would be perfect.

Wenming's gaze swept over Harley, his mind racing with calculations.

Harley Quinn's love for the Joker largely stems from admiration; as long as the Joker remains strong, Harley Quinn will continue to love him.

This kind of love, whether it's true love or not, is better than no love at all.

People from the UK are most afraid of being told they are "unloved".

They were really worried sick about their boss. Seeing someone performing stand-up comedy, the Wen brothers stopped dancing and came to Wen Ming's side: "Wen Ming, we need your help."

"You guys say it."

The Wen brothers were a great help tonight, so Wen Ming was happy to repay the favor.

"You should have seen our TV series. Sam used his superpowers frequently during the time I was dead."

He's having some health problems, and we're not very familiar with Cassidy yet, so we can't ask him to help treat Sam.

Furthermore, if Cassidy knew that Sam was frequently in contact with demons, it would likely displease him.

Dean looked at Sam, his face full of worry: "I hope you can help heal him."

Wen Ming looked at Sam in surprise: "You've already watched your own TV series, so why are you still using that power that doesn't belong to you?"

As the physical vessels for the two archangels to initiate the war of apocalypse, Sam and Dean naturally possess some unique characteristics. Sam can use supernatural powers to forcibly expel demons from human bodies.

In the fourth season of Supernatural, Sam, tempted by the devil, repeatedly uses this powerful force, leading him to become increasingly addicted.

For this power to remain strong, it needs to continuously drink demon blood.

This is like a vicious cycle.

When Sam heard Wenming's question, he shrugged and said, "You know, some things are beyond our control. Besides, we are just God's puppets."

Wen Ming fell silent.

They are God's puppets, but whose puppet am I?
"If it's just a physical injury, I'll get a device in a few days that can treat Sam, and it'll be more effective than the emergency spray."

If it's a psychological addiction, you know how difficult it is to break, because it involves a loss of psychological control.

Wen Ming didn't dwell on his sadness, but instead told the two what he could do now.

However, Dean and Sam exchanged a smile: "Wen Fugui owns a church."

"you know?"

Wen Ming narrowed his eyes slightly.

The relationship between these two brothers and their third uncle seems to be quite special.

"That church can bring peace to people."

"Making Sam sit inside for one night will allow him to resist the craving for demon blood for some time to come."

I go!

Dean's words completely stunned Wen Ming.

No, does that church serve that purpose?

Uncle, how much stuff did you hide in the hotel?

The problem is, I didn't find anything in the church. Could it be a magic circle?
Thinking of this, Wen Ming couldn't help but ask, "Is it because of the magic array in the church?"

Dean shook his head and said, "I don't know either. When Sam had an episode before, Wen Fugui would just throw him into that church and let him stay there overnight."

Wen Ming continued thoughtfully, "When he goes in, can he go in alone, or can someone accompany him?"

"It has to be him alone; having more than one person will make it ineffective."

Dean rubbed his hands together: "We know the rules. Which ghost from our previous seasons have you taken a fancy to? I'll get it for you."

What the hell?

Wen Ming's mouth dropped open again, his face full of astonishment.

The old man's currency of exchange was actually ghosts?

Wen Ming thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "This can be considered a free gift from our first meeting. After all, you gave me a lot of useful information and helped me kill the giant hellhound."

Next time you come, you can use gold for the transaction.

"gold?"

Dean and Sam looked at Wen Ming with some surprise: "You don't want a ghost?"

"not needed for now."

How could Wen Ming not want it? The problem is, he doesn't have any means to control ghosts right now. Wouldn't bringing one over just cause trouble for the hotel?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but recall the showroom filled with all sorts of demon-slaying tools.

It seems I need to learn some relevant knowledge as soon as possible.

As the three were chatting, Arthur's joke came to an end, and the audience burst into enthusiastic applause and laughter.

Wen Ming was somewhat surprised. He could sense that everyone's laughter this time was completely genuine.

It seems Arthur's stand-up comedy skills have improved!
"Arthur, that's a good joke!"

The Wen brothers beside Arthur raised their bottles at him, while Howard and Maria grinned from ear to ear: "That's hilarious, one more!"

Hearing everyone's satisfaction, Arthur bowed slightly: "Tonight is a joyful time, and I shouldn't take up too much of your time. How about we dance for a while first?"

Everyone cheered.

Wen Ming was surprised by Arthur's excellent stage presence. He smiled with satisfaction, realizing that this hotel stand-up comedian had truly become a talent.

Let's dance!

Laura appeared beside Wen Ming at some point and, before he could say anything, pulled him onto the dance floor.

"How are you going to thank me?"

Laura raised her pretty chin and looked at the man in front of her, but what came to mind was the scene of him supporting the giant hellhound's claws with both hands.

At that moment, Wen Ming's shirt ripped open, revealing his muscles bulging all over his body, creating an image that was completely imprinted in her mind, like that of a hero from an epic.

It's impossible to get rid of it.

No woman could resist that image.

Recalling the scene of Wen Ming collapsing in his arms just now, Laura couldn't help but lick her red lips.

"How do you want me to thank you?"

Wen Ming was naturally extremely grateful to Laura for bringing him the Divine Light Triangle, which could upgrade the hotel, so he sincerely wanted to thank her.

Laura leaned close to Wenming's ear and whispered something, but her eyes were fixed on Ada Wong, who was watching them intently from a short distance away.

Ada Wong, who was drinking, saw Laura looking over. Her icy face remained unchanged, but Laura could tell at a glance that Ada Wong was no longer as relaxed as before.

"Alright, I need to settle Sam and the others in first. You go back to your room and wait for me."

No sooner had Wen Ming finished speaking than Harley's voice rang in his ears: "Boss, didn't we agree that you would come to see me tonight?"

Wen Ming paused, turned around, and saw Harley Quinn looking at him expectantly. Wen Ming quickly pulled Arthur over: "Arthur, can you help me entertain Harley?"

Arthur was a little embarrassed, but he still extended an invitation generously: "Shall we dance together?"

"Okay!"

Harley wore a happy expression, but Laura keenly noticed that the woman's eyes were constantly fixed on Wen Ming.

"Looks like you're quite popular!"

Laura giggled, and Wen Ming shook his head and said, "They are destined to be together, and I can't break them up."

Laura understood: "Just like Tony and Pepper."

"Yes, they are a match made in heaven."

Wen Ming smiled and said, "Although there may be some twists and turns, we will definitely come together in the end."

"Is it?"

Laura glanced at the beautiful woman dancing with Arthur. Although she was no longer looking at Wen Ming, Laura could sense that the woman's curiosity about Wen Ming was significantly stronger than her curiosity about Arthur.

Don't ask why.

Asking is a woman's intuition.

"hope so!"

Laura smiled gently and enjoyed the happy time with Wenming.

……

"Tell me the truth, are you having an affair with Laura?"

After the party, Ada Wong cornered Wen Ming in the elevator again. She knelt on the elevator floor, looking up at Wen Ming, but her eyes flashed back to the scene of Wen Ming domineeringly lifting the giant hellhound that night.

So manly!
He was able to grab and lift that powerful hellhound with just his bare hands.

Ada Wong had a feeling that even a tyrant could be crushed by this powerful man with a single punch.

"How could that be? There's nothing between me and her, don't overthink it."

Wen Ming gently stroked Ada Wong's short hair and answered cautiously.

Despite her cold and aloof appearance, this mercenary beauty possessed a sharp tongue that Wen Ming would never forget.

"It's best to have nothing at all."

Ada Wong gave Wen Ming a charming sidelong glance, nodded, and then shook her head.

Following her movements, Wen Ming nodded and then shook his head: "Hurry up, I still need to find Dean and Sam."

"Make them wait!"

Aunt Wang said this, but she was nodding much faster than usual.

Wen Ming looked up at the elevator's overhead light, feeling as if he were in a dream.

"Ada."

"Ok?"

"Once I get the super serum, I'll help you destroy the Umbrella Corporation."

Why are you suddenly being so kind?

Ada Wong abruptly stopped nodding, and Wen Ming ruffled her hair: "I don't want you to continue living in a world that could turn into a biohazard apocalypse at any moment."

Ada Wong felt a warmth in her heart, and she couldn't help but lunge forward: "This is a reward for you."

"Hiss... This isn't enough!"

Wen Ming pressed his advantage, and Ada Wong coughed violently: "What do you want?"

"Let's see how big your appetite is!"

"Aren't Dean and Sam still waiting for you?"

"Make them wait!"

……

At midnight, Dean and Sam, who had been waiting for a long time, finally met Wen Ming, who had arrived late.

Wen Ming took out a brass key and walked to the door of the chapel room: "I thought you would just pick the lock and go in."

"Don't joke around, who would dare to break locks at the Iron Hotel?"

Dean and Sam answered seriously, but Wen Ming didn't hesitate to expose them: "Don't think I don't know you're both lock-picking experts."

These two brothers, wherever they go, they steal things.

There is no lock they cannot pick.

If there are any that can't be pried open, just shoot them open.

The chapel door opened, and the quiet atmosphere inside was just like the last time I visited. Dean, who was usually fond of joking, now had a solemn expression.

Sam walked to the first row of pews in the chapel, familiarly took out a candle, and lit it.

The small candlelight illuminated the surrounding walls and the cross at the end.

"You guys go ahead, I can manage on my own here."

Sam sat on a long bench, his hands clasped together and placed on his forehead in a prayer gesture.

Wen Ming looked at Dean, who shrugged: "Let's go, he needs to stay until noon tomorrow."

"Ok."

Wen Ming looked up at the cross under the candlelight, but couldn't see anything unusual about it. Even with his mental strength strengthened twice, he couldn't sense any hidden magic arrays or mysterious powers in the small church.

Can this little chapel really suppress Sam's thirst for demon blood?
Filled with questions, Wen Ming and Dean left the chapel and were about to turn back when they saw Laura leaning against the door of her room.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Laura's eyes held a hint of sorrow.

Dean's gaze toward Wen Ming was instantly filled with mockery, and jealousy!
This stunning woman, whom he couldn't even flirt with earlier, is now waiting for him at the door of Wen Ming's room, wearing a silk nightgown.

It's really annoying to compare people to each other.

Wen Ming said apologetically, "I just finished arranging things for Sam, and I'm about to come find you."

"No need to look anymore, I'll come myself!"

Laura completely ignored Dean's strange look, and with a flick of her wrist, she pulled Wen Ming into his room: "What about the thank-you gift you promised me?"

"I've prepared quite a lot. What are you planning to use to receive it?"

"Of course it's my mouth. I'm famous for having a big mouth."

(End of this chapter)