Needless to say.
When everyone entered the Central Grand Hotel where they were staying, they all felt as if they had traveled through time and found themselves in another world.
Although it lacked the dazzling luxury of a modern top-tier five-star hotel, as well as the meticulously crafted decorative details created by artists from all walks of life, the abundant light sources—so plentiful they seemed free—and the faint, elegant fragrance in the air were enough to display its nobility and extraordinary nature.
Under a server's guidance, Liu Zhi arrived at his room.
Room 501, on the fifth floor.
When the door slowly opened inward, the first thing that caught his eye was the spacious and comfortable bed.
The sheets were white as snow, the pillows fluffy and soft, and the air was filled with the fragrance of orchids.
Compared to this place, his residence in his own territory was like a pigsty—almost too awful to look at.
After seeing the server out, Liu Zhi gently closed the door behind him. Then he hurried to the bed and flung himself onto it like he was shooting a basket, savoring the soft mattress and delicate bedding.
Needless to say, linen bedding could hardly be called especially comfortable. But compared with the straw mats woven by survivors, it made him feel as if his entire body were being wrapped in gentle clouds.
He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, enjoying this comfort and tranquility he had never experienced before.
For the next few minutes, he seemed to enter a beautiful dream.
He felt as if he had become a flying bird, soaring freely through this boundless world.
He also felt a lightness and joy he had never known before, as if the heavy burden on his shoulders had been lifted.
That feeling lasted