At Yi Chen's invitation, the zombie cautiously carried his precious movie merchandise and stepped into the motor lodge. In the blink of an eye, the dilapidated lodge transformed into a luxury hotel.
Behind the counter stood a presence that made the zombie feel uneasy, someone he feared the most among all disasters.
The manager wore his signature smile, "Mr. Yi actually brought such a distinguished guest? However, if a disaster wants to stay at my establishment, it requires rather complicated procedures and reporting to the high-rise."
"Not staying, I just happened to meet Mr. Zombie outside today; the crew's work delayed him quite a bit. I was thinking of inviting him to dinner.
Since I'm unsure if the outside restaurant suits Mr. Zombie's taste, I thought I might as well bring him here to you, manager."
"Eating doesn't require reporting. Just take the elevator next to you to the Second Floor to reach the hotel restaurant, and I'll deduct the expenses directly from your crew."
