Dimensional Hotel

The elevator descended smoothly and silently, creating a calm and quiet atmosphere inside the cabin.

Bai Li Qing was the first to break the silence. “Regarding Foxy’s ‘hometown’ potentially being located in the ‘outside world,’ it’s best if no one mentions it.”

Yu Sheng didn’t say a word but cast a questioning glance at her.

“Because of the influence of the Dark Angels, the people in this world are highly anxious about ‘visitors from another land,’” Bai Li Qing explained directly, without any cryptic wording. “An official organization like the Special Affairs Bureau can handle this issue cautiously and rationally, but other groups… they’re not so calm.”

Yu Sheng gave a slight nod. “Alright, I understand.”

When they returned to the small room, Irene and Foxy were still there, waiting patiently.

The moment Yu Sheng entered, Foxy eagerly approached him, holding a plate of cake in her hands with the kind of enthusiasm that could be mistaken for an attack. She thrust the plate toward him. “Benefactor! This is for you! It’s delicious!”

Yu Sheng nearly stumbled backward from her forceful offer. Stepping back to steady himself, he glanced down at the plate. On it was a palm-sized cream cake, twisted and mangled, with nuts piled on top in an obviously excessive amount. The nuts were crammed onto the cake, making it appear larger than the cake itself.

Then he looked at Foxy and saw that her face, hands, and even her ears were smeared with cream. How she managed to get cream on her ears was a mystery—had she shoved her head into the cake?

The fox girl grinned happily, looking at him with expectant eyes. Yu Sheng hesitated but eventually accepted the “customized” cake. Irene, standing nearby, offered an explanation. “Just eat it. This silly fox saved it for you. She said you love nuts and raisins, so she dumped half a jar of toppings into it.”

Before Yu Sheng had entered, his mind had been preoccupied with heavy thoughts—Dark Angels, otherworldly journeys, grim fairy tales, and despair. But looking at Foxy’s warm, joyful smile, much of that weight seemed to melt away. Still, he couldn’t help but look at the cake with a conflicted expression. To be fair, he was touched by the gesture, but the cake’s appearance was unappetizing, and just looking at it made him feel his blood sugar spike.

However, it was a heartfelt gesture from the fox girl, and refusing wasn’t an option. Adding to the situation was Bai Li Qing’s expression, which, though calm, seemed to be silently enjoying the show. Yu Sheng braced himself, murmured a “thank you,” and took a bite of the cake with a fork.

And nearly broke a tooth.

“What the heck is this?!” Yu Sheng exclaimed in shock, poking through the cake until he pulled out a hard, shiny object that felt like a stone. He looked up at Foxy.

Foxy grinned. “It’s a raisin.”

Yu Sheng: “…?”

“I couldn’t fit anything more on top, so I squished it.”

Yu Sheng: “…?”

Seriously, a raisin? This thing was practically a brick. The silly girl clearly lacked common sense but had remarkable strength!

Yu Sheng forced himself to eat a couple of softer bites and then handed the remaining cake back to Foxy, explaining that he had already snacked earlier and wasn’t hungry. Nonetheless, he sincerely thanked her for her thoughtfulness. Foxy didn’t mind. She happily took the cake back and began eating it herself, crunching on the raisin brick with a sound like a grinder.

Yu Sheng could have sworn he saw sparks flying from her teeth.

“Let’s head home once we finish eating,” Yu Sheng said, pulling out a tissue to wipe the cream off Foxy’s ear. “There’s still a lot to do when we get back.”

“Done with your ‘tour’?” Irene asked from the table, looking up at him.

Yu Sheng smiled and ruffled the little doll’s hair. “All done.”

“Alright,” Irene replied, climbing up Yu Sheng’s arm with practiced ease until she perched on his shoulder. Then she asked casually, “What about that ‘metal lump’ you brought? No results yet? Are you leaving it here?”

Yu Sheng glanced at Bai Li Qing.

“This will take some time,” Bai Li Qing replied calmly. “We need to conduct detailed scans of its interior and microscopic structure. This isn’t something that can be completed in a day or two. If you trust us, you can leave it here.” ℞ÂꞐÒ𐌱ΕS̈

“…That’s fine,” Yu Sheng agreed after a brief moment of thought. “It’s just sitting around at my place anyway. Just let me know when you have any conclusions. Foxy! Don’t use your tail to wipe your mouth!”

Bai Li Qing watched the scene unfold.

It was strange, incongruous, and surreal—but for these people, it somehow felt perfectly natural.

A faint, almost imperceptible smile flickered in her eyes.

“I’ll arrange for someone to escort you home,” she said suddenly.

“Oh, no need. We can get back on our own,” Yu Sheng replied while continuing to clean Foxy’s face, hands, and tail with tissues. He glanced back at Bai Li Qing and added, “And since you’re here, I won’t bother using my phone to report in.”

Bai Li Qing froze for a moment before realizing what he meant. She quickly picked up her phone and notified the monitoring department, then turned back to Yu Sheng with a slightly perplexed expression. “Now… is it fine?”

Yu Sheng smiled and casually reached out into the air. With a simple motion, he pulled open a shimmering phantom door. On the other side was the living room of Wutong Road No. 66.

“Want to come in for a visit?” Yu Sheng stood at the door, instinctively extending the offer to the female director standing in front of him. “Since we’re already at my doorstep…”

Bai Li Qing found his words somewhat awkward but kept a straight face as she shook her head. “No, I still have work to do.”

“Alright then, we’ll head out first. Thanks for hosting us. Let me know if there’s anything,” Yu Sheng replied, nodding politely. He then carried Irene and led Foxy by the hand, stepping through the door. “Bye-bye.”

“Mm, goodbye…”

As soon as the words left her lips, the phantom door vanished, along with her unusual guests. Their departure was so abrupt yet natural, as if they had never been there.

Bai Li Qing stood silently in the small room, gazing at the spot where the door had disappeared. After a long pause, she exhaled deeply, her gaze calming. Picking up her phone, she dialed a number and spoke steadily once the call connected. “How’s the situation on the monitoring team?”

Song Cheng’s voice came through the receiver. “Still tracking manually. The dislocation phenomenon just subsided.”

“…The spatial stabilization device was running the entire time, correct?”

“…Yes, at full power.”

“And the internal calibration system and spatial shielding network in the headquarters?”

“Those systems never shut down—you know that.”

“What about the warp disruptor…”

Song Cheng sounded a bit resigned. “Also running. We even cranked it up to maximum power today for indiscriminate coverage, which caused temporary shutdowns at the customs office and transit hub downstairs.”

Bai Li Qing was silent for two seconds.

“…He opened a door and walked out right in front of me, without showing any sign of confusion. I believe he didn’t even notice any ‘obstructions’ here.”

There was a soft click from the other end, the sound of a lighter igniting a cigarette.

“Director,” Song Cheng’s tone carried a hint of weariness. “I’d like to remind you that him opening a door and leaving is a minor issue—what you need to be prepared for is the fact that next time, he might just open a door and come back.”

“I know. That was within expectations.”

“Isn’t the risk a bit high?” Song Cheng couldn’t help but question. “Inviting him directly to the headquarters today… now he knows its coordinates.”

“Trust my judgment, Little Song,” Bai Li Qing exhaled softly and replied calmly. “Having him see the Special Affairs Bureau as a ‘friend’ brings far more benefits than risks. Especially after today’s close interaction, I’m even more confident in this judgment.”

“…I understand. I trust what your eyes see. I’ll go back to monitoring the team.”

“Alright.”

Just before hanging up, Song Cheng suddenly remembered something. “Oh, right, there’s good news.”

“Go ahead.”

“The technical department has made progress. The research team successfully isolated and integrated the signal characteristics of his ‘door-opening’ events. They should soon be able to enhance the spatial warning system with automatic filtering and tagging features,” Song Cheng’s voice carried a note of optimism. “Once that’s up and running, things will get much easier.”

“Annual outstanding employee, outstanding team, star researcher award, technical star medal, commendation—if they succeed.”

“…Director, the year’s not over yet…”

“Set it for now,” Bai Li Qing said coolly. “Unless someone manages to save a world in the last month of the year.”

“Alright…”

After ending the call, Bai Li Qing casually tossed her phone onto the table and sighed tiredly. Leaning back in her chair, she tilted her head slightly to look out through the large window into the lab on the other side.

On the faintly glowing polymer barrier, a pair of pale, dispassionate eyes had quietly appeared at some point.

The eyes stared at her silently.

“…They’ve left?”

“They have.”

“Oh.”

“Will you stop peeking next time?”

“I won’t.”

Bai Li Qing’s expression didn’t change. She merely sighed.

A slightly mechanical and monotonous voice continued speaking in her mind. “I can’t help it. You should know it’s instinctual for me.”

“As you wish,” Bai Li Qing replied, pausing before asking casually, “Did you notice anything significant? Even though you were reckless this time, at least you completed a close observation.”

“He has humanity,” the eyes stated.

Bai Li Qing remained silent, clearly unsurprised.

“Strong and genuine humanity, not something mimicked,” the eyes continued. “Moreover, he doesn’t seem to be an ‘entity,’ at least not one generated by Wutong Road No. 66.”

A change finally flickered in Bai Li Qing’s eyes.

“How can you tell?”

“His shadow. The shadow he casts in the Spirit Realm is even larger than Wutong Road No. 66. It’s not so much that Wutong Road No. 66 created him, but rather… that he generated Wutong Road No. 66 in the Borderland so he could reasonably ‘exist’ in our world.”

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