Chapter 8, Hotel Services

I glanced around and saw that these twisted devils seemed to be tireless, leaving me at a loss for words. I quietly moved away from the wall and sat down beside the golden-haired foreigner. The golden shroud quietly extended outwards, but after about sixteen or seventeen minutes, it regained its vigor once more

Although I have made significant progress, human physical strength is not limitless. After more than an hour of training in the afternoon, my stamina began to decline and I started to feel fatigued

This question did not perplex me for long. After I finished my first day of training, I returned to my guest room. Of course, I felt more like it was a prison cell. Soon after, a man dressed in a sharply tailored tailcoat knocked on my door.

With just a single punch, the instructor silenced this group of hulking men who resembled demons, as if he had accomplished something trivial, he calmly said: "It's time to eat"

The instructor, who had mysteriously disappeared earlier, suddenly appeared before us with a cart full of black bread. He sternly declared: "Those who have not completed their training will not have lunch. You, you, and you can start eating now"

After lunch, the instructor merely made a casual adjustment to the numbers on the wall, allowing everyone to continue breaking the wall, and then left leisurely

I attempted to select a few food items that appeared to offer the best value for money, and then I swiped over three thousand yuan on the wireless POS machine brought by the waiter. Although this money was provided by Xu Fu, it still caused me considerable pain.

The fate of such fools... is always so uneventful

Just as I awkwardly intended to return the menu, wanting to say that I did not need dinner, I suddenly remembered the bank card Xu Fu had given me. I casually took it out and asked, "Can I use this card for payment here?" The waiter, dressed in a sharp tailcoat, smiled and replied, "This hotel accepts all bank cards, including UnionPay cards and international credit cards."

I asked in surprise, "What do you have to eat?"

The golden-haired foreigner flashed a grin, striking a pose. Just by observing his stance and the light, rhythmic movements of his steps, one could tell that he was undoubtedly a master of combat

Faced with the hard wall that had been readjusted back to the Arabic numeral "10000", I truly felt an urge to vomit blood. I understand the cruelty of this hetushu.com place, but I must seek revenge for my parents; I have no right to complain or be lazy. Supported by the tenacious will to avenge my parents, I began the afternoon training. Fortunately, with the guidance of that middle-aged man, I gradually understood some techniques for exerting force, and the results of the afternoon training were much better than those of the morning. Supported by the tenacious will to avenge my parents, I began the afternoon training. Fortunately, with the guidance of that middle-aged man, I gradually understood some techniques for exerting force, and the results of the afternoon training were much better than those of the morning

The scene that followed is one I will never forget for the rest of my life

By the time the training ended in the evening, I still had not earned the right to dinner. However, I noticed that three fewer people had completed the training tasks, leaving only nine who had succeeded. It seems that these creatures are not entirely immune to fatigue; their endurance is simply far superior to that of ordinary people.

The instructor appeared oblivious to this and casually asked, "Are you ready?"

The instructor is clearly not someone who can be easily deceived; he quickly identified several individuals who had completed the task. Although the instructor was not present just now, he did not make a single mistake in recognizing anyone.

I licked my lips and suddenly felt extremely weak and very hungry. Although the truckload of black bread looked quite unappetizing, I couldn't help but swallow my saliva. As a newcomer, I had no rebellious thoughts, but it was quite evident that some were dissatisfied with the instructor's arrangement. The golden-haired foreigner next to me chuckled and said, "Instructor, I was just a little short of completing the task, and I'm very hungry. I believe I should have a lunch."

I have a lingering doubt: some people must have arrived earlier than I did, and only about one-tenth of those who can complete the training. I do not believe that the rest could endure hunger for many days and still be so vigorous. Look at these individuals, each one brimming with energy; they do not appear to have gone without food for many days. How have they managed to sustain themselves without the qualification to eat?

Lunch is a calm interlude...

The instructor, whose physique was extraordinarily robust, cast a cold glance at him, then swept his gaze over the group of seemingly unruly individuals. In a tone colder than ice and snow, he said: "I will give you an additional option; if you can withstand a single punch from me, you may enjoy lunch. The rest of you, if interested, may also choose this pre-lunch dessert."

My best achievement was reducing a bit of the wall's health within six hits. Although my average attack strength is not yet that sharp, it has improved nearly tenfold compared to my morning performance

Although I possess a golden shroud, it can only restore my stamina and cannot fill my stomach, leaving me still very hungry. This man, resembling a waiter, magically produced a menu and handed it to me. As I flipped through the pages, my heart couldn't help but twitch when I saw that even the cheapest dish had a price in the three digits, and a casual meal would be enough to consume my parents' combined monthly salary.

In this batch, there are approximately seventy to eighty people, of course, this number excludes the ten unfortunate souls who died this morning, the recently unfortunate foreigner with golden hair, and those severely injured individuals. However, only eleven people who completed the morning training tasks are qualified to have lunch.

The golden retriever foreigner shouted loudly: "I am waiting for you to make a move, instructor!"

He said to me with a professional smile: "Sir, do you require dinner service?"

The speed of this progress can be attributed to the seven techniques imparted by middle-aged individuals, but there must also be other reasons. However, due to the brutal training, my exhausted brain is no longer functioning, leaving me with no strength to ponder the underlying causes. Especially in an environment surrounded by devils, it is easy to overlook this seemingly "insignificant" progress. In this dark training camp, I remain the weakest one here, and thus do not find any particular significance in this progress.

Before long, I understood that this kind of fool who dared to provoke the instructor appeared almost every few days

Fortunately, the service at this hotel is quite good. The waiter left for less than three minutes before pushing the food cart into the room, delivering all the dishes I ordered. With a distinctly British flair, he said, "Please enjoy your meal; I will come back later to collect the cart." He then exited the room, effortlessly closing the heavy door behind him.

This casualty rate also made me understand why Xu Fu said that the chance of walking out of this place alive is one in ten. This is only after half a day, and nearly one-tenth of the people have already perished.

The instructor suddenly transformed into a furious warrior, moving at a speed that exceeded human limits. With a powerful step and punch, he struck the golden-haired foreigner's face with a fist the size of a clay pot, ... and then everyone witnessed the head explode like a watermelon, red and white fragments scattering everywhere

At that moment, the golden retriever, standing still and motionless, suddenly collapsed to the ground with a thud, dying instantly without even needing to take a last breath