Chapter 377 Daydream Hotel

"What... are you talking about?!"

Unbelievably, Xing felt an unprecedented feeling of suffocation. It was a similar situation to the one Yao Luo encountered last time on the Yalilo VI.

“(No, I need to calm down first…Anger won’t solve the problem.)”

Clenching his fists, Xing forced himself to act calm, pretending that he just didn't sleep well, and apologized: "I'm sorry, maybe I had a nightmare when I came to Pinocchio before, and my head is a little fuzzy."

Ji Zi and the others did not think much about it, they just thought Xing was sleepy. Sanyueqi held Xing's hand considerately, and they successfully entered Pinocchio's Daydream Hotel.

Before checking in, the complicated testing methods and a series of security checks made Xing, who was already in a bad mood, feel even worse.

"Is Yao Luo's disappearance related to my previous "dream"? "

One strange thing after another forced Xing to connect the two things.

"Well... I'm finally here! The family's entry procedures are too complicated. There are more than a dozen inspections along the way, and the suitcases have been searched four or five times..."

On the side, March 7, who was also annoyed by the family's cumbersome security checks, stretched and complained.

"I'm worried that they might want to take out the star core from your body to have a look."

Looking at San Yueqi's helpless expression, Xing's restless heart calmed down a little. He put his hand on his chest and responded in a serious manner.

"It's okay. The "Star Core" is currently very stable."

It's a double entendre. The stability of the star core also means the mood of Xing himself. Xing knew that his performance just now must have attracted Ji Zi's attention to some extent. After all, everyone on the train is a careful person. Even March Seven, who looks the dumbest on the surface, will actually comfort everyone at the critical moment.

"Haha, that's good. Your expression in front of the gate just now was really ugly. That "Yao Luo" might be an important person to you?"

Inadvertently, San Yue Qi asked curiously. After all, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Xing was forcibly suppressing his emotions.

"Yes, he is a "partner" that cannot be abandoned."

Xing nodded vigorously and responded very seriously.

"Then let's look for it together. I'll also tell Ji Zi and ask her to keep an eye out for it with Uncle Yang."

"March."

Xing felt warm in her heart, and looking at the pink-haired girl's smile, her fear of the unknown faded a little.

"After all this long process, being able to see such a spectacular scene is worth the money, right?"

After comforting Xing, Sanyueqi raised his head, and an extremely spectacular scene was reflected in his pink eyes.

Walking into the hotel is like walking into another world. The first thing that catches your eye is a giant clock that looks like a celestial body.

This unparalleled behemoth can be observed from any corner of the hotel.

Layers of rings rotate continuously in the air, and around the hexahedron in the center there are vortex-shaped clock marks.

"Distorted time".

This scene, which looks very much like a world-famous painting, is the true portrayal of Pinocchio today.

Entertainment facilities can be seen everywhere, and the atmosphere of luxury and refinement is everywhere. When Xing walked here, he had never seen any negative emotions on anyone's face. Almost everyone had a smile on their face.

Here, I don’t know how many people live a life of drunkenness and debauchery every day, and would rather spend their life savings to buy a ticket to the hotel.

The purpose is to experience Pinocchio's "special service", which is called "Twelve Hours of Dreams".

People often say that only the Pinocchio in dreams is the real Pinocchio.

The huge two banks with densely packed guest rooms look like a beehive. Countless guest rooms are arranged in neat and uniform floors. Every tourist who lives in them is eager to absorb the nectar called "sweet dreams".

"Wow, how many guest rooms are there? I wonder where our room is?"

Sanyueqi tried hard to estimate the number of guest rooms, but quickly gave up.

Because, just to go to different rooms, you need a variety of means of transportation to complete the necessary transportation. Even if you just look at it, there are at least hundreds of thousands of rooms.

The hotel's front desk registration area alone is as long as an entire street. "Let's go, Uncle Yang and the others must be queuing at the front desk, let's go and meet them!"

San Yueqi ran forward quickly, and it was obvious that she was really looking forward to this journey.

Xing followed slowly, but his eyes were always fixed on the rotating "ball cage" in the sky.

Deep down in her heart, Xing felt a faint resonance that beat along with her heart.

"Welcome to Daydream Hotel, I wish you an unforgettable vacation experience! If you need to check in, please go straight to the front desk of the hotel."

A light blue figure appeared in front of Xing at some point, and Xing didn't notice it at all.

"Who are you………?"

Xing looked at the figure in front of her. She was purple, with keyhole-like pupils, light blue hair, and a clock-like chest ornament. She was impressed.

She had also seen this child in her previous dream, but halfway through the conversation, he left in a hurry as if something had happened. Before leaving, he apologized to her politely.

"I'm Misha, a waiter at Pinocchio. I'm happy to serve you. If you need any help with your luggage..."

"Waiter... maybe he knows something about Yao Luo."

Xing thought for a moment and asked, "Have you ever had any missing guests here?"

“Well, depending on the situation, sometimes we do lose contact with guests.”

Misha put his hand on his chin and made a thoughtful expression.

"But most of the time, the hotel is absolutely safe, please rest assured."

As she spoke, Misha seemed to realize that her words might cause panic, and she hurriedly explained, fearing that her words would make Xing feel bad.

"It's okay, it's okay. I want to ask you about someone..."

Xing waved her hand indifferently and was about to ask about Yao Luo's news when San Yueqi's anxious voice interrupted her.

"Xing, come and take a look, something seems to be wrong at the front desk..."

San Yue Qi showed a little uneasiness on his face. He placed his hand on his chest, waiting for Xing to return.

"If you need your luggage moved to the guest room, you can always find me. Go ahead, don't keep your friends waiting. As for the person you want to find, we can talk next time."

After saying that, Misha put on a standard smile, forcing Xing, who wanted to ask something, to put down what he was doing temporarily.

"Yao Luo, I will definitely find you..."

After taking a deep look at Misha, Xing walked in the direction that March 7 said.

On the other side, [Dream].

Deep within Pinoconi, the truly mysterious place, Yao Luo was also amazed by what he saw.

“This is really…”

What lay before him was a body whose death was extremely beautiful...

Dead body.

And the owner of this corpse is none other than...

he himself.

His body was naked, his hands were pierced by two unknown holes, and his expression was solemn and dignified.

In the air, a golden arc-shaped halo acted as a cross, nailing Yao Luo in the air.

A lightning-like spear made up of interlaced threads pierced deeply through the chest, and a drop of golden blood slowly flowed and dripped in the air.

Just then, a voice sounded from behind Yao Luo.

(End of this chapter)