Lu Yan takes over a bankrupt deserted island buried in debt. To pay it off, he decides to build a resort.
His former colleagues mock him, eager to see him fail. But on opening day, the whole world’s sense of reality is shattered.
Tourist A: “What kind of resort has a ten-meter-tall cyber mech as its security guard? It punched a typhoon to pieces!”
Tourist B: “You said these were ocean-view rooms. Why have you put me in Atlantis, twenty thousand meters under the sea? And the lifeguard is a real mermaid?!”
Tourist C: “Don’t stop me! I want to work for the elf chef for the rest of my life. One plate of his greens gave me ten extra years!”
The world’s top medical researchers and tech moguls charter private planes to the island, all just to book an ordinary standard room.
A billionaire: “Boss Lu, how about I trade half my fortune for a lifetime VIP pass?”
Lu Yan glances at the reservation list, which is booked three years in advance, and sighs helplessly. “Sorry, we’re full. Maybe you could ask the gatekeeper, the grand cultivator, if he’ll make room for you in the doghouse?”
