It's time to become an evil god.

The surroundings were deathly silent, like the calm before a storm.

pat.

The first raindrop fell from the overcast sky. The droplet landed on the wriggling tentacle, immediately burning a rough, bloody mark. The tentacle recoiled in pain and quickly retracted under Bai Ge's skin.

The broken umbilical cord of the ancient god emerged from its chest and rubbed against Bai Ge's neck like a kitten, indicating that it was injured and asking for kisses and hugs.

Clutching the tattered umbilical cord of the ancient god, Bai Ge ran quickly towards the hotel. Behind him, corrosive acid rain began to fall, a dense, green downpour that almost covered most of the city. Wherever it touched, reinforced concrete was easily melted, dripping onto the ground like candle wax, leaving the ground riddled with pits and craters.

A heart-wrenching wail echoed from afar, like a player in a game being punished by the system for failing to reach the safe zone as the poison circle shrank. Bai Ge, at the last moment before the acid rain arrived, leaped up and landed on the threshold, narrowly avoiding the corrosive acid rain.

Bai Ge, however, did not notice the Cecil Hotel sign on the top floor of the hotel.

Pushing open the glass doors of the Glass Hotel and entering the lobby, I found it empty, with only a chilly wind blowing in.

It looked as if no one had been here for a long time. The crystal chandeliers and furniture hanging in the hall were covered with dust, and many places were covered with white cloth, concealing the secrets of time.

The ground was covered with countless dusty footprints, seemingly indicating that many others had arrived at this eerie hotel before me.

pat.

The dim lights came on, and a middle-aged man with a stern expression stood at the front desk, his hands clasped on the counter. He raised his droopy eyelids, glanced at the intruder, and asked, "Sir, this hotel is haunted. Are you sure you want to stay here?"

Bai Ge nodded seriously, "Haunted? That's perfect, I'm a ghost anyway."

The other person looked him up and down with a questioning gaze. "Are you a ghost?"

"Yeah, you poor bastard, what's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing."

The hotel receptionist's lips twitched; it seemed she had never encountered such a bizarre guest before.

He pulled a thick notebook from under the table, pushed it in front of the other person, and said, "Please register your information."

Bai Ge glanced at the waiter, who still had a rigid and serious expression without a trace of a smile. Combined with his cheekbones and angular face, he looked like a talking corpse.

The notebook was filled with names, the ink still wet from the last entry, and even the name of Section Chief Xing was recorded there.

He pointed to the name on the sign and asked, "Wait a minute, could you tell me which room this person is staying in?"

"I'm sorry, our store is obligated to keep each customer's information confidential."

The hotel receptionist said sternly, "We cannot disclose our customers' privacy at will."

After a moment of silence, Bai Ge took out a stun gun from his inventory and placed it on the table.

"Should we go for the cows or keep it a secret?"

The hotel receptionist's lips twitched slightly. He tore off a sticky note, quickly wrote a line, and handed it to Bai Ge as if nothing had happened.

Bai Ge was very satisfied with the tactful behavior of the hotel front desk staff.

However, Bai Ge quickly noticed a strange statue on the table. It was an indescribable object made up of countless heads, giving people a creepy and eerie feeling.

Bai Ge clicked his tongue in amazement and exclaimed, "Wow, this ancient god statue in your shop is quite unique. Which ancient god does it serve?"

The waiter, who had been looking down, glanced up and awkwardly explained, "Um... actually, those are just some useless discarded Barbie dolls pieced together to make an ornament..."

"..."

"Also, sir, your room key has been issued, and your room is 404."

The other person handed Bai Ge a dirty room key and said in a deep voice, "One more thing, no matter what noises you hear in the hallway at night, it's best not to open the door rashly, and don't try to peek out out of curiosity."

Bai Ge frowned and asked, "Why?"

"there is nothing."

The hotel receptionist maintained his mechanical, rigid expression. "This is advice and warning for you, sir."

Chapter 173 You're in Trouble Now

This was supposed to be an update last night. I finished writing it around 3 AM, but I wasn't satisfied with it and didn't post it. I revised it again this morning and posted it now.

Bai Ge took the room key and note handed to him and walked deeper into the corridor. There was nothing strange about the room key, but the words on the crooked note in Bai Ge's hand aroused his vigilance.

"The people you're looking for live in room 1003. They just headed towards the restaurant."

"Dining room?"

Bai Ge was filled with doubt. How could there be a restaurant in such a godforsaken place? It was probably all Kejia cuisine or other bizarre and dark delicacies, such as Stargazing with Swedish fermented herring, or Five-nut mooncake stir-fried with tomatoes and watermelon, etc., which were so strange that they were comparable to the taste of ancient gods, repeatedly lowering the bar for humanity.

Walking through the corridor lined with oil paintings and statues, Bai Ge entered the restaurant. He didn't see Section Chief Xing, only a pig-headed, human-bodied monster wearing a white, tight-fitting vest that couldn't even contain his muscular physique, standing in the window with his back to him, seemingly busy with something.

Bai Ge tentatively greeted her, "Hello?"

The other person waved impatiently and said, "I'm busy here. Go over there and write down the dishes you want to order and the table number, and I'll bring them up to you in a bit."

So this restaurant is a buffet?

After seeing the paper and pen on the side, Bai Ge hurriedly wrote down the names of the dishes according to the recipe and placed them on the table. Then he found a seat and sat down.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered a few strange-looking players scattered in the corner of the living room. They were staring at him with malicious eyes, as if they wanted to devour him alive.

"These people should all be players who have moved in. Their presence here means that nothing will happen for the time being. It seems that this mission is a bit bad. Not only do we have to be wary of the dangers in the dungeon world, but we also have to watch out for ambushes from other malicious players."

Some players still maintained their human appearance, while others, who were not human, appeared somewhat eerie. At this moment, the hall seemed like a dark forest, and every player was a hunter holding a shotgun, carefully trying not to be discovered. Everyone was trying their best to conceal their cards and wait for the target to be exposed.

Bai Ge didn't know what the other players' tasks were, and they were also unaware of Bai Ge's true intentions.

As a result, the atmosphere in the restaurant was in a precarious dynamic equilibrium, with no one daring to make any rash moves.

The carefully crafted tense atmosphere was shattered the next second by the hotel restaurant staff.

The pig-headed, human-bodied chef stormed out, wielding a spatula, and yelled, "Who the hell ordered the 'ten-year-old loli claypot rice' and only wanted the loli, not the rice or the cooked rice? I'll say it again, we're a legitimate hotel, not some human trafficking ring!"

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Bai Ge raised her hand, feigning apology, and said, "How about I change it to something else?"

The enraged chef slammed the spatula on the ground, pulled out paper and pen from his chest to take notes, and impatiently asked, "What do you want to eat?"

After a moment of contemplation, Bai Ge said, "Broken internal organs, congealed blood, entwined tentacles, lifeless eyes, twisted and bizarre plants, withered limbs, a mutilated brain, and scarlet fruit. Rolling in the contrast of red and white, and falling silent in the fusion of yellow and brown!"

The pig-headed chef took several deep breaths to suppress the urge to rush into the kitchen and grab a knife. He felt his blood pressure spike instantly, as if he were about to burst from anger. Even in the Paradise Factory District, facing that damned priest, he had never experienced such a surge in blood pressure.

It asked furiously, "Can't you fucking speak like a human being?"

"Hmm, I want honeycomb tripe, blood tofu, squid tentacles, sheep's eyeballs, kelp knots, marinated pork, boiled pig brain, tomatoes, a spicy and clear broth hot pot, and sour plum juice with lemon slices."

"For God's sake."

After taking notes, the hot-tempered chef stormed back to the kitchen, cursing as he went.

"I really want to run you over with a dump truck."

……

Instead of bringing Bai Ge a steaming hot pot with two broths, the chef brought out a pot that looked like a stew, with thick broth still bubbling and boiling.

The chef stood in front of him with ill intent, staring intently at him, as if he wanted to watch Bai Ge drink the entire pot of his culinary disaster in one gulp.

Bai Ge ladled out a bowl of meat soup, blew on it gently, and frowned.

The chef, holding a cleaver in one hand, asked impatiently, "Why aren't you eating yet?"

"Hmm, it seems to be missing something."

Bai Ge took out a bag of powder from his pocket, tore it open, poured everything in, stirred it a few times, and finally relaxed his furrowed brows, revealing a smile. "It's all set now."

Are you questioning my professional competence as a chef?

Oink snatched the spoon from Bai Ge's lips, took a sip of soup, smacked his lips, and his narrow, pig-like snout twitched. He frowned and said, "What seasoning did you add? I can't taste a thing."

Bai Ge said with a serious expression, "You put out rat poison, so what?"

"Grass."

Oink suddenly stood up and rushed towards the toilet, then let out a violent retching sound. The other guests in the restaurant glanced at their watches, whispered a few words to their companions, and then quickly stood up and left the restaurant to return to their rooms.

Bai Ge's gaze fell on the wall, where the digital clock showed the time as 17:35 PM, indicating that night was approaching.

Bai Ge analyzed to himself, "Judging from the situation just now, there's nothing unusual about the hotel right now. Does that mean it's a safe period during the day, and strange things only happen at night?"

Thinking of this, Bai Ge also stood up and prepared to take the elevator to room 404.

He pressed the button on the old-fashioned gated elevator, entered the elevator, and pressed the button for the fourth floor.

The gate slowly closed, and the elevator was ascending. When it reached the third floor, the elevator stopped briefly, and the gate slowly opened, revealing a strange woman who looked like a mutilated corpse, her cloudy, grayish-white eyes staring at Bai Ge.

The other person's skull had been dented by a blunt object, with blood scabs and black hair sticking together in a messy mess.

The woman had multiple bruises on her face, and even more horrifying was the serrated cut that ran from the corners of her mouth to both sides, severing her jawbone and masseter muscle. The wound extended all the way to her earlobes, giving the victim a bizarre, circus-like smile.

What's even more disgusting is that the mouth has become severely rotten and is filled with white wax.

The woman entered the elevator. There was a deep, bone-revealing laceration on her lower abdomen. The wound had already turned white and stretched almost across her entire waist.

She stared at Bai Ge, tossing her long black hair in an attempt to strike a seductive pose. However, the combination of her terrifying appearance and the gesture only made her look eerie and unsettling.

She opened her mouth, and white wax kept falling out; she didn't even have many teeth left.

Am I beautiful?

Bai Ge swallowed hard and whispered, "I know a good plastic surgeon. Would you like to consider him?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the lights in the elevator began to flicker, making the ghostly figure before them appear even more terrifying.

Am I still beautiful?

The voice became vicious and resentful, the woman's eyes were filled with malice and hatred, and the temperature in the elevator dropped sharply, so much so that one could even exhale a breath of white air.

"Don't you have any idea what you look like?"

The woman grinned maliciously as she approached Bai Ge. The next moment, the wriggling umbilical cord of the ancient god emerged from Bai Ge's sleeve, twisting its small waist and blocking Bai Ge's way, angrily warning him not to bully its master.

Bai Ge showed no sign of panic. Instead, he drew the Demon King's bone hammer from his available quest items, swung it lightly, and instantly sliced ​​the female ghost's long black hair into a shaved head. He then confidently sheathed the weapon and calmly asked, "What do you want?"

The woman paused for a moment, and the flickering lights suddenly became bright. She silently took a step back, shook her head, and said, "Ah, it's alright, brother."

Ding dong.

Just then, the elevator doors on the fourth floor opened, and the woman hurriedly prepared to escape, only to hear the man in front of her say softly, "No, you're in trouble now."