Taking in the room's atmosphere, Zhao Si put all his luggage and weapons into his Inventory, lest a few burly men burst in later and confiscate his weapons when they hauled him away.
He shut the door and locked it. Looking at the inn room's door, a perfect replica of a prison cell door, Zhao Si kept feeling as though he had locked himself up.
He lowered his head to inspect the skeleton in the cage and discovered that the bones were real human bones, not a model.
"They really didn't skimp on materials," Zhao Si exclaimed admiringly.
It seemed the torture instruments were real too, most likely castoffs from interrogation chambers and prisons that the innkeeper had acquired as decorations. This owner really did have a head full of business ideas.
Did Mt. Gelmir actually get tourists? Yes. Hadn't Gideon said its hot springs were famous? There might have been far more idle people in the Lands Between than he imagined. Every so often, they came to soak in the hot springs and experience being locked in "prison" while they were at it. It was purely a way to add some excitement to their boring lives.
There was another kind, too: people visiting prisoners.
Living too long really did come with this problem-there was too much time to kill.
So he really ought to get everyone in the Lands Between hooked on games, spending every day gaming and scrolling through short videos to pass the time. Who knew? The Lands Between might even flourish.
Zhao Si took out his notebook and checked his script and persona once more.
Persona: a flamboyant, outspoken wanderer from a foreign land.
"Good. That part shouldn't be much of a problem." Zhao Si nodded and checked it off.
Theme: dig up secrets and tear