With the waiter's help, Yan Huan finally found his room.
...I really went to the wrong section.
"..."
He sighed, opened the door, and quickly shut it behind him after entering.
What met his eyes was a luxurious guest room.
Perhaps to ensure a good night's sleep, the lighting here was relatively dim.
Elegant furniture and delicate decorations complemented one another, creating an atmosphere of refined comfort.
In one corner of the room stood an enormous Dream Pool shaped like a seashell, its liquid slowly flowing within.
According to the dream manual's instructions, Yan Huan only needed to lie inside it to enter the dreamscape.
"..."
But just then, he suddenly turned back and looked toward the door.
About two seconds later, someone knocked on it.
Knock, knock, knock—
A noisy voice came from outside.
"Hey, you bastard who ran away earlier, you live here, right? You coward!"
"Quit pretending! Your room number is exactly the same as mine—how could I not find you?!"
"I've already finished cursing out your teammate. Now it's your turn!"
"...?"
Hearing that familiar voice, Yan Huan immediately shouted in annoyance:
"What the hell is wrong with you?"
"You seriously came all this way just to curse me out?"
Yan Huan immediately opened the door. It really was that blond-haired guy with glasses from earlier.
Seeing Yan Huan actually come out on his own, the blond guy was delighted and sneered:
"Well? Found your room this time? You told me to get lost earlier—does your face hurt now?"
"Do you have nothing better to do?" Yan Huan crossed his arms helplessly.
"All these hallways look exactly the same. Can you really blame me?"
"Why can't I blame you?"
The blond guy glared at Yan Huan in irritation.
"If you hadn't been yelling like an idiot,