Dimensional Hotel-Chapter 564: Super Specialty Product

Angel Fall has occurred, and the haze shrouding Boundary Land is finally swept away. The World Bridge and its accompanying Space Rift completely receded over a dozen minutes ago, and the spatial anomaly above the Boundary Land dome has calmed accordingly. With the Big Shield restarting and gradually dissipating, the entire city begins to recover from its "wartime state".

The Spiritual Fox system is restoring the temporarily flipped districts to the reality dimension. Mobile units and special ops groups are inspecting each street to ensure no residual contamination lingers at the border of reality. Deep divers are orderly retreating, ensuring no traces beyond the "safety level" remain in the Boundary City of reality.

The Council Tower still stands in the city’s heart, its upper region once affected by the spatial rift at the World Bridge’s edge. Damage appeared on the Tower Top and part of the curtain wall, but the melodic horn from the Giant Tower was maintained until the end—now it’s transformed into a tranquil, gentle chime like wind bells, signaling an imminent full-domain "wake-up".

Once the districts fully revert to the real dimension, people will awaken from their collective stupor, returning to normalcy.

As official forces in Boundary City perform these wrap-up tasks, the "civilian forces," who fought fiercely in each area and assisted in repelling the invasion, also withdraw to their various outposts.

In the square of Fairy Tale Town, Little Red Riding Hood, long-haired princess, and Mo Ran from Shuji are among the last teams to retreat to the valley.

Good news of the crisis fading and the joy of returning victorious make everyone quite excited, making the square lively—of course, the most lively ones are always those few jokers.

"Let me tell you, sis dominated the battlefield," the Snake Princess claimed the highest spot in the square—on the roof of Dorothy’s tactical command vehicle. Her snake body coiled several times on the roof, her upper body raised high, boasting to a group of teenagers around her, "Those things falling from the sky, I swallowed them one by one, didn’t even need to lift a finger to wipe out a whole batch..."

The long-haired princess ruthlessly debunked her: "Not lifting a finger? You were grabbed by someone, couldn’t even move— I watched as sparks flew when Titan swung you around."

The Snake Princess’s face turned red, assertively tapping the command vehicle’s roof with her tail tip while defending herself: "I, I opened my mouth then, I have teeth, Snake Demons count biting as fighting, you know..."

Long-haired princess: "You were spitting—"

The Snake Princess kept spitting at the long-haired princess, angrily knocking the command vehicle’s roof with her tail tip.

Seeing her car on the receiving end, Dorothy waved her hand, retrieving the vehicle, causing the Snake Princess to fall down with a thump, turning from tower-like coils into a spiral mosquito coil, and then starting an artsy rant mixed with Taixu Spirit Hub’s local dialect—mid-rant she hastily shut up, seeing a few under-ten-year-olds present...

As a wild demon, she barely understood civilization or not corrupting children—but Old Man Yun’s knuckle rap on her skull really hurt.

Little Red Riding Hood paid no mind to Snake Princess and long-haired’s ruckus; she busied herself with tallying the battle’s resource depletion and injury assessment—now with better conditions at home, Sanity Blockers and Grey Mixtures, once considered too precious, are in ample supply, but she still found several who went out saving supplies, Sleeping Beauty and Cinderella even returning their medication kits untouched.

Little Red Riding Hood understood it’s not deliberate saving or weighing priorities; it’s a long-formed habit. Many partners operate like this, unless circumstances are truly dire, opting to endure first, especially now with the Soul Wilderness as a backup barrier. As long as they survive and retreat, heavy contamination clears with a night’s sleep—this instinctive thrift maybe more prevalent.

Yet, in present times, this isn’t quite a good habit.

Though altering habits can’t be rushed, they’ll need a chat later on...

Regarding a few injuries, though not severe, each has experience lessons worth summarizing. Jack’s injury is most absurd—a Summoning Series who wouldn’t engage directly got injured blowing up one of the Green Field Army’s self-propelled artillery with a bean stalk, clearly lacking cooperative ability.

Additional issues exposed during team coordination, chaos from integration errors among abilities, communication breakdown from Bai Xue’s excessive push causing leadership disconnection, and Bell’s inability to communicate post-beast transformation...

Little Red Riding Hood glances at the long-haired princess playing and arguing with Snake Princess, feeling her headache increase.

Mo Ran remains at a corner of the square with her few trusted vassals. As a newcomer, she struggles to integrate into this..."unique atmosphere," yet following their side-by-side battle, she’s deeply impressed by the apparent youthful "children," exhibiting maturity and fierceness beyond age and peculiar abilities. Watching them regain youthful liveliness post-return, she finds it all truly unbelievable.

Are these really "Yu Sheng True Monarch’s" "family"?

Fits the True Monarch’s..."style."

"When can I return to serve my sentence..." Bone-devouring Immortal murmured on a nearby swing, her voice muffled beneath her iron mask, "Life in the Demon Suppression Tower is so stable."

Her words barely out, Blood Young Master solemnly cupped his hands skyward: "I’ve resolved to dedicate my life to the True Monarch’s great endeavor..."

Bone-devouring Immortal’s eyes widened: "Fop, what did you mess up?"

"Alas, when the Giant Tower in heaven faded he was caught off guard, his aura loosened," Withered Court Elder sighed from a side, "At that moment as he stood near the Diffusion Device, the last wisp of blood mist emerging from the blood reservoir was entirely inhaled by him."

Bone-devouring Immortal startled, anxiously analyzing the sinister old man shrouded in death before her: "You’re okay? You stood closer than him."

"I’m fundamentally different," Withered Court Elder stroked a few pale dry whiskers, embodying mystery, "He was influenced by the blood mist, I willingly continue to serve the True Monarch even—confoundingly profound blood it contains..."

What followed were a string of musings: profound realizations, great benefits, breaking previous stupidity to find the universal path—many bewildering expressions.

The Bone-devouring Immortal gradually felt a chill in her heart and quickly moved to another swing set beside, trying to stay away from the sissy and the old immortal.

Just as she moved away, she felt a gaze behind her. Turning around, she saw a little girl in a white dress, about six or seven years old, with two ponytails and bright eyes.

The creaking sound of chewing iron under the iron mask suddenly stopped.

"Do you want to play on the swing?" the Bone-devouring Immortal asked.

The little girl nodded.

The Bone-devouring Immortal then jumped off the swing, watching the little girl sit down. The latter gestured at her: "Give me a push."

The Bone-devouring Immortal tilted her head slightly, looking a bit puzzled. Then, hesitantly extended her hand, gently pushed, and pushed again.

The swing started to sway, and Xiao Xiao was laughing joyfully on it.

She hadn’t yet found her own "wolf," but the wolf’s instinct had already awakened in her spirituality. She felt that the strange sister wearing the iron mask beside her was quite easy to get along with.

"I once... had a daughter," the Bone-devouring Immortal muttered softly.

Xiao Xiao turned her head in surprise and, after a moment’s thought, curiously asked: "How old is she?"

"Five years old, always five," the Bone-devouring Immortal smiled, her eyes crescent-shaped.

The swing was swaying, Xiao Xiao tilted her head in confusion.

"She was harmed by villains." The Bone-devouring Immortal casually said while gently pushing the swing.

Xiao Xiao was taken aback, wondering what suddenly came to mind, and asked: "Then... what about the bad guys?"

"I ate them," the Bone-devouring Immortal’s eyes curved more, seemingly extremely happy, "ate them all—then I became the villain."

The swing soared high, the sky and the earth swaying up and down in their field of vision, as the clouds slowly dispersed at the horizon. Between the Black Forest and the Star Port, the sky glowed with a peculiar light, bright and dazzling.

Xiao Xiao joyfully laughed, holding the swing rope with one hand and pointing to the sky above the Black Forest with the other: "Look!"

Are children here not afraid of "cannibalism"?

The Bone-devouring Immortal looked puzzled at the child on the swing set, then turned her head in the direction where the little girl was pointing.

She saw a brilliant "aurora" spreading above the forest, with the sky slowly opening into a huge crack amidst the curtain-like light.

Beyond the crack was another world—a solitary peak suspended in chaos, with ancient secret realm-like ruins faintly visible at its summit. Its vast scale could not be identified from any known style.

The Withered Court Elder and the Blood Young Master instinctively stood up.

Everyone’s gaze was fixed on the crack, including the children running around the plaza and not far away, a formidable old man claiming to be the "orphanage guardian."

The crack slowly moved across the sky, originally seeming to linger above the Black Forest, but soon shifted above the Star Port. It then appeared to find the position inappropriate and began drifting towards the white tower on the other end of the valley—that was the long-haired princess’s tower. She didn’t usually live in the tower, which now mainly served as an adventure base for the children or a place for Jack to hang his bean canes.

The Bone-devouring Immortal’s eyes widened, the ancient aura exuded by the solitary peak in chaos shook her heart and mind. The scene of the entire space moving in the sky surpassed her understanding of "Secret Realms" as a cultivator—

So what is the space on the other side of that rift?

Is it a suddenly opening ancient secret realm? Is it the hidden holy land within this valley?

The swing set stopped, and she heard the little girl beside her clapping hands, full of joy.

"Look! Brother brought back local specialties! This time, it’s a mountain!"

"...?"