Excessive ferocity due to caution

Zhao Yi held the wine glass in one hand, not putting it down for a long time.

He was thinking.

The five-petaled chandelier in the private room cast a warm light on his forehead, and the shadow conveniently concealed Zhao Yi's expression.

"You want to break free from the church's control?"

Zhao Yi's voice echoed in the small room, possessing a certain magical power.

The clown picked up some snacks to go with his drinks and casually remarked:

"Disaster."

I thought about it years ago.

"Later, my thinking wasn't so naive anymore."

"I just wanted... to be freer, and for them not to bother me."

Zhao Yi calmed down for a while.

"That inventor's body is very important to me."

The clown then said:

"Freedom is also very important to me."

The two exchanged a glance, understanding each other perfectly.

Zhao Yi swirled the wine glass in his hand, causing ripples to spread, but no wine spilled.

"Dealing with these people would be extremely dangerous."

"If it weren't dangerous, I wouldn't have come looking for you."

"You seem very confident."

"It shows they have a lot of confidence in you."

The two exchanged questions and answers, and Zhao Yi remained silent for a long time before the clown spoke:

"I wouldn't normally want to do something so extremely risky, but your scheme against the mountain god and your killing of it made me realize that anything is possible with human effort."

"I've never tried to rebel before, so this might be a good opportunity."

"The church's central forces are far from here; the road is blocked, and it would take them a tremendous amount of effort to get here."

"Moreover, most of the church's power is tightly controlled by the Fifth Federation, so if we can get rid of this group of people, we can be stable for a long time to come."

After a pause, the clown placed his hands on the table, his eyes gleaming:

"Most importantly, beings of the Great Fiend level and above have no way to reach this area through that broken path!"

Zhao Yi was slightly surprised:

Why?

The clown explained:

"I don't know the specific reason either."

"All I know is that there's something strange about that broken road."

"The church tried every means to repair that path, but ultimately failed."

"Existences exceeding the Great Ferocity level cannot cross that path using any currently known means, including... spatial jumps!"

Zhao Yi stopped swaying and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

"Keep an eye on them."

"Let's see how things go first."

"Contact me immediately if you have any news."

The clown nodded, bid farewell to Zhao Yi, and told him that it had already spoken to the bar manager and that all of his expenses here would be charged to the clown.

After the clown left, Zhao Yi went to the bar and asked the bartender who was mixing drinks:

"Have you seen someone wearing khaki clothes at a bar recently...?"

Zhao Yi relayed the description of the captain's appearance, as described by Marlowe, to the bartender.

The latter thought about it carefully and said ambiguously:

"It seems like there is... but it seems like there isn't."

"I don't remember very clearly..."

Zhao Yi pulled out a 1,000 yuan note from his pocket and handed it to the bar.

The bartender took the ghost money, stuffed it into his pocket, and continued mixing drinks for the customer with practiced ease, but decisively said:

"Room No. 9."

Zhao Yi thanked him, adjusted his collar, and discreetly walked through the crowd.

Arriving at a long, brightly lit corridor, Zhao Yi knocked on the door of private room number 9.

Inside, the room was brightly lit and filled with a chaotic scene of ghosts dancing wildly. Many indecent scenes were laid bare before Zhao Yi, but he calmly entered the private room and took out a cigarette from the pipe on the table and lit it.

"Miss, please put your clothes on."

Zhao Yi exhaled a smoke ring and said this.

The female ghost in front of him traced her fingertip across the corner of her mouth, a greedy glint in her eyes.

"How interesting... that a living person would dare to come to a place like this..."

"Come here, little brother, let me play with you..."

Zhao Yi blinked as he watched the exposed female ghost slowly walk towards him:

"My gun is big, you'll have to bear with it."

The female ghost was taken aback upon hearing this, then giggled.

"I've seen plenty of men who brag..."

She stopped abruptly halfway through her sentence, her face deathly pale and her body trembling.

A blue-fire Gatling gun barrel, thicker than her neck, was already pressed against her forehead!

This weapon made her genuinely feel dangerous!

"Good brother... I have no grudge against you, please don't go too far..."

The woman's voice trembled.

Zhao Yi glanced at the other restless ghosts in the room.

The atmosphere was tense and imminent!

"I'm not here to cause you trouble, I'm just here to find a ghost."

After Zhao Yi told everyone who he was looking for, a ghost immediately stepped forward and said:

The ghost you're looking for is gone.

Zhao Yi pulled out a large handful of ghost money.

"Tell me where he went, and this money is yours."

The ghosts couldn't take their eyes off the ghost money in Zhao Yi's hand.

"He went to the ghost hotel."

The exposed female ghost spoke extremely fast, her smile blooming like a chrysanthemum.

"This guy goes into Wilderness Bar at 8 o'clock every day and leaves at 10 o'clock, and he always goes to room number 9... It's pretty strange."

Another fat ghost chimed in:

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Every time he comes to the bar, he only drinks the same drinks and never talks to anyone else."

Another female ghost, whose figure was slightly thinner, said weakly:

"What I find strangest is that every time he comes, he's dressed very formally, as if he's on a date with a girl... He also orders drinks for two, but he's always a ghost..."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yi couldn't help but ask:

"Where is the ghost hotel located?"

The mention of the ghost hotel immediately silenced the private room.

"That place is in the desolate mountains to the north... It's an abandoned old hotel. That place is terrifying; every year, many people and ghosts mysteriously disappear there..."

"That's why it's called a ghost hotel!"

Zhao asked the people present for the exact location of the Ghost Hotel, then placed the money on the table, put away the Gatling gun, and left...

PS:

Second update, slightly shorter.

Thank you for reading.

Ready to start the next dungeon.

Goodnight, my darlings!