Dimensional Hotel
Chapter 276: Just Like That, Were Here

To most people, Wutong Road No. 66 was invisible.

Yet, to Special Affairs Bureau Operatives gifted with spiritual sensitivity and trained focus, the mysterious empty lot and the strange wall marking the end of Wutong Road No. 66 were clearly visible—an uncanny territory, strictly off-limits.

Now, under the serene cloak of night, both the empty lot and that eerie wall had silently vanished—gone without a trace, as though they had never existed at all.

Two Special Affairs Bureau Operatives practically blinked out of their guard post and froze in astonishment. Standing dumbstruck in the narrow alley, they felt the chill of the night air, yet cold sweat trickled from their necks down to their toes.

Their specialized training sharpened their senses, and they quickly assessed the surrounding buildings. Each one had shifted or changed in various subtle yet unmistakable ways. Houses that once stood far apart now stood shoulder-to-shoulder; buildings formerly located across the empty lot had somehow moved much closer. Everything gave the impression that this entire space had been forcefully expanded by something alien. Now, with that mysterious presence abruptly gone, the distorted space quietly reverted to its original shape, unnoticed by the outside world.

One operative wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and turned anxiously to his partner. “…Now what?”

“What else can we do? Report it!” his partner replied, equally pale-faced. “This definitely has to go straight to the Director.”

“…But how the heck are we gonna explain this?”

“We’ll just say exactly what we saw. It’s way beyond our paygrade anyway,” sighed the younger operative, his expression growing even more worried. “You don’t think we did something wrong and drove them away, do you?”

“Nah, shouldn’t be. Yu Sheng was out walking Foxy just now, and I greeted them myself. They seemed in great spirits at the time…”

…

Thick mist flowed through the streets, rising and falling like some kind of viscous fluid. Strangely, the fog stopped abruptly a few meters away from Wutong Road No. 66, forming a clear boundary—none of it breached even slightly past that line.

“Hey, it actually worked!” Yu Sheng said, quite pleased. He turned to Irene and Foxy, who had eagerly come over to check out their new surroundings. “Opened the Door, and here we are, right in the foggy side!”

Irene didn’t respond immediately. Instead, she cautiously stepped outside the house, looked around, then glanced back before staring suspiciously at Yu Sheng. “Are you sure you just opened a Door? Why does the atmosphere feel so weird… Wait a second, the entire house is here! And something feels really off about our surroundings—the utility pole over there used to be a bit further to the left…”

Yu Sheng took a careful look around, brow furrowing as if sensing something. After a moment of hesitation, he rubbed his chin uncertainly. “Maybe it’s a bit crooked.”

Irene suddenly grasped what he meant: “…What exactly did you make crooked?!”

“The house.”

“…Holy crap?!”

“Well, theoretically, I might’ve successfully ‘landed’ all of Wutong Road No. 66 into this foggy side. The whole process seemed controllable,” Yu Sheng explained sheepishly, scratching his head. “Since the entire house was already slipping into an Otherworld, I figured—if it could descend like a person, maybe it could move like a person too. Like you once said: humans have souls, machines have Machine Spirits, houses might have their own spirits too. So, I tried to steer and control it intentionally while opening the Door, imagining Wutong Road No. 66 itself as part of the Door frame…”

Irene’s eyes nearly popped out. “…That actually worked?!”

She glanced around again before quickly darting back. “You’re not messing with me, right? This isn’t just some projection of Wutong Road No. 66 appearing on the foggy side? You genuinely moved the whole building itself over here?”

Yu Sheng raised an eyebrow. “You really think a place like Wutong Road No. 66 would cast a projection here like any ordinary building?”

“…Right. Good point. Wutong Road No. 66 is an Otherworld itself, after all, and a special one at that,” Irene admitted, scratching her head. “And you even landed it crooked…”

“You really don’t have to emphasize that.”

Foxy looked up eagerly, eyes bright and tail wagging with excitement. She turned to Yu Sheng without a hint of worry. “Benefactor, what now? Do we head out now?”

“Hold on. Let’s go back first,” Yu Sheng replied, not yet stepping out. Instead, he closed the Door again. “We need to confirm the situation in the Valley first.”

“Valley? Oh, right!” Irene suddenly realized, eyes wide. “You moved the entire Wutong Road No. 66! Who knows what happened to the connection with the Valley?!”

Yu Sheng soon led Fox and Doll down into the basement, pushing open the fixed Teleportation Door to the Valley.

A tranquil Valley greeted them beneath its artificial curtain of night.

Yu Sheng stepped onto the Portal Platform and gazed up at the sky—thick clouds formed an artificial canopy overhead, crafted by his own hands.

He was already adept at controlling this cycle; every evening, as the real world grew dark, he would draw this curtain over the Valley. When dawn broke, he’d open the skies again. This simple yet effective method solved two great mysteries: the crops finally flourished, and the restless little ones learned to sleep through the night.

No greenhouses necessary.

Next, Yu Sheng felt out the Teleportation Door in the “Town.”

“Looks stable enough,” he nodded in satisfaction. “Seems Wutong Road No. 66’s little ‘shift’ didn’t disturb our Doors. And the Valley’s environment remains unchanged.”

They returned to the living room.

Yu Sheng pulled out his phone again. “Signal’s all good too.”

“The entire house sank into the ‘other side,’ and you’ve still got cell service?” Irene leaned forward, eyes wide in disbelief. “Seriously, what’s up with this place?”

“Beats me,” Yu Sheng shrugged. “The signal itself was already a mystery from day one, and now you want to solve it?”

“Solving isn’t the issue,” Irene suddenly recalled something important, “but I just remembered—since you’ve dragged the entire house ‘over here,’ shouldn’t you notify the Special Affairs Bureau?”

Yu Sheng froze. “Oh crap! That’s right—”

Before he could finish, an urgent ringtone erupted from his phone.

Caller ID: Bai Li Qing, recent champion of Yu Sheng’s call log.

“You should get a family plan with her; might save you some money,” Irene muttered, glancing at the screen.

Yu Sheng waved at the noisy doll to be quiet, cautiously picking up the call. He forced a nervous, awkward smile (even though Director Bai couldn’t see it). “Ah… Good evening, Director Bai.”

Strangely, when his overly polite greeting echoed out, he thought he heard a faint sigh from the other end—as if Bai Li Qing had suddenly relaxed.

Her calm, clear voice came through: “I just received a report from the Wutong Road Station. It seems…your house and the entire ‘plot’ beneath it vanished.”

Yu Sheng: “…”

Truth be told, he hadn’t imagined anything so drastic. The whole area disappeared? That powerful?

He’d thought, at worst, the Bureau might’ve gotten another weird alarm, given the unconventional way he’d opened the Door this time. Maybe their new automated filtering system simply couldn’t recognize it yet.

In Yu Sheng’s brief silence, Bai Li Qing spoke again: “What happened?”

Yu Sheng raised his head, gazing thoughtfully at the thick mist drifting through the streets. He carefully pieced together words, hoping to form a sentence that would logically and truthfully depict reality. After multiple considerations, he broke the silence, cautiously: “I noticed a strange fog outside earlier, the kind that’s clearly unnatural, so I decided to go out and investigate.”

“…Alright, and?”

“I brought my house with me while I was at it.”

Bai Li Qing: “…?”

Irene nearly leapt off the coffee table. “That’s the best explanation you could come up with after all that thinking?!”

“I realize it’s hard to grasp—I literally just discovered this new trick myself,” Yu Sheng tugged awkwardly at the corner of his mouth, trying to explain. “But don’t worry, everything’s fine here—my house is fine too.”

The deafening silence from Bai Li Qing said it all.

Irene sat cross-legged on the coffee table, nodding sagely. “She’s cursing right now—really nasty stuff, involving at least three generations of your family.”

Yu Sheng ignored the doll’s nonsense.

On the other end, Director Bai took a steadying breath.

“Will you be coming back?” Bai Li Qing asked, her voice incredibly calm. After a pause, she added awkwardly, “I mean—you and your…house. Are you returning?”

Yu Sheng answered just as awkwardly: “Uh, yes.”

“When?”

“Maybe…by tomorrow morning?” Yu Sheng ventured, uncertain. “Mainly because I still want to go outside and see what’s happening. Honestly, you have no idea how thick this fog is—who knows if I’ll even get anywhere…”

“Do you need backup? I can dispatch a Deep Diving Unit.”

“No, that’s not necessary. It’ll just be me, Irene, and Foxy. Fewer people might actually make it easier.”

“Alright—just remember to activate environmental recording on the Frontier communicator. And message me when you’re back.”

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