This tiger was truly arrogant. Even though it knew Wen Wen had the strength to easily defeat a lower-order expert, it still didn't take Wen Wen seriously.
However, as long as an opponent wasn't brain-dead, they would have grounds for their arrogance.
It should have realized that Wen Wen possessed at least upper-order strength. The fact that it had threatened to make Wen Wen its cursed beast meant it was confident of defeating an upper-order disaster.
Perhaps this tiger was a true-order monster!
Having reached this conclusion, Wen Wen's heart tightened. The gap between true-order and upper-order was an insurmountable chasm. If he were to confront a true-order monster…
Wen Wen stamped his foot lightly, and two puppet mice scurried out from beside his feet.
He planned to enter the containment facility and use the power of the disaster supervisor to deal with the tiger once it attacked!
Before Wen Wen could finalize his battle plan, the tiger suddenly stood up, its mouth stretched open to reveal sharp teeth, and its fur bristling…
"It's bristling? I haven't even done anything yet."
The tiger did not answer Wen Wen's confusion. Instead, it whimpered and fled with its tail tucked between its legs.
The speed of its escape made Wen Wen's scalp tingle. If it had attacked him with that speed, Wen Wen might not have been able to defend himself.
"Why did it run? Was it bluffing the whole time, or did it sense that I was going to use disaster-level attacks against it?"
Wen Wen looked around and found no one else. He stood there contemplating for a while, still utterly bewildered.
Since he couldn't figure it out, he decided to stop thinking about it. He first attended to the severely injured fanged security guard and then headed upstairs.
The biggest conflict in the hotel should have occurred on the fifth floor. Wen Wen intended to investigate.
He didn't notice that from the window at the end of the corridor where he had been, there was bright moonlight.
This place was in an alternate dimension, so there shouldn't have been moonlight.
The moonlight shone into the hotel, and the figure of a woman in white gradually took shape. She frowned, gazing at Wen Wen.
She was the Moon God!
It was she who had scared off the tiger!
"I find him increasingly familiar, even worrying about his safety, not wanting him to suffer the slightest harm…"
"Especially that robe he's wearing. I remember every detail of that robe, I can even recall the feel of its fabric…"
"Although I don't remember him, this sense of familiarity is undeniable. So… there must be something wrong with my memory, I must have forgotten something!"
The Moon God stood there for a long time, trying to recall everything related to Wen Wen.
Suddenly, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes.
"A beast courting death, daring to stop and observe!"
Her figure abruptly shattered into fragments, and the moonlight gradually faded.
…
The third floor of the old hotel, room 315.
The Faceless Demon, who had transformed into Wen Wen's likeness, rubbed his hair in exasperation, looking at the bald man in a suit seated on the chair.
As Wen Wen's loyal servant, the Faceless Demon had honestly followed Wen Wen's orders, staying in the guest room to read the novels Wen Wen had left.
For example, "Green Life," "Detective and the Green Hat," and so on.
Suddenly, the bald man in the suit barged into the room and stood beside him.
Wen Wen's task was to play his role convincingly without being exposed. He didn't know the bald man's relationship with Wen Wen, so he hadn't acted.
But soon, the door of room 315 was kicked open, and a dwarf began brutally beating an elderly disabled woman at the doorway.
After beating the old woman, the dwarf also told the Faceless Demon to get out.
The Faceless Demon couldn't stand it anymore. Wen Wen had instructed him to wait in room 315, yet this person directly told him to leave. What was that all about?
Furthermore, the dwarf was extremely foul-mouthed!
So, the Faceless Demon couldn't help but start arguing with the dwarf. The bald man kept egging them on from the side, and eventually, the Faceless Demon and the bald man started fighting.
After they began fighting, the bald man also assisted the Faceless Demon, and together they easily dealt with the dwarf.
Afterward, the bald man stubbornly remained in the room like a freeloader, and the Faceless Demon found it difficult to drive him out.
Suddenly, the chains within the Faceless Demon vibrated, and a voice only he could hear echoed, it was Wen Wen's command.
"On the third floor where you are, there is a bald man with a barcode printed on his head. Find him and keep an eye on him."
A bald man with a barcode printed on his head…
The Faceless Demon looked at the bald man, his eyes lighting up, and forced out an awkward smile.
Upon seeing this smile, the bald man felt a chill run down his spine. However, besides this place, there might be no other safe haven in this hotel.
…
The fifth floor of the old hotel, Zhi Qin's face was ashen.
He wore a strange woven bracelet, a bracelet that each of the four members of the Absurd Speech quartet possessed.
This bracelet could link them together, allowing them to sense each other's presence regardless of their surroundings.
He had initially intended to use this bracelet to better command the other three, but unexpectedly, through the bracelet, he sensed that the Jester and the Dwarf had sequentially lost their life signatures. The Cursed Beast's life signature was still present, but it had actually fled the old hotel!
This instantly turned him, Lord Zhi Qin, into a lone wolf. However, even if he was the only one left, he possessed the strength of a disaster-intermediate.
Even by himself, he could retrieve the 'Sword Qi Crystal' from the old hotel.
Before the Dwarf disappeared, he had sent a message through the bracelet saying he saw the killer 'Barcode' on the third floor, so the Sword Qi Crystal should also be on the third floor.
However, before heading to the third floor, he had three troublesome individuals to deal with.
The person at the head was well-built, but his head was shaped into a bizarre hexagon, and he wore an exaggerated smile on his face.
He was the manager of the old hotel, named Ju Mo, and his strength was disaster-lower.
Two more people stood behind Ju Mo, both possessing disaster-level strength.
One was Zhao Dajie, wearing a hooded cloak. She was the gatekeeper on the fourth floor, responsible for blocking the poor souls who wanted to go to the fourth floor.
The other was a handsome and honest young man, but his physique was as robust as a monster's. He was the hotel maintenance worker living on the fifth floor, whom everyone called Xiao Mai Dou.
Ju Mo took a step forward, extending his hand to Zhi Qin and said, "This is the Old Hotel. All guests within the hotel are under our protection, and you are not allowed to cause trouble."
"Not allowed to cause trouble? By you?"
Zhi Qin crossed his arms, pointing at the three and sneering, "Polygon face, ugly freak, idiot. Are these the only trash this hotel has?"
"I, I am not an idiot!"
Xiao Mai Dou was enraged by Zhi Qin's words and rolled up his sleeves, ready to charge forward, but Ju Mo stopped him.
"If you want to fight, come at me. As long as you defeat me, you won't be an idiot!"
Zhi Qin bent over, and a pair of enormous metal wings erupted from his back, tearing through his jacket. Each feather was like a blade.
His aura also changed, resembling a raptor in the midst of a hunt, his sharp eyes scanning the three individuals.