Minecraft: Steve came to the back room

Increases satiety by 8 points.

P.S.: Don't expect to receive a .50 Magnum revolver as a gift when we meet.

Yang Bo closed the door, looking at the gift from his good neighbor in his hand, feeling a little unreal.

Wright stepped forward, looked at the cookies on the plate, and said with a smile, "I didn't find the Faceless Spirits here to be so friendly. It wouldn't be a bad thing to live here all the time."

Upon hearing this, Zero and Yang Bo both turned to look at Wright, startling him.

Zero walked up to Wright, raised his hand, and slapped him on the head: "Boss, it seems that this level not only has a time perception distortion, it wants us to stay here."

Wright, who was about to ask why he hit him, suddenly changed his expression, took out a bottle of almond water, and gulped it down.

Glug-glug-glug

He wiped his mouth with his hand and looked at Yang Bo: "Boss, I don't know what's going on, but just now, I suddenly felt that living here is pretty good."

"Mental manipulation, gradually leading someone to ruin, is the most dangerous method used in harems."

That's how the Corpse of Mourning works. It's fine if there's a third party present, but most of the wanderers who are transformed into Corpse of Mourning never realize they've fallen into the Corpse of Mourning cycle until they die.

Yang Bo put the 'gift' in his hand into his backpack: "Let's stop searching and leave this place!"

"it is good."

The two opened the door, but the view outside was no longer that of an American suburb; instead, they saw an endless, empty office area.

The familiar environment of the abandoned office on level 4 left the three speechless.

Yang Bo: "..."

"Boss, shall we go in?"

"Let's go, at least we're familiar with the place inside."

Yang Bo stepped out of the house, and Wright and Zero quickly followed him out, afraid of being teleported to other strange levels.

"Haha."

Wright suddenly burst into a nervous laugh:

"Boss, I suddenly remembered the first time we met. Now when I think about these past few days, it feels like a dream."

"Stop lamenting, a hunting dog is coming, Wright, do you want to give it a try?"

Wright stared excitedly at the hound that darted out from behind the concrete pillar in the distance:

"Boss, let me do it."

He gripped the iron sword and charged directly at the hounds instead of retreating.

"Looks like we need to equip you two with shields, otherwise, I think it won't be long before Wright dies at the hands of the physical body."

"Boss, Wright is a straightforward guy, but he's very reliable."

“I know, that’s why I’m willing to let you and him come with me.”

The hound was cleaved in two by Wright's sword.

Wright excitedly dragged the hunting dog back to Yang Bo's side, "Boss, this sword is amazing! I'll break its bones..."

He suddenly turned his gaze behind the two of them, as if he had seen something unbelievable:

"Boss, the door we came out of has changed..."

Yang Bo turned around and looked behind him. The white door on the wall had turned into a dark brown, and the wooden door was carved with exquisite patterns, giving people a sense of understated luxury at first glance.

Where the house number used to be, a string of English words was written.

"Terror Hotel"

(Horror Hotel)

"I think I know where we're going next."

"Level 5 Horror Hotel"

Chapter 79 The Gentleman on the Fifth Floor

Upon arriving at Level 5, the haunted hotel, the air was filled with a strange ambiance—a mixture of musty smells, old wood, and faint perfume.

I could faintly hear the sound of jazz music nearby.

Neat rows of dark brown wooden doors lined both sides of the corridor, the metal door numbers on the doors long since faded and rusted, the numbers illegible.

"Today we went from level 9 to level 53, then back to level 4, and now we've arrived at the level 5 Horror Hotel. Let's find a room and get some rest later."

Having traversed four levels in 12 hours, the three could be considered prospective members of the infamous "Quick Cut Association" of the harem.

"Boss, are we not going to loot anymore?"

"Of course we'll search. How can we forget our roots? But we have to be more careful this time."

He took "Eric's Legendary Notebook" out of his backpack and handed it to Zero.

"You can check the hierarchy information yourselves."

Level 5, the Haunted Hotel, is a well-known level, and Yang Bo is very familiar with the level information.

Ordinary entities are quite rare at Level 5.

However, a large number of Death Moths nest and make their home in this level, and Level 5 is considered to be one of the core nesting sites for Death Moths.

While the level 5 Horror Hotel does contain entities such as hounds, trolls, skin thieves, observers, howlers, and corpse rats, their numbers are only minor compared to the Death Moths.

Zero opened "Eric's Legendary Notebook" in his hand, and Wright leaned over to look at the information on it together.

While the two were studying, Yang Bo looked around at the surroundings. The hotel corridor was covered with a thick, dark red carpet, and various paintings hung on the walls on both sides.

He had only glanced at it subconsciously before staring intently at a portrait.

It was a portrait of a middle-aged man, dressed in a gray-black suit, with a blank expression. What caught Yang Bo's attention most were the eyes in the portrait.

Its pupils were pure black, without any highlights, like deep caves. Its gaze was unwavering, fixed on him, like a hunter staring at its prey.

As he gazed at the painting, a sinister smile slowly crept onto the lips of the middle-aged man.

With a thought, the cobalt pickaxe appeared directly in his hand.

"Look at your dad!"

He swung the pickaxe and smashed it directly onto the portrait.

Trying to show off in the painting? I'll take you back to the main world soon, and I'll see if you can still show off then.

Just as the pickaxe fell, a hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"Young man, you can't be too short-tempered. It's just greeting you; it doesn't mean any harm."

Yang Bo's heart skipped a beat.

He had no idea how the other person had appeared.

The next moment, the other person let go.

A humanoid creature nearly two meters tall stood beside him, with a blue octopus growing where its head should have been, its tentacles slowly wriggling.

The other person was wearing a black suit, standing ramrod straight with one hand in his pocket, casually standing in the hotel corridor.

Yang Bo's pupils dilated suddenly, and the other party's information immediately flashed into his mind.

Entity Number: 18

"The Gentleman and the Beast on the Fifth Floor"

"It is the tangible consciousness of the haunted hotel itself, the dominant entity that controls the entire space."

It will only let those who want to see him see him.

If you see that thing out of the corner of your eye... then it's all too late. It's not you who discovers it, it that discovers you.

It doesn't just rush in and kill; its hunting method involves deceiving, manipulating, dismembering, and driving the wanderer insane…

"Don't listen to him, don't listen to his voice."

Don't look at the portraits on the wall!

'Damn it, does my luck have to be this good? I ran into the strongest entity from the horror hotel right off the bat?'

'Neighborhood Watch' is strong, but it's not comparable to 'Beast' at all, in the level 5 Horror Hotel tier.

It is God.

Sitting idly by and waiting to die has never been in Yang Bo's nature. He took out his long sword and battle token from his backpack.

With eyes as large as an octopus's, devoid of any wild beastly features, Yang Bo stared at him, and the octopus said in a relaxed, teasing tone:

"Young people are full of energy, no need to be so nervous. I have no ill intentions towards you. I sense the presence of an old friend in you. For his sake, how about we make a deal?"

The 'Gentleman of the Fifth Floor' is like a devil. He enjoys making deals with the homeless and then using loopholes and rules to swindle them out of their underwear and even their lives.

"Old friend?"

"Eric was a really interesting guy; he even took pictures of me back then."

Yang Bo was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected that the old friend the beast mentioned would be the person who wrote the "Legendary Notes".

If what the beast said is true, then this guy named Eric is truly a legendary figure.

The beast raised its hand and gently tapped, and the seemingly endless inn corridor instantly transformed into a study.

"Sit down, don't be shy."

Yang Bo held the long knife without any sign of relaxing his grip.

“You don’t need to be so wary of me. I’m actually a very nice person. As for MEG’s biased record against me, I won’t do anything to those homeless people unless they offend me.”

The beast sat in a chair behind the brown boss's desk, and a faceless spirit dressed in a black and white maid outfit entered the room carrying a tray.

"Come, try this Zhi tea. Although it's not particularly rare, it has a very interesting taste."

Yang Bo stared at the beast, sighed inwardly, put away the long sword and battle token in his hand, and pulled up the wooden chair in front of the desk to sit down.

"Knowing Tea"

"Restores 6 hunger points"