Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

The gentle female voice in the elevator broadcast carefully reminded Feng Lan.

“My room card is missing? Someone stole my room card!!!”

"Sir, we cannot provide assistance without the guest's room card."

"My room card was stolen! Go get it back for me! Fu/k! Without the room card, I can't even use the elevator in this crappy hotel!"

As soon as she got out of the elevator, Feng Lan heard someone screaming and shouting in despair.

A tall, muscular white man with a deep facial expression was angrily pulling a two-meter-tall man in a yellow uniform, with long arms and legs and a gentle smile on his face.

Facing the guest's questioning, the yellow-clad waiter smiled, lowered his head, locked his eyes with the angry white man, and spoke again, "Guest, please show me your room card."

Feng Lan, the onlooker, could sense the ominous aura emanating from the yellow-robed waiter. The angry guest, either foolish or simply overly angry and frightened, kept tugging at the yellow-robed waiter's collar, muttering, "My room card! Go find my room card! My room card has been stolen!"

The next second, the seemingly harmless yellow-robed waiter took action.

His long arms and legs wrapped around the white man like some kind of boneless tentacles, wrapping him up layer by layer. The white man tried to struggle in vain, but these 'tentacles' were pulled like rubber, leaving wide handprints and a face of struggling pain.

"Intruder spotted—"

The smile on the yellow-robed waiter's face was so gentle and submissive, and the scene was not bloody, but Feng Lan could see a kind of cruelty on his face. He was enjoying this torture.

"Zizi..."

The next second, the yellow-robed waiter's hands and feet that were wrapped around the man seemed to be melted by high temperature, like some kind of glue melting and falling to the ground. The white man covered his neck in pain, gasping for breath, looking weak. A room card fell from his corroded pocket.

"My room card!"

The white man finally found his room card and rushed over in surprise. His face turned purple and red due to suffocation, and there were marks of strangulation on his neck. After finding the room card, he looked excited again. On the other hand, the waiter in yellow still had a smiling face, but Feng Lan read frozen, panic and fear on his face.

"guest……"

The yellow-robed waiter spoke softly, not even taking a glance at his melted hands and feet on the ground. His empty body hunched over as he lowered his head, "I've found your room card..."

"Ahem... Is this the standard of the waiters at the King's Hotel? I want to complain! Ahem..."

The white man shouted weakly, but Feng Lan inexplicably sensed a hint of blackmail.

Sure enough, the yellow-robed waiter was terrified after hearing what the white man said. He was so humble that he wanted to kneel down to the white man. In the end, the yellow-robed waiter voluntarily gave the white man 1,000 victory coins and a B-level item as compensation.

Feng Lan: "..."

Ah, learned something.

As expected, there are no truly stupid players who can survive.

Feng Lan was surprised, but she would not follow this player's example. She saw the profits and risks. After the white man left triumphantly, Feng Lan also saw the yellow-clothed waiter staring at him with a smile as he left.

Being targeted by an NPC is not a good thing, especially when you have offended this NPC, who also has a high combat power.

Similarly, Feng Lan also realized from the conflict between the two that in the King's Hotel, as long as the room card is not lost, the player's safety can be absolutely guaranteed, no matter how high the NPC's combat power is.

She put the room card into the space and put it in her pocket for fear that it would be stolen. Who knows which player might have this skill.

Feng Lan was not familiar with the place, so she walked around the first floor. The yellow-clad waiters here were all two meters tall.

Regardless of gender, they all have the same length of arms and legs, and the smiles on their faces are all the same, submissive and gentle. After looking at them for a long time, they look like masks and are creepy. When facing customers, due to their height, they all lower their heads, like dolls without temper.