Hotel Name: [Set name]
Level: 1
Rooms: Guest Room x6, Kitchen x1, Owner's Quarters x1, Storage Room x1
Staff: 1
Passive Effect:
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Upgrades:
Room Expansion (60 DP): Increase the selected room's capacity and unlock new design options.
Qi Infusion (150 DP): Infuse a room with Qi. Generates low-grade, unrefined Qi once per day.
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"Can I also add Qi into my room?"
Normally, when Samuel woke up, his day would start with studying and maybe a little gaming on the side. But today was clearly not normal.
Now that he was in a completely different world, his routine had been tossed out the window. So, the first thing he did after waking up was go straight to the computer.
His mind felt clearer today, maybe because he had finally accepted his bizarre new reality and gotten some sleep.
This world was different. And now, so was he.
"What should I name my hotel?" he murmured.
He thought about it for a while, fingers hovering above the keyboard.
At first, he considered simply calling it "Dimensional Hotel," after all, that was what the system had called it. But something about that felt too long, too clunky.
After a moment of quiet thought, he typed in:
Cosmic Hotel
It felt right. The hotel was connected to different worlds, different planes of existence. Cosmic sounded simple, mysterious, and easy to remember.
Short, cool, and to the point. Just the way he liked it.
Samuel checked his status and explored the rest of the system. He clicked through each icon one by one, making sure he understood how everything worked.
Once he was confident he had the basics down, he stood up and stretched his body.
He glanced out the window.
It was night, but the streets were still alive. The sky above was sprinkled with stars, and below, people walked, chatted, and worked. He even noticed a few young ladies in bright robes laughing as they passed by.
This world didn't seem to know the meaning of rest.
The broken wall of the neighboring house was still in ruins. It looked abandoned; there were no lights, no signs of life. The two unconscious fighters were nowhere to be seen. Maybe someone had taken them to a healer. Or maybe they woke up and started fighting again somewhere else.
Hopefully, whatever that was would never happen again.
"Now that I've left Earth and don't need to study anymore, all I want to do is lie down and relax…" Samuel muttered. Then he sighed. "But of course, the universe gave me new responsibilities instead."
He decided to check out the rest of the hotel in person.
Starting in the lobby, he took in the space properly for the first time. The front counter and dining area shared the same space. A soft red carpet stretched from the front door to the counter. A few tables and chairs were neatly arranged nearby for guests.
The lighting came from a candlelit chandelier overhead. The windows were wide and clear, allowing anyone on the street to see inside.
As he walked past one, he noticed a small child peeking in. Samuel smiled, but the child bolted off immediately.
His smile twitched. "...Really?"
Next, he moved into the kitchen.
It was a pretty standard kitchen, no surprises there. Cabinets, cooking tools, and everything he'd expect were in place. It wasn't big, but it had everything needed to make good food.
A large refrigerator hummed softly in the corner, already stocked with vegetables and meat.
After checking everything, Samuel went upstairs to explore the guest rooms.
Each room was small, but cozy, just enough for one person. Inside was a single bed, a desk, a chair, a mirror, and a clothes cabinet. A window let in the moonlight and offered a view of the street below.
Even though the rooms were simple, they were spotless and fully furnished. Compared to the era outside, they felt almost luxurious.
At the end of the hallway on the second floor, he found the shared bathrooms, one for men and one for women. Clean, well-kept, and better than what most people in this world probably had access to.
All in all, Samuel gave the hotel a solid five-star rating.
"Now... time to wait for a customer."
Samuel walked behind the counter and sat down.
His eyes narrowed when he noticed a book sitting there. Curious, he opened it up.
Inside, the pages were organized by room number, with space for guest names beside each one. It was basically a physical guest registry, the kind that replaced the digital systems most modern hotels used.
So this was how he would keep track of who was staying in which room.
"Old school," he muttered, flipping through a few pages before closing the book.
With nothing else to do, he leaned back in the chair and let out a small sigh.
Then he closed his eyes, deciding to take a nap while waiting.
...
"Hey! Owner!"
Samuel groggily opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw was a face. One was a young man, and the other two were beautiful young women leaning over the counter, staring down at him.
He blinked, still half-asleep. "...Hmm? What is it?"
"What do you mean, what is it?" one of the young women said, frowning slightly. "We're here to check in!"
"Oh… right."
For a moment, Samuel had completely forgotten he was now the owner of a hotel. After taking a second to calm down, he stood up and straightened his back like he meant business.
"How many rooms?" he asked. Then, clearing his throat, he added, "That'll be ten silver taels for each person, please."
At the mention of the price, the young woman Yoon Selhwa frowned. She planted her hands on her hips and raised her voice.
"Ten silver taels? What is this place, made of gold or something?"
Samuel didn't even blink. "That includes food. Breakfast through dinner."
"Still expensive!" she snapped.
The usual price for a decent inn was ten copper coins a night, and that came with food too. She couldn't believe this lazy-looking guy was trying to rob her in broad daylight. Did he think she was a pushover?
Suddenly, a sword slammed down on the counter beside her, making Samuel flinch.
The young man standing beside her stepped forward slightly, showing off a polished insignia on his chest.
"Sir, do you know who we are?" he said coldly.
Samuel tilted his head and stared blankly at him. "Hmm… no. Who are you?"
"You—!" the man looked stunned. He pointed at the emblem on his chest like it was supposed to be obvious.
"I'm a disciple of the Wudang Sect. And these two ladies are from the Emei Sect."
Samuel gave an exaggerated "Ohhh" as if it had finally clicked. He nodded solemnly.
"Got it. Still not changing the price. It's set in stone."
Truthfully, the room prices were fixed. Even though he was technically the owner and could upgrade the place, the system itself didn't let him adjust the rates. He didn't know what would happen if he tried to break that rule, and frankly, he didn't want to find out.
He still remembered the chaos from the day before, two strangers crashing through his wall, fighting like a pair of mythical beasts. Out of nowhere, lightning erupted, sending two of them flying. Just thinking about it gave him the shivers.
"Anyway," Samuel continued, leaning an elbow on the desk, "there is a reason why the price is high... because... because..."
His words caught in his throat. He didn't even know why the room cost more than usual. Even if it felt like a luxury stay, ten silver taels was still far too much. After thinking it over, he couldn't find any solid reason for the price, and the system hadn't explained anything either. The price was fixed, and it might even rise if he upgraded the hotel again.
"Ahem... because of the high-quality food," he mumbled, his voice as quiet as a mosquito.
"What?!" Yoon Selhwa frowned, narrowing her eyes.
"This is too much. Let's just destroy this place and find another inn!" The young man from the Wudang Sect reached for his sword, ready to draw it, when Samuel raised a hand.
"You two are from powerful sects, aren't you? Why are you making a fuss over a bit of silver? If you think it's too expensive, the exit is right there. You're free to leave." Samuel sighed.
"You..." Yoon Selhwa clenched her teeth. But just then, a hand touched her shoulder. She turned her head. It was the other young woman, the one who hadn't spoken until now.
She was beautiful, with long, silky black hair and eyes as deep and blue as the ocean. She wore a pink robe that hid her graceful figure and jade-like skin.
"I apologize, owner. I'm sorry for my companion's behavior. We've just returned from a mission to eliminate a group of bandits, and we're not in the best mood. We need rest," she said softly.
Then, placing a pouch on the desk, she continued, "We would like to take three rooms, please."