Hotel on the mountain

The ship was sailing away, and Jetro stood in the hotel lobby, suddenly feeling that his life suddenly felt a lot emptier. He looked up at the portrait of the first Duke and the spiral staircases on both sides of the portrait. He remembered that when Sibinet was there, she would often rush down the spiral staircase from upstairs like a small electric motor, and then huff and puff. Run out of the hotel door.

That vitality is what many adults lack.

Jetro found a place to sit down on the sofa chair in the lobby. Watching the guests coming and going, restraining their behavior and stepping on the floor carefully, he felt that there must be some changes in the business model of the Alpine Hotel - —He needs more and more frequent themed banquets so that guests who come to the New World can be free from social interactions and cumbersome etiquette, allowing them to experience a different lifestyle in the New World than in the Old World. From then on, they will become dependent on Alpine Hotels.

In this step, let’s start by building a hot spring camp!

At the natural hot spring of the volcano, a small fire dragon with a fiery skin flapped its wings and slowly landed from the sky. Its claws held a large basket. The large basket was filled with many workers and construction materials. They cheered excitedly for this flight. The trip was incredible and surprising.

After the little fire dragon put down the big basket, he rested in the open space beside it. He licked his wings and turned around to see the silly big rock dragon digging a hole.

"Yes! Right here! Dig a big pit that is twenty meters long, ten meters wide, and five meters deep!" Blacksmith Simba looked at the confused rock dragon, touched his bald head, and suddenly realized. "Oh, you have no idea how long that is. Come on, look at me!"

I saw the big black bald Simba walk up to the rock dragon, gestured to his head, and said: "I will be deep when I dig two and a half, long when I dig ten, and wide when I dig five."

When the rock dragon was controlled by Yetro, it could naturally understand human language due to the medium of dreams, so the rock dragon stretched out its claws and gently grabbed Simba.

At this moment, Simba thought he was going to die. Being caught by a 32-ton behemoth was really a frightening thing that would give him a heart attack. However, he still folded his arms and pretended to be calm in front of other workers.

Yanlong turned Simba sideways, leaned against him and gestured, and finally turned Simba over and put him back on the ground. It nodded, indicating that it understood the size.

Because Golandon was going on a long vacation, Simba, who had considerable management experience, was assigned to the supervisory position by Jetro. Simba originally thought that what he was supervising was really just workers, but when he saw that what he really wanted to supervise was actually a thirty-two-ton monster, he really didn't understand the world.

Monsters working for people? Interestingly, after Simba calmed down, he watched the rock dragon start digging holes.

The rock dragon moves very quickly. Its body structure is like a multi-functional and efficient excavator. It plunges its head into the soil and waves the pickaxe-like claws on its wings to create a big hole. It was exposed under its twisting body. The rock dragon held its head and began to plow forward. When it encountered a hard stone, it would eat it directly into its mouth and swallow it alive. In just a few trips back and forth, the foundation of a building was dug out.

In order to ensure that the hole it dug met the requirements, it used its short tail like a bee's tail to compact the soil carefully. Immediately afterwards, the thirty-two-ton baby jumped out of the deep pit and began to shout softly at Simba. Its head also squeezed over and arched the bamboo basket next to Simba.

"Oh! Good job!" Simba reacted, remembering what Jetro told him - "Every time you complete a job, you must pay it."

So Simba fished out a handful of chanchels from the basket, threw them one by one, and took the opportunity to touch the rock dragon's hard but warm chin. The feel is not as good as those soft-furred animals, but this is a dragon after all, Simba thought proudly, and fed a few more chanchites and touched it a few more times.

The workers were instructed to start loading building materials into the foundation. With the Rock Dragon, the overall construction speed will be much faster. The workers will only need to do some fine and technical work at first, and the Alpine Hotel will be able to allocate more workers. More workers can be used to carry out other construction tasks, speeding up the overall development pace.

The Charmander who was resting in the landing area was a little disdainful when he saw the stupid big man doing this. He looked down on this kind of dragon that worked for food, unlike it - it worked to survive.

Charmander yawned and spit out a ball of fire from his mouth. He wanted to squint for a while, but a group of people got a small cart and pushed it in front of him, with a piece of delicious tender meat dripping with blood on it.

Hey, you really know how to be a good person.

Charmander happily bit into the piece of meat and saw several humans chattering to it. Anyway, judging from their gestures pointing at the big basket, Charmander also knew what they wanted it to do. It swallowed the tender meat in a few mouthfuls, flapped its wings and flew up. Its strong hind legs grabbed the rope on the basket and flew to the shore with the person on the basket.

According to ancestral memories, this family should be kings flying in the sky when they grow up, without having to worry about not being able to catch prey. Looking at it now, the great dreams of its family have been realized at its young age.

Jetro, who was sitting in the hotel lobby, was thinking about how to develop marine resources. A waiter came towards him and placed a dinner plate in front of him. After Jetro nodded his thanks, he saw that there were more than just Exquisite pastries and a letter lay beside it.

Jetro tore open the envelope with a pair of scissors and found that the letter was sent through normal postal channels and was signed by Selina Alexander.

"We haven't seen each other for about a year, so Pushila asked me to write a letter to you, so I started writing.

Some time ago, Feifei came to me and told me about her stay at the Alpine Hotel. I was very happy for her and blessed her with the happiness she could get at the Alpine Hotel. I also heard her praise and appreciation for you. I am also happy for you and gratified that you have the courage to start a career and succeed in the New World.

We were playmates when we were young, but we have our own lives when we grow up. Brother Orhan paid the price for his recklessness. I didn't understand why he did that at the time, but now, I somewhat understand.

My father asked me to marry the prince of the Boyero Empire to consolidate the cooperative relationship between the two countries. But I haven't even seen that person's face yet. I heard from family members that the royal family is always like this. While we enjoy our rights, we must also fulfill our obligations. Brother Orhan, maybe he just wants to be able to control his own rights.

I don’t know if I envy him for having that kind of courage now, and I don’t know what kind of mood I am writing this letter with, and I don’t know if all women of my age have to face this problem. .

Jetro, I'm a little confused, but Pushila can't tell me the answer. She always says that she is a woman who can't get married. So, should I feel lucky that I can get married?

When this letter reaches you, I have two tickets in front of me, one for Poirot and one for the New World. I wish I could make the choice. "

A feeling of sadness and tension intertwined in Jetro's heart, as if his heart was about to burst. He held the edge of the letter with both hands, not knowing how to reply, and he didn't dare to reply.