Alien Hotel.

Chapter 507 We've pulled it back!

A strange, dim glow of unknown origin filled the entire space, and the air was filled with a stale smell that seemed to be mixed with chemicals. Zheng Zhi cautiously peeked out from his hiding place and carefully observed his current environment.

This is the interior of a large building. Outside, you can see a very spacious circular hall. The white walls and dome still faintly retain some of the grandeur of the past, but it is clear that the glory is long gone. A ring of pillars surrounds the hall, supporting the dome. Two of the pillars have collapsed and broken into several pieces in the center of the hall, with large pieces of debris scattered around them from the roof.

Above, on the high dome, one can see a central structure covered by a hemispherical glass structure. Perhaps due to the deformation caused by the collapse of the pillars, one-third of the shell has been broken, and outside the large hole, only a chaotic darkness can be seen, making it impossible to see the "sky".

Zheng Zhi is currently in a small cubicle in the corner of the hall—the cubicle is piled with a large number of rubbery, seemingly melted and haphazardly shaped "junk" items, whose original appearance is unrecognizable.

"Where am I...? Is this the kind of situation I'm supposed to face as an intern?"

Zheng Zhi muttered to himself with a tense expression, then looked down to check the things he was carrying with him—

The phone had no signal, the locator was giving an error, and the only weapon was a pistol for self-defense. Because it was the internship stage, I couldn't use high-powered fragmentation bullets and could only use ordinary rocket-propelled explosives. Besides that, all I had was the boxed lunch I was holding—the bad news was that there was only half left, but the good news was that there were still quite a lot of chicken nuggets.

Zheng Zhi recalled what he had learned during the training and what was taught in the operator's emergency manual, and found that the only part he could currently use was "maintaining a good mindset".

That's not difficult; he's always had a good mindset—and he's quite used to situations where he suddenly falls into strange places.

So he stayed in the hiding room for a while to get used to it, and then observed the situation in the main hall outside for a long time. After confirming that the place would not collapse for the time being and that there were no other suspicious living things in his sight, he boldly walked out.

He carefully made his way through the empty hall, passing between the broken pillars, trying to find an exit to return to the real world.

As he reached the other side of the hall, he turned back and glanced at the place he had just passed. He noticed a large graphic on the ground there—a pattern formed by alternating light and dark lines. Although a considerable portion of the pattern was covered by collapsed ruins, it was still possible to roughly determine that it resembled a spider.

Zheng Zhi searched through his limited knowledge of mysticism and exotic lands, but found no corresponding information.

He couldn't discern the style or origin of the building either.

After walking along the edge of the hall for a long time, he finally found a door that looked like an exit.

The door wasn't locked, just ajar. Zheng Zhi mustered his courage and pushed it open, finding it easy to open.

"At least we can get out of this dilapidated building..."

Zheng Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, pushed open the door and peeked out, but the half-sentence he was about to say was abruptly cut off in his throat, and the remaining breath he was holding back turned into a single exclamation: "...Holy shit!!"

Fortunately, he glanced outside first; otherwise, he almost stepped into the void.

There was nothing outside the hall—pushing open the door revealed a vast, chaotic, dark space, devoid of sky or earth, boundless and limitless!

"...This is really not a situation I, as an intern, should be facing..."

Zheng Zhi swallowed hard, his legs trembling slightly as he looked outside. After hesitating for several seconds, he mustered his courage and peeked his head out a little further, turning his head to look at both sides.

He saw that the entire hall he was in was floating in such darkness, and the hall itself seemed to be just a piece of structure torn off from a larger building.

He saw even more debris—building fragments of all sizes, and some were just bare stones and soil, floating in the surrounding darkness, as if stirred by an invisible force, aimlessly spinning and drifting in a void.

He stared outside for a long time, then finally took a deep breath, unable to resist the oppressive unease in his heart any longer, and abruptly looked away.

But in that instant when he looked away, he suddenly felt as if he saw something—in the deepest part of the darkness, there seemed to be some enormous structure floating in the center of a large number of wrecked fragments.

Zheng Zhi rubbed his eyes hard, trying his best to look into the darkness, attempting to discern the outline from the blurry, chaotic background, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

But after a while, he realized what was happening, quickly put the half-eaten lunchbox on the ground next to him, and then quickly took out his phone.

Even without a cell phone signal, you can still take photos without an internet connection—high-definition cameras powered by modern technology are better than the human eye.

Low light, night vision, deep space mode, AI compensation, intelligent overlay, all parameters maxed out.

Zheng Zhi pressed the shutter, trying his best to hold the phone steady, and finally saw a fairly clear image appear on the screen. A tall tower, built of an unidentified black material, stood tilted in the center of a large area of ​​rubble, seemingly floating in a void as if it pierced through the entire space.

Meanwhile, within the limited range that a mobile phone can capture, the tower also presents another eerie scene—its two ends seem to be infinitely "stretched," with no end in sight, even extending into the dark depths that the camera cannot capture.

Zheng Zhi gripped his phone tightly with both hands, his eyes wide open, staring at the image displayed on the screen.

After a while, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be something else at the edge of the screen.

Take a look, take a look, take a look...

A kind of fatal "attraction" seemed to be surging in his heart. Zheng Zhi felt a buzzing in his ears. He slowly raised his phone and pointed the camera at a certain position above the tower, constantly adjusting the image, trying to see more in that chaotic darkness. He didn't know how long he adjusted it before he finally saw some faint outlines appear in the center of the screen.

A dark star, a massive, pitch-black celestial body—like a giant moon—sat atop the endless tower, coldly suspended above the countless floating debris around it.

When Zheng Zhi suddenly woke up, he realized that he had somehow "walked out" of the broken hall where he had been hiding and was floating upwards uncontrollably.

He was drawn to that "black star" and drifted higher and higher into the sky.

A bone-chilling cold suddenly spread throughout his body. Zheng Zhi exclaimed "Damn it!" and tried his best to turn around and "run" back in this chaotic and helpless situation. However, there was nothing to hold onto in the surrounding environment. He could not break free from the enormous gravitational pull from the "Black Star" even with his hands and feet. He could only feel himself drifting faster and faster and flying higher and higher.

"Holy crap—" the unfortunate trainee cried out in mid-air, waving his arms and legs, "Help... Brother Yu, help me!"

He didn't know why he suddenly thought of calling for Yu Sheng to save him. Anyway, when he was desperate, the name just popped into his mind. And when he called it for the third time, a strange, cold feeling suddenly surged into his heart.

Zheng Zhi stared in astonishment as a jet-black thread appeared beside him. In the dim surroundings, the black thread was normally indistinguishable to the naked eye, but for some reason, it exuded an extremely strong "presence," even appearing to gleam with a blazing firelight in his field of vision.

Without even having time to think, Zheng Zhi reached out and grabbed the thin thread.

The bone-chilling cold almost made him let go of her hand the next second.

But in reality, he couldn't loosen his grip even if he wanted to. The thread seemed to be alive, instantly wrapping itself tightly around him, followed by a sudden, immense pulling force.

He also heard some familiar voices enter his ears—

"I've got it! Ouch, it's a bit heavy... my arm, my arm is about to break! Yu Sheng, give me a hand!"

Immediately following was a chaotic roar.

Eileen cried out "Ouch!" and fell backward. Luckily, Yu Sheng was right behind her, and the little doll only bumped into his leg. A jet-black spider silk flew into the air—the silk sliced ​​through the air like a hot knife through butter, creating a twisted slit. A figure flew out of the slit, still paddling in the air as it flew.

Zheng Zhi was pulled back by Eileen.

Several people immediately surrounded him, helping his nephew, who had almost fainted, to his feet. Li Lin, who was at the front, felt a pang of anxiety when he saw the dazed look on his younger brother's face and the strange, cloudy, and vacant look in his eyes. He raised his hand and slapped him twice: "Wake up! Wake up!"

Two slaps to his face jolted Zheng Zhi back to his senses. He looked around somewhat dazedly, and after a long pause, stammered, "...I'm back?"

Yu Sheng first picked up the little doll that had bumped into his leg, then held it up to his eyes and examined it carefully, holding it by the arm with both hands: "How is it? The arm isn't broken, is it?"

"You scared me to death, it almost broke! You made this body out of lotus root, I knew it wasn't strong enough..." Eileen patted her chest, muttering to herself as she nimbly rolled over and climbed up Yu Sheng's arm to his shoulder, before turning to look at Zheng Zhi, who still seemed a little dizzy, "Hey, nephew, how are you?"

"Oh, I'm fine, I just fell and I'm a little dazed," Zheng Zhi finally came to his full senses. His experience of frequently falling into foreign lands and being rescued allowed him to quickly adjust his mindset. He immediately pulled out his phone. "Brother Yu! I fell somewhere, but I took a picture! Come and see..."

Several pairs of eyes immediately fell on Zheng Zhi's phone screen.

Yu Sheng also carried Eileen over.

The little doll blinked, staring blankly at the screen along with the others. After a long while, it hesitantly looked up and said, "There's nothing on your screen either? It's all black..."

(End of this chapter)