After confirming that this issue could be solved, Gu Weiwei turned to Zhang Weiming and said, “Sure.”
Zhang Weiming hadn’t expected her to agree so readily—he was taken aback for a second, followed by a surge of uncontrollable, wild joy.
His points were about to be locked in!
“Where will you meet? How are you going to meet?” Zhang Weiming pressed on immediately.
Gu Weiwei listened and said calmly, “Wait a second.”
As she spoke, she began operating the panel right in front of Zhang Weiming.
Once Gu Weiwei confirmed the update notice, a new mini-building appeared on the page.
[Building: Trading Hall]
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[Description: A building used for trading.]
[Note: Owner can issue invitations to non-tenants.]
Shortly after, after searching around the layout, Gu Weiwei placed the building near the main entrance.
Once it was placed, looking at the considerable amount of open space remaining, Gu Weiwei felt that filling up the blank spots bit by bit actually gave her a faint sense of accomplishment.
After all, at this very moment, she felt a wave of satisfaction—as if this was the realm she had personally conquered.
After completing the placement and running the setup, Gu Weiwei saw a tiny icon hanging next to the Trading Hall building. Clicking it open, she found it was an invitation card generator.
Gu Weiwei issued them directly, and a stack of invitation cards materialized in her hands.
“Give these to the people who want to meet with me. With these invitations, they can enter the Doomsday Hotel. If there aren’t enough, they can get more from me anytime—as many as they need,” Gu Weiwei said in a light, relaxed tone.
The very nature of the Trading Hall dictated that it needed foot traffic.
Since she could collect transaction taxes from it, naturally, the more people came, the better.
Whether they were players or NPCs, she didn’t care in the slightest.
Of course, after confirming that the world inhabited by the NPCs was a real world, she was more than willing to extend a few olive branches to them.
Her personal power was limited, so she couldn’t save them all, but giving them a direction to strive for—she felt that was enough.
She believed that people from different world backgrounds possessed the courage to fight against fate.
In the eyes of the Apocalypse Game, they might be considered “bugs,” but bugs shared a unique trait:
Bugs can never be completely wiped out!
And right at this moment, a player rushed inside excitedly from the outside.
“Besides eight new apartment buildings added outside, another public building popped up called the Trading Hall!”
At this moment, the surrounding players looked at Gu Weiwei with even greater admiration!
Boss, fucking epic!
With just a casually elegant gesture, she had conjured such a magical structure out of thin air.
The boss’s power was even greater than they had imagined!
Could it be that she just hadn’t flexed it before?
Gu Weiwei picked up on the surrounding gazes, feeling somewhat helpless.
Haven’t I already built so many structures before? Why are you guys still so surprised? Maybe it’s because the Trading Hall is different from ordinary buildings.
With that thought, her face remained calm and detached—maintaining her master persona to the fullest.
Gu Weiwei felt that she was getting smoother and smoother at playing an NPC!
Only then did Zhang Weiming snap out of his daze. After taking the invitations, he said hurriedly, “Alright, then I won’t disturb you any further.”
With that, Zhang Weiming led his men and walked away.
He had to hurry and deliver the invitations into the hands of Ke Fanglan and her team.
Walking out, they weren’t as rushed as when they arrived; their steps had grown noticeably lighter.
At this time, outside the entrance, Ke Fanglan and her group kept their eyes fixed in the direction of the Doomsday Hotel, feeling a bit nervous in their hearts.
After all, she knew there was a high possibility this trip wouldn’t succeed.
Every single minute and second was sheer agony for them.
Yet their eager, watching expressions were noticed by players entering and exiting the Doomsday Hotel.
“Are you guys staying outside because you didn’t manage to get beds? Over six thousand beds were just added inside the hotel just now—if you go in right now, you might still land a spot,” Zuo Jinna, leading Fang Yangyang and the others out for a run, offered a friendly reminder upon seeing Ke Fanglan’s group.
After all, Ke Fanglan and her team held high-end equipment in hand; they didn’t look like people lacking points.
Ke Fanglan froze for a moment after being asked.
The other party assumed they were… players?
Makes sense—aside from the visible game panel, there seemed to be zero difference between players and them.
In truth, if these players hadn’t been playing the game for the first time—labeling them as NPCs while openly discussing the Apocalypse Game and players—would they have ever discovered these “visitors from beyond the sky”?
They probably wouldn’t have.
She believed that as time went on, this group of players would become increasingly vigilant.
By then, would entities like them—the NPCs—still be able to learn the “truth” from the players’ mouths?
Perhaps sensing the other party’s goodwill, Ke Fanglan offered a calm smile: “We aren’t players.”
“Huh?” Zuo Jinna’s group froze on the spot in an instant.
Not players… so they’re NPCs?
But how could NPCs realize that they were players?
Zuo Jinna instinctively picked up on something being off.
“Are we about to trigger some kind of quest?” someone muttered under their breath subconsciously.
Listening in, Ke Fanglan pursed her lips.
Right at this moment, Zhang Weiming’s crew emerged from the Doomsday Hotel, sprinting excitedly straight toward Ke Fanglan.
“Captain Ke!” Upon drawing near, Zhang Weiming called out to Ke Fanglan, “Captain Ke, the boss agreed!”
Hearing the word “agreed,” Ke Fanglan’s pupils shrank involuntarily.
She agreed… She actually agreed!!!
At this point, Zhang Weiming glanced at Zuo Jinna and her team off to the side.
Once Zuo Jinna’s group reacted, they turned around and walked away directly, though they etched this incident deeply into their minds.
Immediately after, Zhang Weiming handed the stack of invitations in his hands over to Ke Fanglan. “These are invitations to the Doomsday Hotel’s new building, the Trading Hall. With these invitations, you can freely enter and exit the Doomsday Hotel.”
The stack of invitations held in her hands felt light as a feather, yet to Ke Fanglan, it weighed a thousand tons!
This was their hope!
“The boss said if there aren’t enough, we can just ask her for more!” Zhang Weiming continued, putting Ke Fanglan and her team’s minds completely at ease.
“How did you phrase it to her?” Ke Fanglan hadn’t expected such a surprise windfall either; it felt like pie falling straight from the sky.
“I didn’t really say much at all. I feel like the boss might have known long ago that you guys were coming,” Zhang Weiming directly voiced his impression, because everything had happened so naturally and logically.
He figured that as a special NPC, having a few special capabilities was completely normal for the boss.
What Zhang Weiming didn’t realize, however, was how much of an impact his words had on Ke Fanglan.
At this moment, she grew even more impatient to meet Gu Weiwei.
At the very least, she wanted to see if they could learn the “truth” about their game zone from Gu Weiwei.
Even if they couldn’t find out everything, having a few details revealed would still be wonderful for them!
On the spot, Ke Fanglan felt eager to head back immediately.
She wanted to bring these invitations back to let the Commander come negotiate with the Doomsday Hotel’s boss in person.
Of course, as anxious as Ke Fanglan was, she didn’t forget Zhang Weiming.
After thinking it over, Ke Fanglan said to Zhang Weiming: “We’ll head back for a bit and return real soon. Why don’t you guys stay and hang out in the Doomsday Hotel for now?”
Listening to this, Zhang Weiming nodded, “Sounds good.”
As for the reward promised by Ke Fanglan earlier, he believed she wouldn’t go back on her word.
Zhang Weiming’s crew was pretty happy—after all, the inside of the Doomsday Hotel was far more comfortable than the outside.
Shortly after, Zhang Weiming’s crew happily walked back toward the Doomsday Hotel.
Only after entering did he suddenly remember something: he seemed to have forgotten about Du Yihe.
No worries though—he should know to come inside on his own later.
Meanwhile, Ke Fanglan rushed straight back to the base with the invitations.
Inside the meeting room:
Li Yuanzheng was currently dealing with a sudden, troublesome matter.
“Someone tried to break into the armory? Who was it?” Li Yuanzheng’s eyes darkened.
Due to its geographical location, F City had an armory situated in a deep mountain nearby, and the primary key to it was held directly by him.
He hadn’t expected someone to harbor bad intentions so quickly.
And anyone capable of targeting it must have at least been one of “their own” initially.
What were they trying to do now—grab weapons to act like tyrants in F City?
“Unclear, but the other party seems to have assembled a sizable faction by now, perhaps planning to make a major move,” the person reporting the situation commented with sarcasm.
After F City lost order, quite a few factions had cropped up.
Although some factions took in survivors, they committed plenty of wicked deeds as well.
They recorded every single one of them, waiting for conditions to stabilize before conducting a complete sweep.
Otherwise, if they couldn’t even manage themselves, how could they conduct a sweep?
“Assign more personnel to watch it. Let those people know the authorities are still guarding the place. If they still dare move, we won’t stand on ceremony either,” Li Yuanzheng ordered with decisive ruthlessness.
They had hauled weapons out themselves as well, which was the very foundation supporting his command over this base.
“Yes sir.”
Just as Li Yuanzheng prepared to move on to the next task, a knock sounded on the office door—rhythmic and enthusiastic.
Li Yuanzheng’s mind stirred slightly; normally, no one would interrupt them at a time like this unless an emergency occurred. Could it be that news had arrived from the Doomsday Hotel?
The moment that thought crossed his mind, Li Yuanzheng’s heart fluttered with anxiety involuntarily.
“Come in!”
Once the door opened, Ke Fanglan indeed walked in from outside.
“Commander,” Ke Fanglan spoke, the joy on her face unsuppressible. “It succeeded!”
Li Yuanzheng stood right up from his seat, slapping the desk subconsciously as he said in delightful surprise, “Fantastic!”
He then learned the details of what happened from Ke Fanglan’s mouth and received that stack of invitations.
Holding them in his hands, Li Yuanzheng’s grip on the invitations tightened slightly.
A moment later, his tone carried an unsuppressible excitement, “Let’s go, we’re heading over to check it out right now.”
They were finally going to see the true face of the Doomsday Hotel.
And the answers they sought—could they find them out from this boss’s mouth?
In just a short span of time, Li Yuanzheng and his team arrived outside the Doomsday Hotel.
In reality, they still couldn’t see the Doomsday Hotel, standing outside with a hint of bewilderment.
That persisted until they unwrapped the invitations in their hands.
The moment they opened them, a massive architectural complex suddenly materialized right before their eyes.
It was roughly the size of a small town.
And above the very central structure, four large words were written:
Doomsday Hotel.
This scene was truly mind-boggling, once again refreshing Li Yuanzheng and his team’s worldview.
Hearing about it versus seeing it with one’s own eyes—naturally, the latter delivered a far stronger impact.
After composing himself for a long moment, Li Yuanzheng let out a soft breath and stepped inside.
The moment they entered, the group felt a wave of cool, refreshing air hit them.
To them, it was literally a world of ice versus fire.
The inside was actually this comfortable.
Seeing it once is worth hearing about it a hundred times!
Magical—truly magical!