If you're asked to make a TV series, then you should make a series about Collapsed Star Railway

"You've got some street smarts, kid."

Potio smiled smugly and explained, "You just tried on the train and couldn't get in touch. I was just asking this young lady to help us confirm it again."

……

Huh? Holy crap, I've been hooked by Portio and turned into a cuckold.

I knew it! This sea patrol knight looked like a brute, but it turns out it was all a scheme!

666.

Portio is a very interesting kid. He's rough around the edges but meticulous at heart, and he's also a sea tamer. I'm really looking forward to seeing what he does next.

……

Potio's little plot twist was a pleasant surprise for the audience.

But more surprises are yet to come.

Just after confirming with Potio that his friends had indeed broken up with their boyfriends.

Dan Heng said worriedly, "I'm going to check some things. Wait here for me."

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Potio crossed his arms and reminded them, "Worry is a poison that hinders judgment, brothers Danheng."

Dan Heng nodded slightly, indicating that he had taken it to heart, and then left without looking back, preparing to go inside the main hall to gather intelligence.

Potio shook his head slightly and decided to investigate in his own way.

Next.

Potio showcased his skillful street smarts to the audience.

When faced with well-dressed adult women, he would casually strike up a conversation, using terms like "buddy" or "sister" to build rapport.

They then used reverse psychology to get the other party to reveal the information they possessed.

"You say your birthday is very grand, but this is a grand celebration, it only happens once every Amber Era!"

"What? You say you have inside information? I think you're just bragging."

His facial expressions, actions, and tone of voice were all effortless.

After extracting the information, Potio would mentally mutter a complaint.

"These two darlings know nothing."

The "treasure" in the words definitely doesn't mean a real treasure.

This character design was refreshing for the audience, and the barrage of comments would occasionally burst with laughter.

I was so amused by Potio.

But when facing family members, Potio would use a different language.

"I came all the way from the Hai Federation. I heard that your Harmony Music Festival is canceled. Is that true? Don't waste my time."

His tone regained a hint of aggression, tinged with a complaint.

It made family members subconsciously want to explain.

He earnestly explained everything to the distinguished guest who had come from the Hai Federation, revealing all that he knew.

According to family members, there was absolutely no problem with this musical performance.

This is the end.

Is it for ordinary tourists or family members?

The intelligence they possessed was easily obtained by Potio.

I returned to the hotel reception desk.

With a slight smile, Potio muttered to himself, "Ordinary people don't know, and neither do the family. That means the news is being blocked. The events that happened in the dream were so significant that it was necessary to block the news."

In just a few minutes.

Through his own efforts, Potio had already assessed and determined the situation in the dream.

Such ability and performance greatly surprised the audience.

……

I'm a big shot in the underworld!

Wow, this guy has so much social experience! I really want to know what kind of work Master Potio does every day.

Beng Tie is yet another particularly down-to-earth character!

Their unique verbal tic and behavior are so interesting!

Moreover, he seems very optimistic and has a great sense of humor; his life must be incredibly carefree and enjoyable! V.

Chapter 265 The Great Clever Potio: The Emperor's Bow Declares His Wheelchair with Only a Light Arrow!

The Sea Patrol Ranger's first appearance left a deep impression on the audience.

And at this time.

Danheng, who had been out, also returned.

Like Potio, he had just taken a stroll around the neighborhood and gathered some intelligence.

"came back?"

Potio greeted him with a smile.

"Hmm, what's wrong? She hasn't come back yet?"

Danheng glanced at the front desk; the young lady hadn't returned yet.

“Yes, I’m starting to think that letting her go see Sunday isn’t a good idea.”

Potio made a joke.

But the two of them actually had a plan for this.

"Whether they were employees or family members, they were all like a bunch of idiots, completely unaware of the anomaly."

Potio glanced at the diverse crowd around him and said in a low voice.

"Me too, I didn't get any useful information from the inquiries."

"553"

Dan Heng replied calmly, while frowning, looking somewhat troubled.

Repeated setbacks in reality and the inability to enter the dream world to help his partner have put this brilliant strategist in a bit of a predicament.

But just then, Potio said smugly, "Fortunately, I left a backup plan for that memory-taker. If she can't enter the dream, she'll leave me a bottle of wine in the VIP room of the hotel in reality."

"A backup plan?"

"call."

Dan Heng visibly breathed a sigh of relief, then said somewhat helplessly, "Mr. Potio, if you have a backup plan, please let me know in advance."

He didn't understand why they hadn't said anything earlier if they had a plan.

Isn't this a waste of time?

Potio chuckled and explained, "Please forgive me, Brother Danheng. Just consider it a habit of mine. I have a few mischievous friends. If I reveal the whole plan, they'll definitely come up with some tricks for me. I can't keep up with any backup plan."

Dan Heng shook his head and didn't reply. Instead, he asked, "Then how do we get into the VIP room?"

Hotel VIP lounges require identity verification.

Both of them are currently essentially unregistered.

"That should be left to street-level intelligence, of course."

Potio gestured for Danheng to follow him, while Danheng looked at Potio with some curiosity, wondering how he planned to resolve the matter.

The two quickly arrived at the door of the VIP room.

Portio swaggered up to the lobby manager: "You're the manager here, aren't you?"

Manager Dennis bowed slightly and gave a formulaic smile: "Exactly, how may I help you?"

Potio shouted at the top of his lungs, as if he wanted everyone around him to know that they were nameless guests.

"We just came to check in, but that girl at your door said she was going to find the manager and then she disappeared. We're just sitting here with nothing to do, no water and no food!"

"What the hell?! Is this how the family treats people?!"

While Potio was loudly rebuking him.

Dan Heng crossed his arms, tilted his head, and stared intently at Botio. After the other man finished speaking, he calmly retorted, "Your so-called 'street wisdom' is just finding fault?"

Portio replied with a grin, "That's called fighting for your rightful rights."

Dennis, on the other hand, weighed the options in his mind without much hesitation.

Then he smiled and said, "Please be patient, gentlemen. I know the whole story. It may take the hotel a little time to contact Mr. Sunday. How about this, I will arrange drinks in two VIP rooms so you can rest for a while."

"Tsk~"

"This won't work."

Potio turned his head and winked smugly.

Dan Heng sighed, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly said, "...Don't call yourself 'Nameless Guest' next time."

His tone carried a hint of disdain and speechlessness.

Potio, however, didn't seem to care and happily followed the manager into the VIP room.

……

Hahaha, the interaction between these two is so funny!

Botio is ruining Wumingke's reputation, damn it.

Danheng is too polite. If it were me, I would definitely say I don't know this person.

But then again, the name "Nameless Guest" seems to be really useful.