I wanted to lie down completely, but who knew that after inheriting a hotel, my painting style began to go astray——
The front desk register can write by itself, and the old TV tells me the tragedy of the apocalypse every day.
The first tenant paid for the room with his "sister smile" and then turned into light before my eyes.
I'm so numb. Do I have to join this class?
What's even more outrageous is yet to come.
Is the company going to demolish my store? I backhandedly used the guests' memories to create a nightmare for them.
The missing parents left a message for me, saying that the "key" to saving the world was hidden in the memories of the guests?
My client list now includes, but is not limited to: martyrs from the zombie world, avengers from the wizarding world, and a philosopher who has almost lost his mind.
I just wanted to be a landlord quietly, so why did I become the property manager and chief security guard in all the worlds?
Dear bosses, the rent... Can be paid with memory, but please stop using my door to test your weapons!
——I'm tired, so I have to lie down. I've thought about it. Before I lie down, I still have to dismantle the door! !
