The Strange Hotel is a crucial facility that cannot be overlooked in the Border Abyss.

Nominally, it's a hotel chain spanning all of Border Abyss, but in reality, it functions like an office building offering accommodation, rental services, and handling various tasks like receiving commissions and issuing documents. Whether it's official bounties or underground jailbreaks and assassinations, even smuggling and black market operations, you can find it all at Strange Hotel.

Despite its vast array of services, the Strange Hotel doesn't have much of a background. It's simply that its founder, Coffint Stre, has a rather capable son — Gu Xusi.

This name might be unfamiliar, but if you mention his nickname, it might be quite recognizable.

The pathway of the Destroyer — Chief God of the King of Overlord.

Not just that, he's among the few in recent years to have fought his way through the Mass Abyss Battlefield, earning a fearsome reputation that compelled the Old Gods to willingly surrender their Godhood to him.

Furthermore, with the "Collapsed Homeland" narrative of the Overlord being rooted in Border Abyss, Gu Xusi's success serves as a stable foundation for his hometown that advocates neutrality and peace.

This helps the entire Border Abyss to develop collectively, further enhancing the foundation of cooperation to meet production needs.

It's safe to say that Gu Xusi is not just a strong figure with commanding power; he's also a wise thinker with the mindset of a king. These actions have garnered him much support from the neutral kingdoms.

Caramel Snail read the first batch of the Lower Starry Abyss players' strategies and found the nearest Strange Hotel to settle down for the time being.

Though he was penniless, the Strange Hotel didn't reject him. Instead, they introduced him to some work, doing odd jobs to pay off his room fee, after which the manager directed him to register as a hotel member and take on various tasks.

No exaggeration here, this was much more convenient than the Azure Star or Valkyrie Fortress. The technology of his homeland emphasizes harmonious development between humans and nature, and the hotel is filled with a comforting fragrance. The seemingly artificial landscapes of reliefs and counters, upon touching, reveal a flowing, astonishing life force.

The Strange Hotel is alive.

But this is in the Border Abyss, so even a temporal reversal wouldn't be surprising. Only in Border Abyss can you witness such a spectacle of race with no distinctions.

The Bug People and Avians chat about family matters in a corner, Demons and Celestial Beings freely debate politics, and a Succubus and a virgin... uh, they're really just playing chess, having just moved their generals, chariots, knights, and soldiers.

The hotel lobby is not boisterous; hardly anyone quarrels here. It's the rule.

The Overlord observes each of his hotels. Choosing to stay also means becoming his Guest Elder, enjoying benefits but naturally having to follow his rules.

Fortunately, more and more players are taking advantage of the Empire turmoil to sneak in, and the shared knowledge and strategies are increasing, with Caramel Snail joining several group chats of smuggling players.

The worthiness of the solo duel runner-up title is here, though it doesn't match the title of the strongest Martial Artist, Long Yuqiong, among the Whale Faction Martial Artists, yet he's indisputably number one.

After exchanging information, a few people went about their business. Border Abyss has its busy affairs, but not like the Layer Abyss where things are overcrowded. Instead, they wander aimlessly, bumping into opportunities all around.

Without being surrounded by enthusiastic male fans, Caramel Snail breathed a sigh of relief. These days, everyone is getting more and more desperate. Even an old bull like him was eyed by Nan Tong, being called "husband, husband" all day long, which was just too terrifying.

Caramel Snail picked up a pot of free tea, trying several times to pour it, but stopped each time before the cup.

Things turned out this way, and he really didn't know what to do. He should say, he was a simple-minded person who spoke his mind, not expecting things to turn out like this.

A perfectly fine person... how did they just collapse like that?

Under the watchful eye of the Overlord, Caramel Snail didn't show any excitement. Actually, what he felt more was not guilt, but confusion.

It's like watching pigs fall into a ditch one after the other, being washed away by the water in succession, and still, they keep coming, leaving him bewildered.

You really wonder why? Was it all his fault?

Luckily, before long, a man arrives in a dusty manner, enters through the door, and goes directly to Caramel Snail, who is sitting in the round table area of the lobby, unable to pour water for half a day, finally interrupting his mental exhaustion.

He sat down boldly, picked up the teapot, and tilted his head back to gulp down a few swigs from the spout, then patted the bottom of the pot, wiped his mouth, licked his chapped lips, and looked at Caramel Snail with deep blue eyes, saying:

"I'm here."

Caramel Snail trembled and instinctively lowered his voice:

"You shouldn't have come..."

"Okay, okay, stop acting. You're the one who called me over."

As the newcomer uncovered his hood to reveal a head full of tangled hair and a shower of sand scattered down, it was Li Aozi, having switched to his True General account.

Caramel Snail scratched his head:

"Uh, sorry—hey, speaking of which, True General, is it because we haven't met for so long? You've suddenly become so cheerful."

"Cheerful? Me?" Li Aozi was surprised.

"Yeah, the last time we met, you spoke so straightforwardly and emotionlessly, like an AI. I didn't dare say anything in your presence."

Caramel Snail chuckled:

"After all, my social anxiety hasn't been a recent thing... but this time meeting, you feel different, more..."

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