Alien Hotel.

Chapter 444 In Death...

A mass of grayish-black crystalline material, resembling withered roots, floated silently in space, bathed in the glow of distant stars. The planetary shield of the Taixu Spiritual Pivot lay tens of kilometers below it, shimmering with a faint, misty light.

The ugly seed remained just a stone's throw from its ultimate goal—either asleep or already dead.

The emergency-launched star-protecting forces hovered near the shield node, forming a defensive line using a magnificent celestial palace that had been urgently maneuvered there. Experts from various sects were on high alert, watching the strange crystal with utmost caution, wary of it suddenly crashing towards their home planet.

But several tens of minutes passed, and the "star body" remained motionless.

"Is it really dead?" Eileen leaned against the observation window in the command hall, staring wide-eyed at the crumpled "crystal" in distant space, her curiosity tinged with a hint of nervousness. "Could it be that C-shaped buckle was right, and this thing ran out of fuel as soon as it came from the desert?"

This unexpected situation left the various experts gathered on the planetary defense line in a dilemma. For a moment, no one dared to make a rash judgment—to fight or not to fight? If they didn't fight, this thing would remain hovering above their home planet; if they did fight, what if they provoked it? After all, it didn't seem to have any "intention" to launch an attack... But the opponent was the "Dark Angel." Did it really have a concept like "intention" that could be rationally explained?
Yu Sheng received a communication from the "Tai'a" satellite.

“We released a mechanical bird, but that thing didn’t react to the mechanical bird’s approach,” Yuan Hao’s figure appeared above the communicator, his expression solemn. “Divine sense couldn’t penetrate the thing’s interior, but we can roughly determine that its core still has some energy reaction… We dare not let anyone get too close, lest they be affected by mental pollution.”

Yu Sheng listened attentively, then slowly raised his head, gazing at the "star body" in space, as if making a decision.

After a moment, he let out a soft breath and broke the silence: "I'll go over there."

"You..." Master Yuanhao opened his mouth, as if subconsciously wanting to say something, but he suddenly stopped before he could speak—he recalled the bloody storm in Shuji, and after a slight change in his expression, he continued, "How confident are you?"

“It’s hard to say, but this may be the last chance,” Yu Sheng said slowly. “I can’t create another storm like that in the Taixu Lingshu. If the ‘Star Derivation Body’ really falls into the atmosphere, even I won’t be able to stop it. So, I might as well go and try it out before it moves.”

Yuan Hao looked at Yu Sheng through the communication interface for a while, then slowly nodded.

"Understood. What do you need us to do?"

“No need, just move further away,” Yu Sheng thought for a moment and then added, “And in case I make a mistake, you must do your best to intercept Him in the atmosphere—no matter what, you must not let Him touch the surface of the Taixu Spiritual Pivot.”

"it is good."

After ending communication with the "Tai'a", Yu Sheng let out a soft breath and stood up from the captain's seat.

The fox next to him immediately stood up: "My benefactor, shall I take you there?"

“No, this time it’s going to be direct contact with the core of the Dark Angel, it’s too dangerous,” Yu Sheng waved his hand, “I’ll go myself.”

"Well..." Hu Li thought for a moment, then reached behind her and pulled out a tail. "I'll use my tail to take you there~"

Yu Sheng's eye twitched.

To be fair, this is indeed a standard problem-solving approach in a hotel; normally, this is how he and the fox girl always resolve things.

However, he suddenly had a different idea in this situation.

“At least we have a spaceship,” Yu Sheng grinned, his face showing eagerness. “I have a new gadget.”

A moment later, Yu Sheng arrived at a cabin located in the middle of the Otherworld Hotel.

In the spacious hangar, a large number of awe-inspiring silver-gray projectiles were neatly fixed on the supports. A heavy fortress torpedo was being transferred to the loading rail by a robotic arm, while several other robotic arms were busily dismantling the warhead shield of this terrifying weapon.

Yu Sheng stood next to this "torpedo" that looked like a small launch vehicle, his eyes shining.

Eileen was stunned by what she saw, staring blankly at Yu Sheng: "...Didn't you say that the ship's weapon subsystems were unusable?!"

“It’s unusable. The fire control and guidance units are still offline,” Yu Sheng said casually. “There’s only one launch tube available—and I can only activate it by directly ‘mind-controlling’ it.”

He paused for a moment, then added, "But a torpedo doesn't require complex subsystems to be involved when it's launched, and it's aimed at a fixed target. As long as you aim and launch it, that's all you need to do. Just ignite the engine and it's done."

Eileen was dumbfounded. After holding it in for a long time, she finally couldn't help but say, "So your 'new gadget' is to stuff yourself inside a torpedo and then launch yourself out?! Why don't you do something more mortal—or how about you consider the silly fox's tail? At least everyone's used to that kind of thing..."

Yu Sheng reached out and patted Eileen's head.

“The raccoon tail’s armor-piercing capability is not good,” he said with a serious expression. “That thing mainly deals explosive damage, and when it explodes, it will likely send most of me into space. I need to find a way to ‘drill’ into the interior of the star body as much as possible. This ‘boarding’ opportunity may only be once, and the best choice is a fortress-type torpedo specifically designed to counter capital warships and heavy fortifications.”

The little doll was stunned: "...So this is actually the result of your careful consideration?!"

“Nonsense, I’m always a thoughtful person!” Yu Sheng glared. “Ever since I learned about the ‘Star Spectrum,’ I’ve been racking my brains for ways to deal with it—do you think all my brilliant ideas and brilliant plans come from a sudden flash of inspiration?” Eileen nodded blankly: “Yeah, what else?”

As soon as she finished speaking, she leaped behind Hu Li and poked her head out from among a bunch of tails to look at Yu Sheng: "No taking revenge on public office! Also, does this... 'trick' you're using have a name?"

Yu Sheng was too lazy to argue with the puppet. Hearing the second half of the other party's sentence, he just grinned and casually said, "Considering the nature of this tactic and the vehicle used, I call it 'Boarding Yu Lei'..."

Eileen: "...?"

It took the little doll a while to figure out how the four characters "jumping to Yu Lei" were arranged. Just as she was about to say a few more words, Yu Sheng had already turned around and walked towards the giant warhead that had been "processed".

The warhead of the heavy fortress torpedo was completely removed, and a temporary support frame and a seat were welded into the empty payload compartment. Yu Sheng went in, secured himself in the chair, and the nearby robotic arm immediately began to move and start welding the protective cover of the payload compartment.

Just as the protective shell was about to close, Yu Sheng, sitting in the payload compartment, glanced out thoughtfully: "Should I say something now? Something a little more inspiring..."

"Shut up!" Eileen glared with her bloodshot eyes. "You've done all this hellish stuff and now you're thinking about worldly matters?!"

Hu Li thought for a moment, then stepped forward and said, "My benefactor, come back for dinner when you're done."

Luna nodded beside her: "Yes, that's right."

Sitting in the torpedo payload bay, Yu Sheng suddenly felt a bit gloomy about life. The thought of such a brilliant idea being met with these reactions made him wonder what kind of people he was surrounded by...

The next second, everything around him truly went dark.

"...It seems like we should put a light in here."

Yu Sheng belatedly realized this in the darkness.

Then, he switched to the perception and perspective of the Otherworld Hotel and issued the launch command.

A slight tremor is followed by acceleration that can instantly kill an ordinary person.

The airlock opened, the pipeline depressurized, and along with a trace of gas escaping into space, a silver-gray dot flew out from the launch tube in the middle of the Alien Hotel.

After a brief glide, the torpedo engine ignited, and the specially modified "ammunition" streaked across space in a silent, bright line, flying straight toward the "dark angel" that hovered quietly in the distant darkness.

Countless celestial ships hovering in high orbits simultaneously observed the tiny missile—although it was enormous compared to a human, it still looked like an insignificant little insect in front of that gray-black "crystal cluster".

Moments later, the "insect" came into contact with the celestial body.

The massive explosion or the dramatic display of power from the "secret weapon" that many had anticipated did not occur—the entire contact was silent, with almost no sparks. The fortified torpedo, its warhead removed, struck a point where the crystal cluster's roots were entangled, creating a small flash of light. It then directly shattered the cluster's loose and fragile surface, breaking through several "crystal branches" before finally becoming stuck deep within the crystal structure.

After that, the small amount of explosives carried in the torpedo payload compartment was activated, and a faint flash disappeared within the crystal cluster.

Yu Sheng also vanished in a flash.

In the chaotic darkness, with his five senses feeling empty and adrift, Yu Sheng felt as if he were floating in a boundless void, a feeling so familiar it was like coming home.

He has even become adept at quickly reconstructing his "self-awareness" in this void, and using the connection established through blood to restore his perception of the real world ahead of time.

Like now.

He felt himself dissipating into a cold, hard substance, feeling himself seeping into the crystal, like seeping into a new body. He felt himself coming into contact with something remaining in the crystal, feeling a faint light gradually appearing in the darkness... and a sound.

"Go...find a new home, settle down, and then figure out how to survive..."

His eyes shot open.

Amidst the chaotic interplay of light and shadow, a hazy yet familiar figure stood not far away.

"Fellow Daoist, you've arrived."

(End of this chapter)