Alien Hotel

In fact, long before he knew that there was a dangerous and common phenomenon of "foreign lands" in this world, and that this huge "boundary city" was a special place called the "junction place", Yu Sheng had thought of it. There must be a group of people who specialize in dealing with this kind of phenomenon - not the kind of stragglers who fight alone (although such people certainly exist), but a large-scale, even professional and formalized organization.

There are official ones, and there may be private ones too.

But as Erin said, these people would not have contact with ordinary people under normal circumstances.

Foreign lands are beyond common sense, at the end of reason, and are countless small and dangerous holes in the seemingly stable mountain of reality. Ordinary people may not come into contact with the scenes hidden in these holes throughout their lives, but unlucky people once I accidentally caught a glimpse of those floating lights escaping from the holes, and I couldn't look back.

This is the "knowledge" that Irene told him from the beginning. From these descriptions alone, Yu Sheng can tell that those who specialize in dealing with foreign lands will definitely find ways to prevent ordinary people from contacting all information related to foreign lands, including themselves. existence.

But if something really happens, they should have their own reaction mechanism...

Yu Sheng raised his head again and looked out the window at the deserted street.

"Seriously, how long does it usually take for those 'professionals' you call them to react?" he asked worriedly.

"I don't know, I can't remember... but my impression is that it was very fast." Erin hugged the teddy bear and rocked her body back and forth on the chair, looking a little beaten. "They have a lot of sensory abnormalities. Due to the situation, they should be monitoring the entire border area. They were there before I was sealed, and they are definitely more powerful now. "

Yu Sheng didn't say anything, just looked at the puppets in the oil painting.

"Of course, professionals are also human beings, and everyone has a grassroots side. Occasionally, they may be a little slow to react?" Eileen suddenly felt guilty, "Maybe they didn't notice the abnormal situation on your side... Although you The commotion here is already quite big..."

"That doesn't sound very reliable," Yu Sheng frowned, and then sighed, "According to you, my whole house is a 'foreign land,' but no one has come to the door so far. I seriously doubt the professionalism of the 'professionals' you refer to... Alas, I think in the end you still have to rely on yourself."

Erin blinked: "Yes, yes?"

Then she said curiously: "What are you going to do? Listen to what you mean...are you still planning to deal with that valley and the entity in the valley?"

"It's not that I have to deal with it, but it will come to me sooner or later. I have this feeling," Yu Sheng said, twitching the corner of his mouth. He thought of the weird freezing rain and the frogs in the freezing rain, " And didn't you say that once you've dealt with a foreign land, you can't go back - I'm afraid I came into contact with the foreign land earlier than you think."

"This...well, you are right. There are indeed many people who specialize in dealing with foreign lands. They were just ordinary people who were unlucky to be involved in the incident at the beginning," Erin muttered. "My impression seems to be One in ten ordinary people must have actively or passively become experts in foreign lands after contacting foreign lands. After all, this can be regarded as being entangled in dirty things..."

When Yu Sheng heard Irene's words, he couldn't help but raised his eyebrows: "Only one tenth? What about the remaining nine tenths of people? Have they successfully returned to normal life?"

Erin raised her face and said, "He's dead."

Yu Sheng: "..."

"There are...there are also people who survived. Many people are rescued every year." Irene noticed Yu Sheng's face and immediately explained hurriedly, but after explaining, she added, "Of course, the dead people seem to A little more."

"...Irene." Yu Sheng looked at the doll in the oil painting.

"Hey, hey?"

"You don't have to speak if you can't speak."

"Yes, yes?"

Yu Sheng sighed and slowly stood up from the dining table.

"Whether I die or not actually doesn't have much impact on me, but I do have to find a way to learn more information about foreign lands. Those 'professionals' you mentioned...if they can't come, then I have to take the initiative. Find them," he said while thinking, "after all, your memory and experience are really unreliable."

"Take the initiative to look for them?" Irene didn't seem to care about the second half of Yu Sheng's words. She still looked happy, "Then...then why don't you really go to the nearby telephone poles to see if there is someone there?" Some little GG posted by an exotic security company?”

Yu Sheng looked helpless: "...I'm serious."

"I'm serious too," Erin blinked, "They will really leave similar contact information, so that ordinary people like you who have encountered a foreign land and returned by chance can ask for help, but this kind of contact information Normal people generally can't see it, and it's all processed with 'technical means' - but it's different for people who have been in contact with foreign lands. There will be a more or less 'spiritual awakening' change, and there is a high chance of noticing it. Those 'secret symbols' that are usually hidden."

Speaking of this, Irene suddenly stopped and looked at Yu Sheng up and down with a serious expression: "Don't you feel any... changes in yourself?"

Changes after contact with foreign lands? !

Hearing what the doll said, Yu Sheng's heart suddenly moved and he hurriedly said: "The change you mentioned will make you strong enough to crush stones, recover after being chopped with a knife and take a few breaths, and be able to sense other people's emotions." His memory and thinking, and by the way, he can also be resurrected from the dead..."

Irene was stunned for a while after hearing this, and looked at Yu Sheng as if she were an alien: "What?"

"...No way?"

"It's just that you can see some things that you can't normally see if you are exhausted! Are those you are talking about still human? Your species has changed, okay? Don't read too many novels and animations."

Yu Sheng: "..."

Seeing this reaction from the doll, Yu Sheng decisively did not continue on this topic.

There is indeed something wrong with my situation. Even in the field of "supernatural", it seems a bit too supernatural.

Fortunately, Irene didn't seem to think much about it - probably because it had been locked up for too long, this doll's brain didn't seem to be very good.

Yu Sheng exhaled and looked up in the direction of the kitchen.

A faint look of confusion and hesitation flashed across his face, and then he twitched the corners of his mouth and walked towards the kitchen.

Irene in the oil painting immediately jumped out of her chair: "Hey, are you making breakfast?"

I don’t know why this guy who can’t eat at all is so excited every time it’s meal time.

"I'm going to deal with the 'local specialties' I just brought back." Yu Sheng said without looking back.

Erin held the teddy bear in one hand and waved it with the other hand: "Oh, go ahead..."

The puppet suddenly stopped.

Her brain, which had been sealed for so long and was not very bright, finally realized something.

...Where did the souvenirs come from in a foreign land? !

"Wait a minute!" Irene suddenly screamed, and the movement almost startled Yu Sheng, who had already reached the kitchen door. "What kind of 'local product' is that of yours?!"

Yu Sheng walked into the kitchen, stopped, turned around and smiled: "What do you think?"

Eileen's eyes widened and she looked at Yu Sheng who had already started to put on his apron. A hint of shock and a look of "Is this man's brain starting to go crazy" gradually appeared in his scarlet eyes: "Wait, wait, you want to What? You didn’t mean to... No, you really got that thing from that entity? How could you, an ordinary person, really want to..."

Yu Sheng decisively closed the kitchen door, blocking Bibiji's movement outside.

A moment later, Irene's faint shout came from the direction of the restaurant: "Hey, don't close the door! At least help me restart the TV first! You can't watch the TV!"

Yu Sheng no longer paid attention to her.

He came to the pool, took off the pot lid that was pressing on the piece of "meat", and saw that the severed tail in the pool seemed to have completely quieted down, with only the severed muscles occasionally twitching slightly.

He silently looked at the severed tail that had penetrated his stomach once before, and once again felt the... "appetite" that seemed to ooze from his bones.

But this time, the appetite was not as violent as it was at the beginning, but only slightly pulsating, with some pleasant anticipation and just the right sense of restlessness.

Is it really possible? Is this normal? Are you still normal?

Yu Sheng thought about all these questions, but his thinking did not make him hesitate at all.

After preparing the onion and ginger cooking wine, he took out the chopping board and kitchen knife. Yu Shengzai carefully washed the severed tail with water, scraped off the scales, then placed it on the chopping board and cut it off with a single knife.

It was easier to cut than expected - even though it was as hard as a rock when it was on the monster, at this moment, the knife felt like firm beef when it was cut.

And there are no bones in it.

Yu Sheng thought about it. The first time he felt his body being "strengthened" was after he bit the monster.

After that, he also bit the opponent's flesh and blood in the second confrontation with the monster. After that, he also felt that his strength had further improved - although the amplitude was obviously smaller, there was indeed a change. .

This gave him a bold and...delicious idea.

What will happen when it’s cooked?

Yu Sheng divided the pieces of meat quickly with his hands and feet, and his mood gradually became very good.

Erin, who was noisy outside the door, became less noisy.

He didn't know if what he was doing was normal...probably something was wrong. After all, even a doll sealed in an oil painting thought it was very evil.

But compared to coming back from the dead, a piece of fishy meat is really no big deal.

"I've eaten all the raw ones," Yu Sheng cut the meat and muttered to himself softly, "One time it's raw, the other time it's cooked..."