From Resident Evil to becoming a gacha god

Roman didn't know much, and after he revealed everything, Xiao Miao directly used his tentacles to snap the necks of Roman and the butler.

He was the one who handled the GPS location tracking, selling the information directly to the KGB, which then changed hands several times before finally ending up in the hands of the ICA's bald-headed officers.

In Russia, mainland hotels don't have much autonomy and have deep ties with official organizations like the KGB. This is normal, as each country has its own unique national circumstances.

Just like there are mainland hotels in a certain mysterious ancient Eastern country, but that branch is a completely real hotel, the kind that you can't find any fault with. Apart from the kitchen, you can't even find any controlled knives. The hotel staff also enjoy six insurances and two funds.

Xiao Miao understood Roman and the butler's predicament, but it was also true that they had leaked his location information, leading to him being hunted down by the bald man. Killing them would be perfectly justifiable.

As for the two female assassins, considering their decent skills, Xiao Miao only used hypnosis to blur their memories of tonight.

The "Peach Banquet" that Roman mentioned would be held in St. Peter's Castle in three days, but he didn't know the exact address.

Xiao Miao's curiosity was piqued, and he wanted to see what these Skywalkers were up to, so he drove to St. Peter's Castle that very night, hoping to find out their exact location by following clues.

The street scene in St. Petersburg at night was not much different from that in Mississippi. The cold wind swept through the middle of the road, and several posters spun around and flew up. One of them happened to be pasted on Xiao Miao's windshield.

The poster featured satirical slogans written in crayon, with extremely pungent language and an barely concealed anger in every stroke.

The death of the body double, Belikoff, caused a huge uproar, with demonstrations and protests erupting throughout the country, including in St. Petersburg.

As the crowds gradually dispersed, the streets under the streetlights seemed even more desolate than usual in the cold wind, with plastic cups, beer cans, food wrappers, and discarded posters fluttering in the breeze.

Upon seeing this street scene, Xiao Miao thought he had been transported to a post-apocalyptic wasteland.

After tearing off the annoying posters and continuing his journey, Xiao Miao arrived at the Belmond Europa Hotel.

This hotel is said to be the "King of Hotels" in St. Petersburg. It was built and put into use in 1826 and has been operating ever since. It is very popular with social celebrities and high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and it is also the hotel where the nobility of Samoa and the royal family of Ouzhou have stayed for a long time.

The hotel was magnificent, with a perfect blend of classical style and modern aesthetics. The top suite cost 500,000 rubles a night, and Xiao Miao paid without hesitation, only to be told that there were no rooms available.

He could only book the next level up, the Fabergé Egg Suite.

On the one hand, Xiao Miao was never one to mistreat himself. Since he couldn't take the money he earned in this world with him anyway, he might as well use it to experience the life of high society.

On the other hand, since it is the "Peach Banquet", the number of participants will definitely be large. Hedonism is prevalent among the Celestial Walkers. Staying in a luxury hotel, you might just run into other Celestial Walkers who are attending the banquet.

Nothing happened that night. The next morning, Xiao Miao was having breakfast in the restaurant when a group of three people, two men and one woman, walked into the restaurant and sat in a corner, eating and discussing something. They became very excited and their faces lit up with smiles.

Xiao Miao glanced at the three of them, because they all had black hair and yellow skin, making them stand out among the Slavs.

The chubby guy in the trio winked at Xiao Miao, who responded. The three then whispered to each other for a few moments before the chubby guy got up and sat down opposite Xiao Miao.

"Hey bro, are you here for the defection rally too?"

"Huh? Um...yes, I'm here to attend the defection conference." Xiao Miao was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized what was going on and nodded in response to Xiao Pang's words.

That damned Roman, his strange accent made me fantasize and raise my expectations. Considering that Roman was dead, Xiao Miao generously forgave him.

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Little Fatty's face lit up with joy: "We're also going to the defection conference. Let's form a team together. When you're traveling, it's always more reliable to be with your compatriots. If anything unexpected happens, we can look out for each other."

Xiao Miao disagreed with Xiao Pang's statement, but did not refute it, nodding repeatedly: "Yes, you're right, but there's something I don't quite understand."

"What is it?"

"Why is it called a defection convention? Isn't that name a bit... inappropriate?"

"Doesn't it sound good?" Little Fatty asked, looking puzzled. "It's a good thing!"

"Good news?"

"What else? Such a peaceful and stable world is so rare. Being able to break free from the control panel in this world is definitely a good thing!"

"Alright." Xiao Miao nodded thoughtfully. "That's definitely a good thing."

Little Fatty also picked up on Xiao Miao's words: "Judging from your appearance, you're a newbie, right? How many time-travel missions have you done?"

"Hehe, I'm a complete newbie, twice." Xiao Miao answered truthfully, intending to play the harmless newbie persona.

Little Fatty gasped, "Wow, buddy, you're incredibly lucky! You stumbled upon such a high-quality world on your second try. You're definitely a lucky charm!"

"It's just so-so, I was quite surprised too."

"No need to be modest, your luck is unbelievable! Come on, let's get to know my other two teammates." Little Fatty pulled Xiao Miao towards his teammates: "By the way, buddy, what's your name?"

Xiao Miao: "...My name is Li Feiyu."

After sitting down, the three of them took turns giving brief self-introductions, and then continued to eat and chat happily.

Xiao Miao listened quietly, occasionally interjecting, and gradually became familiar with the three of them.

The types of talents of the three are unknown, but their levels are not high. The woman's talent level is white, while the chubby boy and the other man's talent levels are green.

The three didn't know each other in the main world, but gradually became familiar with each other after coming to this world and joining the Msco Continent Hotel, eventually forming a team.

They have made up their minds to abandon the world mission and actively disconnect from the main world, or rather, the system panel. The method is simple: accept the commission from the mainland hotel and then wait for the commission to fail.

There's no rush, because they still have unused Destiny Points, some of which are government loans.

After the panel disappears, their awakened talents will not disappear, but their Destiny Points will definitely be wasted. Therefore, the three have not yet implemented their escape plan. They intend to spend all their Destiny Points at this defection conference to prepare for their future happy life.

Xiao Miao suddenly realized that the government was also in a difficult position. They kindly provided loans to help newcomers get through the most difficult initial stage faster, but everyone was racking their brains to escape the main world.

Many people still took out loans and then ran away, causing incalculable losses to the government.

After breakfast, the three chubby kids decided to go and explore the venue of the defection conference.

Although the conference had not yet officially started, many Skywalkers had already arrived. The three of them decided to try their luck and see if they could buy any good items that the system had certified.

"Li Feiyu, are you going?"

"Yes, of course I'll go." Xiao Miao readily agreed, but his mind was already wandering to the pile of junk in the system's card library.

As the number of draws from the Fate Dice increases, the amount of junk cards in the deck also increases rapidly, piling up like a mountain.

If we can transform these cold, useless cards into a warm balance of Destiny Points, then this defection conference won't have been a waste!

There are ways to deal with the US dollars and hotel gold coins that I can't spend.