After entering the异空间, Wen Wen's intuition was greatly limited, almost useless.
Fortunately, Shark Warrior's senses were quite acute. Although not as good as a vampire of the same level, they were at least considered top-tier.
Listening to the sounds of battle in the hotel, Wen Wen's lips gradually curled into a smile. Things seemed to be getting interesting.
To be frank, Wen Wen hadn't had much motivation before, because this old hotel was, at most, an easy difficulty for him, the kind of level where one could just breeze through.
He was like a max-level character, while the superhumans in the hotel were just newbies who had just entered the game.
But now, Wen Wen had been suddenly transferred to another space, and with the intervention of new forces, things had suddenly become interesting.
Even if it wasn't a difficult mode, it could at least be considered a normal difficulty, which wouldn't make Wen Wen feel bored.
The previous old hotel was as calm as stagnant water. No matter what Wen Wen did, it would attract attention. But now the water had been stirred up, and Wen Wen could take the opportunity to go out and cause some trouble.
See if he could find anything interesting.
As soon as he stepped out, Wen Wen felt a chill. The length of the corridor had been extended by at least ten times, and the width had also been widened by four or five times.
But the size of the rooms was much larger than before, giving a strange sense of spatial dislocation.
"It seems this space is different from the outside..."
"When facing a supernatural attack, they transfer the superhumans to this space, is it to prevent the conflicts between superhumans from affecting the normal operation of the old hotel?"
Before Wen Wen could finish his thoughts, he heard a loud thud, and a small figure flew backward past him, crashing into the wall.
The figure stood up, spitting out a mouthful of blood. It was the buck-toothed old security guard from the first floor.
Chai Yun's dormitory was on the first floor, so it was normal to meet him here. But why was he flying backward?
And judging by the force with which he hit the wall, a normal wall would have long been penetrated, but this wall only shook twice and a bit of dust fell.
"Who are you, why are you here... Where is Chai Yun?"
The buck-toothed security guard looked at Wen Wen vigilantly. Wen Wen's black robe was extremely conspicuous. If he were a normal hotel guest, he would definitely not forget him. Therefore, Wen Wen was a third party other than the attacker!
"Seeing me come out of here, your first reaction is about Chai Yun's safety. Perhaps he's not as vicious as he appears."
Wen Wen didn't answer the buck-toothed security guard's question. Instead, he pressed his finger against the wall, and it took some effort to create a shallow pit.
Not only had the space been enlarged, but the hotel itself had also become much tougher.
"Caw caw caw, another one. Are you also an accomplice of this ugly monster?"
A clown in colorful clothes, riding a ball about seventy centimeters in diameter, appeared in front of Wen Wen with a comical posture.
This clown's appearance was the most common in a circus, with white oil paint on his face, red paint around his lips and eyes, and green puffy hair.
In a circus, he could make people laugh; in a horror movie, he could scare children to tears. It seemed he was the one who had sent the buck-toothed security guard flying, and was one of the superhumans attacking this hotel.
The clown held sharp darts between his fingers, with a twisted and hideous smile on his face.
"Speaking of ugly monsters... you're not much better than this buck-toothed fellow. However, I don't want to interfere with your fight. I'm just passing by."
Wen Wen took a step back, making way for the clown.
This clown was a superhuman in the Assimilation realm, much stronger than this buck-toothed old security guard. He should be a member of some secret organization.
Wen Wen hadn't figured out the situation yet, so he didn't want to act.
Moreover, in Wen Wen's opinion, the conflict between these people and the old hotel was just a dogfight. Whichever side won would have no effect on Wen Wen.
But while Wen Wen was willing to give way, the clown was not willing to ignore Wen Wen. He showed his burnt black teeth and asked Wen Wen, "Kid, tell me, have you seen a bald man with a barcode on his head?"
A bald man with a barcode...
Wen Wen's eyes narrowed. It seemed these people were after that bald guy living on the third floor.
Wen Wen had noticed before that the bald guy seemed to be carrying something important and was extremely vigilant.
And now, superhumans from a secret organization were directly attacking the old hotel for the sake of that bald guy. It seemed he was definitely holding something valuable.
So Wen Wen casually said, "I haven't seen any bald men..."
Before he could finish speaking, a dart directly pierced towards Wen Wen's forehead, which Wen Wen caught between two fingers.
"Since you don't know, then you can just die." The clown laughed wildly, jumped off the colored ball, and then kicked it fiercely. The large colored ball flew straight towards Wen Wen.
Wen Wen jumped back and easily dodged it. After the colored ball hit the wall, it bounced back towards Wen Wen.
"It can accurately track me after rebounding... this guy must be good at math."
After dodging a few times, Wen Wen found that the speed of the colored ball was increasing, and the clown was constantly throwing throwing knives at Wen Wen, making it increasingly difficult for Wen Wen to dodge.
This space greatly suppressed Wen Wen's strength. If Wen Wen wanted to exert his original strength, the first thing he had to do was to completely destroy this place.
And because the clown's original strength was not strong, the impact of this space on him was not very significant.
Since he couldn't dodge, Wen Wen decided not to dodge anymore. His right fist bulged with muscle, and he punched the colored ball.
The colored ball, which was like rubber, made a sound like metal clashing after colliding with Wen Wen's fist.
And the force was not light, like a wrecking ball used to demolish buildings on a construction site. No wonder the buck-toothed security guard seemed like he was going to die after being knocked away.
Even an elephant would have its bones broken after being hit like this.
But Wen Wen's fist had even more power. After a loud noise, the colored ball lost control and was directly thrown back at the clown.
Halfway through its flight, the colored ball's momentum weakened, and when it hit the clown's stomach, it had already turned into a normal bouncy ball.
Wen Wen gently rubbed the surface of his fist, saying with novelty, "This ball... is quite interesting."
The clown was not injured, but he had never encountered anyone who could hit his ball back at him head-on, so his attitude immediately changed.
"You're not from this hotel, are you? This is a private matter for us, 'The Absurdity of Words,' and it has nothing to do with you..."
Wen Wen raised his eyebrows and then, as if seeing a rare species, asked, "The Absurdity of Words, is that the secret organization that worships the evil god 'God of Mischief'?"
The clown nodded with arrogant pride. Since this person was so shocked upon hearing their name, he would surely be sensible and retreat.
Who knew that Wen Wen immediately put on a sullen face and said, "So it's just a small fry organization... What a disappointment."