Invalidation

Although tonight had been quite a rush, the set goals were all successfully achieved.

Chen Miemie was in a very good mood.

The base was selected, the guardian was in place, the side effects were eliminated, and everything went smoothly.

Next, it was time to build a few beautiful houses.

Whether for internal living or entertaining guests, with such a good base, the architecture should not be lacking.

Chen Miemie looked down on those enclosed tin cans in Sixiang City.

"Red, who built that attic of yours for you?"

Red tilted her head, "I don't know. The attic was already there when I found the place, so I just took it for my own use."

Obviously, no one in Chen Miemie's circle had any architectural talent.

Building a grand attic was out of the question, but a temporary foothold was no problem.

The little cloud feeders from the Cloud-Feeding Flock originally looked like cotton candy, able to be kneaded, hollowed out, and trimmed at will. Now, after merging with Haomiao, they were even more magical.

As long as the inside was hollowed out, one could crawl in and use it as a small house.

Everyone was freely designing their own homes.

Qinghua was a bit distressed. The cloud houses and cloud walls were too soft and smooth. After her ceramic tiles were attached, they were very insecure and would all fall off with a casual shake.

Loop also needed time to adapt. Her needle legs were fine for walking on the ground normally, but walking on this kind of cloud road was like wading through snow; they immediately plunged into the clouds.

Bobo was having a great time. At its request, Haomiao made a huge oven-shaped house for it, where it rolled all over the floor, accompanied by some roast chicken clouds that imitated its appearance to play with it.

Origami and Daidai, as always, went with the flow and were not very picky about the environment.

Red, on the other hand, stared blankly at the cloud-material ceiling. This ethereal stuff was not conducive to her hanging webs.

The happiest one was definitely Pure Water.

The main component of clouds and mist on a physical level is water. In this world of clouds, Pure Water finally returned to an environment surrounded by water, and it could actually manipulate a large area of clouds.

Everyone played around in their little cloud houses for a while.

Looking at the time, there were less than 20 minutes left until the Day of No Tomorrow.

For now, this place was still a bit far from being officially habitable, and many daily necessities had not been prepared in advance.

Chen Miemie tidied up a bit, hung everyone back onto his body one by one, and started heading back to the city, leaving only Haomiao to watch the house.

Returning to Sixiang City, he went straight to the small house in the Silver Moon Courtyard.

"Let's just spend this Day of No Tomorrow here."

Chen Miemie had just taken off his coat, and there were only 5 minutes left until midnight.

A message arrived on his watch.

Time: 23:55

Sender: Archaeologist Velar

Content: Hearing that Mr. Chen is staying at the Fat Orange Hotel, I received an emergency message that my young lady also accidentally entered the hotel. We are already too late to rush over. I wonder if it would be possible to lend a helping hand during the Day of No Tomorrow, if circumstances permit? There will be a heavy reward.

Chen Miemie frowned, his thoughts racing.

How did Archaeologist Velar know he was staying at the Fat Orange Hotel?

Velar's young lady? The grand Seventh Seat of the Tea Party, a Great Witch, still needs to be taken care of?

No, it wasn't Amber. The Mian family had two young ladies, and Velar should be talking about Mian Ruyan.

Why would she, someone with zero combat power, run to the Fat Orange Hotel for no reason?

That was a bizarre hotel that devoured people.

Chen Miemie had a scale in his heart.

Mian Ruyan was Chen Miemie's old classmate. They had taken tutoring classes together, eaten together at school, and she had also shown considerable goodwill when they went to the auction house. She was someone who could be classified as a friend.

Besides, no matter how utilitarian the Mian family was, objectively speaking, they had indeed provided him with some protection.

"Forget it, let's go take a look. Origami, to the Fat Orange Hotel."

A spatial wormhole appeared.

23:59.

Catching the last minute, Chen Miemie entered the Fat Orange Hotel.

As soon as he entered the door, the moonlight in the sky disappeared, and the whole world plunged into darkness.

The lobby on the first floor of the Fat Orange Hotel, which should have been pitch black, lit up with dozens of pairs of vertical cat pupils in the darkness.

All the cat eyes emitting a faint glow stared at Chen Miemie who had just entered.

"Meow" The cat's cry was shrill and mournful.

Following the first cat cry.

Cats began to pounce towards Chen Miemie.

With a snap of his fingers, the lobby lit up with the moonlight Chen Miemie created.

More than a dozen cats baring their sharp claws inexplicably started to turn around at a distance of two to three meters from him.

Some of these cats started chasing their own tails, some bumped into other cat companions, and some simply turned and ran backward.

Not a single one could get close to Chen Miemie.

They had all been hit by the ability of losing their way, falling into various wrong paths on their way charging towards Chen Miemie.

Facing this opening, Chen Miemie did not panic at all.

If it were in a place full of bizarre things, Chen Miemie wouldn't mind becoming a part of it himself.

He strolled leisurely to the front desk.

"86, the kittens are a bit too lively, are they hungry again?"

The little girl with cat ears was expressionless, no longer maintaining her usual smiling service.

"My name is 87. If Mr. Chen Miemie has the heart, you can feed them some food."

"Oh? Feed them with what?" Chen Miemie asked with a smile.

"Cat food, of course, but there aren't enough ingredients to make cat food right now. Can you provide some?" 87 answered with a malicious smile.

Chen Miemie shook his head. "The expenses for the cats raised by the hotel shouldn't be borne by the guests."

"Guests? There are no guests here now." 87 directly denied Chen Miemie's status as a guest.

"What, I've already paid today's room fee, am I not a guest during the Day of No Tomorrow?"

87 split her lips into a grin. "It's not a matter of time. The so-called Fat Orange Hotel only exists in Sixiang City, but right now, we are out in the wilderness."

"Oh?" Chen Miemie looked towards the open door not far away.

The familiar city streets had disappeared, replaced by desolate mountains.

"I've never heard that such a large building like the Fat Orange Hotel has the ability of spatial movement."

87 took out a pair of scissors from under the counter and began trimming her cat-claw-like sharp nails.

"The Fat Orange Hotel indeed doesn't, but the mist does.

The bizarre entities outside the city can enter the city through the mist.

Then, the bizarre entities inside the city can equally go outside through the mist.

After 88 years, the mist has once again completely enveloped the hotel. We are free."

Chen Miemie looked at 87, who was gradually releasing her wild nature.

He understood that from this moment on, the rules in the Fat Orange Hotel that served to protect the guests were completely invalidated.