After walking out of the pawn shop, Gu Yang did not go to the previous small hotel.
Now he is considered a rich man. He has more than five million in his bank card before he graduates from college. Although this does not mean how successful he is, at least he can have enough food and clothing. There is nothing wrong with being willful.
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"Master, take me to No. 58 Linjiang Road." Gu Yang said in a wealthy tone.
"Huh?"
The driver was a little confused. Aren't we going to Xingye Road?
Gu Yang said: "Go to the New Century Imperial City Hotel."
The driver immediately understood, smiled and joked: "Hey! Brother, are you rich?"
I accidentally discovered that nothing in Gu Yang’s bag had been pawned, and I became curious again.
"What? You didn't pawn the thing?"
"No."
"No? Is the price given too low?"
"No, that old man doesn't know his stuff."
Gu Yang casually echoed a few words, and the driver stopped asking any more questions.
The car soon arrived at No. 58 Linjiang Road.
Next to the road is the famous New Century Imperial City Hotel, which is considered the most luxurious in the entire Mingyu City.
Whether it is decoration or architectural modeling, it can be regarded as the best example in the history of architecture in the 22nd century.
The overall shape is like the head of the Jade Emperor, eclipsing the surrounding buildings.
There is no doubt that people who can afford to stay in such a super hotel are either rich or noble, and are either big stars, business tycoons, or some corporate executives.
It has even hosted some big-name politicians.
However, for an ordinary college student to come to a place like this, it is obviously inconsistent with his status.
Looking at the dazzling and gorgeous lights on the lintel of the hotel, the driver was once again shocked by this powerful aura.
The moment he got off the bus, Gu Yang felt dizzy for no apparent reason.
He hugged the car door and tried to stand up straight.
"Are you okay?" the driver asked hurriedly.
While pulling on the handbrake, he prepared to get out of the car to help.
Gu Yang closed his eyes and rested for a moment, feeling a little relieved.
I hastily declined the other party’s kindness.
"Is everything okay?" The driver didn't believe it.
"It's okay! It may be caused by hypoglycemia." Gu Yang tried to explain.
He himself doesn't know what the cause is, but if he says it's hypoglycemia, no one would believe it.
Although he did not call the emergency number directly, the driver still kindly supported Gu Yang for more than a minute.
Seeing Gu Yang becoming more and more conscious, the driver suddenly felt a cold current all over his body, from the soles of his feet to the top of the sky, and soon spread all over his body, as if he had walked into an ice cellar naked.
After his hands left Gu Yang, the cold aura mysteriously disappeared.
This feeling is like a dream but not a dream, extremely unreal.
Seeing Gu Yang staggering into the hotel, the driver couldn't help but sigh.
"It's so weird!"
.......
Gu Yang almost ran rampant along the way, as if there was an adult elephant living inside his body, and his footsteps were extremely heavy.
Wherever he passed, the floor tiles were stepped on and dented, and his arm was scratched on the 3C certified beta titanium alloy door frame, leaving deep dents.
Rows of huge vases produced by JDZ in the hall were all knocked down and smashed.
Gu Yang was like an out-of-control wild beast, destroying the world and destroying the world. In a short time, he almost destroyed all the luxurious and extravagant furnishings in the hall.
Finally, it crashed straight into the front desk, which seemed to be made of gold bricks.
Boom!
There was a loud noise and the front desk collapsed.
Five or six front desk ladies were all crushed alive under the rubble.
For a time, screams and cries were intertwined, and the scene was chaotic.
Gu Yang subconsciously felt shocked, scared, but also very helpless.
Destroying public property is a small matter, but the big deal is that you will have to pay for it.
But if a staff member dies, it is no longer a matter of compensation. If you don't eat peanuts, no matter how lucky you are, you will have to use a sewing machine in a cell for the rest of your life.
"Oh my God! I really didn't mean it!"
"Who can believe me?"
"I am controlled by something!"
At this moment, Gu Yang felt desperate, helpless, and very shocked. How could he become like this?
However...
"Hello, sir!"
A young female voice shouted elegantly and politely.
"Sir? Hello?"
Gu Yang was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had already...
"No, why are they okay?"
He quickly regained consciousness and found that everything in the hall was intact. The vases that he knocked over and shattered into pieces were still neatly placed against the wall. The gold-inlaid door was intact, and the floor was also intact.
The front desk and the well-dressed waitresses are all intact.
"Am I hallucinating?"
Gu Yang felt incredible.
"But why was the scene that just happened so realistic?"
"What's wrong with me?"
Gu Yang's thoughts were quickly interrupted by the waitress.
"Sir, would you like to book a room?"
During the hesitation, Gu Yang tried his best to stretch out his right hand and pointed to the luxurious presidential suite, unable to express it in words.
The waitress was very knowledgeable and helped Gu Yang operate the computer.
After checking his identity, swiping his card, and paying the deposit, Gu Yang ran straight to his room without saying a word.
A male waiter followed him as usual.
"Sir, do you need my help?"
Gu Yang didn't say a word, and his brain began to feel faintly dizzy again.
The reason why he didn't want to go to the hospital was because he knew his condition. No matter what happened, he firmly believed that it was related to the mysterious mailbox on his body.
Going to the hospital will only increase your risk of exposure.
The male waiter was afraid of poor service, so he quickened his pace to catch up with Gu Yang, and instinctively reached out to help him.
However, as soon as his hand touched Gu Yang, a cold current spread all over his body. It was extremely cold, as if an electric current spread throughout his body in an instant.
Detected something unusual.
The waiter immediately withdrew his hand, and the strange cold current quickly disappeared.
"It's so weird!"
Seeing that Gu Yang had walked to the door of his room and was opening the door, the male waiter stopped, wondered for a moment, and returned to the front desk.
.......
In the room.
Gu Yang used his last bit of strength to close the door, and then fell down on the soft chair at his feet.
The brain lost consciousness, and the whole person seemed motionless as if he was in a coma.
This time, Gu Yang entered the realm of nightmare without exception.
Compared with the previous indescribable events, this time is even more tragic.
Gu Yang was surrounded by a pool of stagnant water, and he was floating on the black glue-like water. It was as if it was late at night. The strong smell of blood and rancidity filled the surrounding air, and strings of mysterious runes buzzed like flies. It won’t take a while.
A group of unnamed little bugs crawled toward Gu Yang like maggots.
Gu Yang's whole body seemed to be falling apart, unable to exert any strength, and he just watched these disgusting guys crawling towards him.
Some drill into the ear holes, some drill into the nostrils, some bite the eyeballs and drill through the eyes, and some even open their lips and drill directly into the mouth...
They are very excited wherever there are holes.
Nausea, helplessness, fear...
It wasn't until the back of his neck felt like being pricked by needles, and the cramping pain spread all over his body, that Gu Yang came to his senses.
"I'm riding a horse... I have a nightmare again!"
Fortunately, it was just a nightmare!
Gu Yang has had such nightmares many times in a row, so naturally he doesn't care about this one.
What happened to the weird illusion that just happened?
Gu Yang stood up and walked in this extremely spacious hall while thinking about the abnormality that happened to him.
Suddenly thinking of something, Gu Yang immediately called up the traceability panel.
.......
Name: Gu Yang
Skill: Extremely Evil Breath LV1
Physique:19.6
Wealth:0
Tracing the source: None.
Processed library: severed hand beside the bed
.......
Sure enough, it was as expected by Gu Yang.
No matter what strange things happened, it was all related to his mysterious mailbox.
Of course, this is mainly reflected in the traceability panel.
Extremely evil breath LV1.
Obviously, this is the result of his physique reaching a certain limit.
There is one more skill on the panel: extremely evil breath.
Click on the explanation, and the panel also explains it this way.
But it did not explain the purpose and function of this skill.
However, Gu Yang can feel it deeply, as if some mysterious language has been integrated into his body. Although it is difficult to explain clearly, this language is real and effective.
"From now on, I am also a skilled person!"
For a moment, Gu Yang felt a little proud.
After all, if you want to get around in this mysterious world, how can you do it without some skills?
However.
When he felt something pushing out from his neck and saw himself in the mirror, Gu Yang was stunned on the spot.