Survival in the dormitory, I was pulled into the management group

in the dormitory.

Chen Bei sat in a chair, wiping the snow sword that had just been used to kill someone, even though there was no blood on it.

There are only two minutes left in the countdown; the game is about to end.

In private chats, some people thanked him or added him as a friend.

Chen Bei felt no joy whatsoever from this; he only felt a sense of irony.

He returned the sword to its sheath.

Chen Bei then picked up the spoils he had just looted. There were quite a lot of things, such as the personal equipment left behind by the little cook after her death, all of which belonged to him.

We found quite a few things in the warehouse.

Among the items were a badge, five large experience packs, a four-barreled shotgun, an armor-piercing rifle, a prototype protective suit, a box of various colored Coca-Cola, and so on.

In the Otherworld, these Cokes each have unique effects.

After this game, the effects of the cola will change and become more universal.

Alternatively, it can be used simply as a healing medicine; it will come in handy eventually.

The countdown is over.

The game has been completed.

Chen Bei returned to the dormitory building with his own dormitory room.

as always.

-

Building 296, a high-class dormitory building.

Inside a large hall.

Many players gathered here, chatting in twos and threes.

Chen Bei, who had just finished a game, also arrived here.

He absolutely had to come because the staff of the Peace Hotel sent him a message, requiring this "new guest" to make a trip there.

So he came.

Looking around, in the center of the hall stood a statue of Night Pastoral.

Legendary players still hold a high status.

Chen Bei looked at the statue, lost in thought.

He has collected almost all 108 Blood Sacrifice Fragments and Badges. If he were willing to spend money to buy more, he could complete the rest.

Doesn't this mean he can take on the ultimate challenge and become the second legendary player?

I have a feeling things aren't that simple...

The risks of fusing with the Blood Sacrifice Fragment are too great.

"Look, a group of people are coming, and the one leading them looks like the proprietress of the Peace Hotel!"

The other players' words brought Chen Bei back to his senses.

Look around.

A group of players walked over, led by a female player wearing a fox-face mask. She had long, flowing hair and a slender figure, which made people wonder about the face behind the mask.

Her front attire was relatively simple, but behind her followed an automatically floating weapon box, ready to unleash its full firepower at any moment.

This must be Aoandon.

As a neutral organization within the high-class dormitory complex, the Peace Hotel's ability to remain standing and be permitted by the three major alliances is by no means an easy feat.

Aobozu strode over, stopped, looked around, and then asked, "How many people have come?"

The subordinate named Liu Zi Bu Chi Fen stepped forward, counted the number of people, and said, "I sent a message to thirty-six players, and twenty-seven of them came. All thirty-six of them are on vacation and are able to gather here."

“If they don’t come, it shows they don’t know the rules. Send a message to everyone who didn’t come to remind them and give them one last five minutes.”

"Yes!"

Then, someone unfolded a folding chair and placed it behind Aoandon.

Aobozu sat down, crossed his legs, and began to close his eyes to rest.

That raised foot, clad in a high heel with illuminated details, would occasionally wiggle, its graceful shape sometimes drawing attention.

The players who were called to gather were left standing there without any instructions.

The crowd murmured amongst themselves, some expressing dissatisfaction, but no one left.

The Peace Hotel and Aobozu are still quite intimidating.

Liu Zi followed the instructions and sent a message to urge them on.

Several more players arrived one after another.

Five minutes passed.

Thirty-five people were present; only one was missing!

Liu Zi reported the situation.

Without even opening his eyes, Aobozu said indifferently, "A troublemaker like this who doesn't follow the rules doesn't deserve to stay at the Peace Hotel. Let's just 'eat him up and get rid of him'."

"Yes!"

Liu Zi responded emphatically.

A projection appeared in mid-air and began broadcasting live to the players present.

They were all newcomers to the Peace Hotel.

The purpose of letting them watch this live stream is obvious.

The live stream showed a fast-paced team of players launching an attack on the dormitory of the player who had been late.

They quickly breached the dormitory and killed the players inside!

This is what happens when you don't obey a summons.

Superior dormitories are different from lower- or mid-level dormitories.

If a player is killed during a holiday, their dormitory will not disappear, but will remain for a period of time, allowing others to loot it.

After a while, the dormitory will be automatically emptied and replaced.

After killing the people, the squad from the Peace Hotel immediately began looting. Judging from their practiced manner, this was definitely not their first time doing something like this.

Those present who watched the live broadcast were still shaken.

If they hadn't come, the outcome would have been the same!

Aobozu stood up and said calmly, "I called you here for no particular reason, just to meet you new guests. This place is called the Peace Hotel. Adults should understand how heavy the word 'peace' is. If you want the Peace Hotel's protection, you must abide by everything here and keep a low profile."

The new guests present remained silent.

Even if they had some complaints, they kept them to themselves.

Aobozu turned and left without saying anything more.

The crowd dispersed.

Secretly, some people complained in the group chat, saying they wanted to find a way to curry favor with powerful figures.

Most of those who stayed at the Peace Hotel were looking for better opportunities while still employed. Once they joined one of the three major alliances and had a powerful backer, they would leave.

In fact, this way of life is not necessarily a good thing.

Joining the three major leagues is no different from being peaceful.

-

The afternoon of the first day of the holiday.

Chen Bei hadn't forgotten about helping Lin Yuchuan resolve the situation.

In the previous game, he watched Lin Yuchuan being tormented by the curse, which was truly tragic.

He would try anything, no matter how small, to help his childhood friend get out of trouble.

The adversary who tormented Lin Yuchuan was named "Grey Raven" in the game and belonged to the Dragon Alliance.

Chen Bei had never dealt with the other party before, so he used all his connections, even picking up some players he hadn't contacted in a long time.

He said almost the same thing as everyone else: he asked these people if they knew "Grey Raven" and if they could pull some strings.

During this process, Chen Bei discovered that the profile pictures of many friends he hadn't contacted for a long time had gone black.

Like sand being washed away by the great waves, those players who perish are like grains of sand that are eliminated, appearing so small and insignificant.

Many of the messages I sent disappeared without a trace.

Most of the people who replied to him didn't recognize the Grey Raven.

Although he left the mutual aid society, Feng Zhiji still agreed to help him find a way out.

Finally, the one who gave him a glimmer of hope was actually the player called "Empress".