Alien Hotel.

Chapter 477 Returning to the Boundary City
A thousand peaks of sacred mountains, viewed from the Cloud Viewing Platform.

“We’re heading back to the border area today,” Yu Sheng said, glancing back at Zheng Zhi, who was still sitting in the rocking chair by the door basking in the sun, and Long Hair and Snow White, who were playing badminton in the open space next to them. He then looked back at Yuan Ling Zhenren and said, “In a little while, No. 66 Wutong Road will be ‘transferred,’ and then Guanyuntai will return to its original state. There might be some spatial fluctuations at that time, so I’m letting you know in advance.”

“Understood,” Yuanling Zhenren stroked his beard, then sighed, “Although I know you will have to go back sooner or later, it still feels a bit sudden… I’ve gotten used to you living here. Are you really not going to stay a few more days? The air on this mountain is good, and it’s also good for the children.”

“Hey, we’ll leave a ‘gate’ anyway,” Yu Sheng laughed when he heard this. “I’m just moving the house back. The portal to the valley will still be left on the Cloud Viewing Platform. The children can come over anytime. You can also go to that ‘valley’ to find me whenever you have time.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than the door of No. 66 Wutong Road was pushed open, and Hu Li walked out carrying a door on his shoulder, saying as he went, "My benefactor! Where should I put this?"

Yu Sheng then casually pointed to a spot on the side of Guanyuntai near the mountain wall: "Just stick it here, I'll enchant it."

Then Yuanling and Yuanhao watched as Yu Sheng walked over, and watched as he fiddled around drawing arrays and bleeding people. The door in the middle suddenly "grew" as if it were alive, with a bunch of nerve and blood vessel-like proliferating structures gradually merging the door with the mountain. Seeing this, Yuanling couldn't help but nudge Yuanhao beside her with her elbow: "Senior brother, you are skilled in weapon crafting, can you figure out what's going on?"

Yuan Hao was overcome with grief: "How could I possibly understand anything? You've drunk all my three-hundred-year-old Spirit Frost Brew..."

"Senior brother, your thinking is not clear. If you are so attached to material things, you will definitely not have a good time next time you undergo tribulation... Alright, I won't say anything more."

While the two old immortals were talking, Yu Sheng had already finished "setting up" the fixed door. He clapped his hands, raised his hand to Hu Li's mouth and asked her to help him lick the blood off his hand, while looking at his "masterpiece" with satisfaction.

A simple-looking wooden door is embedded in the mountain wall of the Cloud-Viewing Platform. Around the door is a haphazardly combined structure. To the left is a beautiful view of the fairy mountains and sea of ​​clouds, and to the right are pavilions and towers surrounded by spiritual energy. The door sandwiched in the middle looks like a jade screen worth eight million that has a hole in the middle and was repaired with electrical tape...

Eileen sat on Yu Sheng's shoulders, ominous stars floating around her head. The little doll, arms crossed, observed for a long time before finally unable to hold back: "It's so damn ugly..."

Yu Sheng said with a serious expression, "To be honest, it's true."

Even so, there were still people praising them. Xuan Che, who had come to "observe the ceremony" early in the morning with his master and uncles, stood to the side with a serious expression. After hearing Yu Sheng and Eileen's conversation, he immediately said, "It does have a feeling of returning to simplicity and the great way is simple."

"Whether it's simple or not, it's like this anyway. My skill level is limited," Yu Sheng laughed, then casually took a small bowl from Luna next to him and called to Yuan Ling and the others, "Come on, there's one last step."

Yuan Ling curiously leaned over to take a look and saw that there was a small amount of fresh blood in the small bowl.

"What does this mean?"

"The access control for opening the doors," Yu Sheng said casually, "is that only those who have been 'bled' by me can open these portals. After being 'bled', you will be able to see No. 66 Wutong Road just like Zheng Zhi did. This restriction prevents people from trespassing and makes it convenient for you to come and find me at any time. It's very simple, just touch your finger."

Seeing this, Yuan Hao blinked and pinched his chin: "...What's the principle behind this?"

Before he could finish speaking, Yuan Ling grabbed his hand and dipped his finger into the bowl, saying, "Why are you thinking so much? Just try it first! Che'er, you try it too!"

“No rush, no rush,” Yu Sheng said, watching with amusement, “If it’s not enough, I have more…”

As he spoke, he looked up at the Thousand Peaks Spirit Mountain disciples he had recently become familiar with: "Anyone else who wants some is welcome, or anyone you know who has been playing well with the kids in my valley these past few days, feel free to try... dip them all in, it's free anyway..."

……

The border area, Jiecheng, Wutong Road in the old town.

Deep in the old streets, a small, narrow open space was deserted. There were no passersby around the space, only a few uninhabited houses standing around it. It looked as if the entire area had been forgotten by this bustling city, which was almost a "cosmic hub".

Then suddenly, the tranquility of the open space was broken.

Suddenly, a tremor ran through the narrow alleyway, and ripples spread throughout the entire space. Several houses that were originally closely connected were instantly "split apart" by some invisible force, just as folds that had been folded in some invisible dimension were suddenly stretched and smoothed out. The area of ​​the open space expanded dozens of times in the blink of an eye, and only gradually returned to calm after several violent tremors.

However, no one could perceive these drastic changes—even if an ordinary person were standing here, they would only think that everything was normal and that this place had always been like this.

A small shack with a sign for a parcel collection point suddenly appeared at a nearby intersection, at the "critical point" between the open space and the surrounding streets and alleys.

Immediately afterwards, a door suddenly opened in the air a dozen meters away from the cabin, and Yu Sheng pushed it open and walked out.

Before my eyes were no longer the celestial mountains and auspicious clouds of Qianfeng Lingshan, but familiar old streets and alleys. In the distance was a bright sky divided by the city's tall buildings. The aroma of braised meat wafted from a small restaurant at the end of the street, and distant car horns and music rang in my ears—a bit noisy, but familiar and reassuring.

Yu Sheng walked to the open space by the door, took a deep breath in this bustling metropolis, and stretched vigorously: "Ah—I'm finally back." A head with long silver hair nuzzled his arm, and then the fox spirit girl also stretched vigorously, took a deep breath, and then her eyes lit up: "...Uncle Wang's braised pork is ready!"

“Go ahead,” Yu Sheng said with a smile, ruffling the fox’s head. “Get me a copy too.”

Before he could finish speaking, a flash of silver light appeared before his eyes, and the raccoon dog darted off like a wild Samoyed. Yu Sheng, following behind, shouted urgently, "Put your ears back! Turn your hair back! Tail! Oh, tail—"

“Oh, it’s alright,” Eileen said casually, swaying back and forth on Yu Sheng’s shoulders. “It’s not the first time she’s forgotten to pack her things when she goes out… She just tells people she’s from the 2D world.”

Yu Sheng was taken aback: "...She even knows about anime and manga?"

Eileen said smugly, "I taught you!"

Yu Sheng felt that his innocent fox-like daughter would eventually be corrupted by Eileen, who was always stirring up trouble.

But then he remembered that Hu Li seemed to be diligently teaching Eileen how to dig holes and make tunnels.

Luna usually seems honest, but every now and then a whole bunch of high-definition dirt on everyone is secretly taken from who-knows-where in the Xenospace Hotel database.

That's just how the hostel's corporate culture is.

Yu Sheng sighed deeply: "Alas, in the end, I am still the more steady and reliable person."

The little doll then started ruffling his hair: "What's gotten into you all of a sudden? Why are you suddenly so narcissistic?"

Yu Sheng ignored it, simply blocking the little thing's restless paws with his hand, and then looked up in a certain direction as if sensing something.

The next second, he saw a familiar figure riding an electric scooter at the intersection not far away.

Li Lin arrived, not wearing the Secret Service uniform, but in a loose sweatshirt, and waved from afar.

As he got closer, he parked his car in front of the small shack that read "Courier Collection Point." He looked up at the sign for "Xingchen Metro Wutong Road Collection Point," his face showing a sentimental expression as if he were a corporate slave who had just started working and discovered that his workstation had grown legs and run away on his second day at the company, and after two months of being a special agent in a miserable new job, he saw his workstation run back to him.

"I'm finally back! I even bought a new kettle here, but I haven't even had a chance to use it yet..."

As they were talking, Zheng Zhi pushed open the door of the small house and came out, greeting Li Lin with great enthusiasm: "Hey, Brother Li, you're here! Let me tell you, your kettle is really useful..."

Li Lin: "..."

"Long time no see," Yu Sheng walked over and patted Li Lin on the shoulder. "I heard you went on vacation?"

“I’ve been back for a while. I was on a mission and got a little polluted in that foreign land, so I took a few days off,” Li Lin said, turning his head and putting aside the sadness brought on by the kettle for the time being. “It can’t compare to the great things you guys have been doing out there—oh right, long time no see, Eileen and Luna.”

He paused, then looked at Yu Sheng: "You're staying for a while this time, right? Are you leaving again?"

“I don’t plan to travel far for a long time. Even if I go to another place, it will probably just be for a temporary opening,” Yu Sheng said casually, then suddenly laughed. “Don’t worry, I will definitely tell you and Zheng Zhi in advance when I ‘move’ next time.”

“That’s alright,” Li Lin sighed. “You wouldn’t believe it, I just went to the supermarket to buy something that day, and when I came back, my workstation was gone. Then the team leader dragged me out for fieldwork…”

As he kept muttering to himself, Yu Sheng became increasingly embarrassed, but fortunately, the embarrassment was quickly interrupted—a cell phone rang.

“Mine,” Yu Sheng said, taking his phone out of his pocket and glancing at the caller ID on the screen, “your bureau chief.”

Li Lin instantly fell silent.

Yu Sheng answered the phone, and Baili Qing's calm yet slightly magnetic voice quickly came through the receiver: "It's me—are you back? If you're not busy, come to the Special Operations Bureau?"

(End of this chapter)