Dimensional Hotel-Chapter 210: Isolation Plan

Yu Sheng returned to the Orphanage with Foxy and Irene in tow, and without delay, sought out Little Red Riding Hood and Snow White.

It didn’t take long before King also arrived, drawn by the commotion.

Across the room, the trio from the Hotel—however many of them actually counted as human—sat opposite the trio from the Fairy Tale Organization, including one very expressive Cat. The air inside the reception chamber was thick with gravity.

Yu Sheng had already discerned the structure of the Fairy Tale Organization. While its members lived in an atmosphere of casual chaos, the group itself had a clear backbone. Among them, Little Red Riding Hood was undoubtedly the most authoritative Guardian of this “Orphan Organization.” Snow White, meanwhile, wielded equal influence. One was the eldest, the other the strongest. Together, they were effectively the twin leaders of the Fairy Tale Organization.

Of course, considering both Little Red Riding Hood and Snow White had reached the Terminal Stage, it was clear successors had already been selected—but Yu Sheng knew better than to ask recklessly about that.

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As for King, though formidable, the Cat was an ungoverned entity. It wasn’t involved in leadership or logistics. It simply appeared when it felt like it—because that’s what Cats do.

Facing the two leaders and the enigmatic feline, Yu Sheng held nothing back. He laid bare the intelligence recently acquired from the Special Affairs Bureau, speaking in detail about the Angel Cultists and the matter of the “Container.”

“At present, the Special Affairs Bureau is still holding the last of the Angel Cultists, but we’ve stopped active interrogation. All we can do now is isolate and observe,” Yu Sheng explained grimly. “These cultists of ‘Anka Aila’—they’re not just fanatics, they’re trained in Self Sacrifice. The six we captured showed no wounds, just dropped dead. One even did it right in front of me—our tech couldn’t stop him. He fed his soul to his ‘master’ like nothing could stop him.”

Little Red Riding Hood listened with a stern expression. After a long silence, she finally spoke.

“So the ‘Container’ is among us… it’s been confirmed, hasn’t it?”

Yu Sheng sighed and nodded helplessly.

“We still don’t understand how these Angel Cultists determine when a Container has ‘matured,’ nor do we know Anka Aila’s selection criteria. But one thing’s clear—the Awakening Threshold is near. Those Sacrifice Activities are catalyzing the process. Even if they can’t hear the Dark Angel’s voice, they can sense its state.”

Snow White suddenly interjected. “Is there any chance of catching more Angel Cultists?”

“There must be others hiding,” Yu Sheng admitted. “With these kinds of Heretic Cultists, catching one means a nest is nearby. But finding more in time… unlikely. And even if we did, I doubt we could delay Anka Aila’s awakening. The activities of a Dark Angel can resemble natural phenomena. We don’t even know how much their sacrifices influence it.”

“Maybe we should focus on the Container,” Irene, seated beside Yu Sheng, added. “Do you have any ideas? Who’s most likely to be the Container?”

Snow White and Little Red Riding Hood exchanged looks, their faces shadowed by an unspoken burden.

King’s expression was equally twisted—but reading a Cat’s face is a whole separate art.

After a moment of heavy silence, Little Red Riding Hood exhaled and spoke again.

“The most likely suspects… are already in this room.” She raised a hand and pointed to herself, then to Snow White. “We’re the closest to adulthood. We also have the strongest battle capability. If anyone in the Fairy Tale Organization has been most thoroughly corroded by the Dark Angel, it’s us.”

“Though there’s another possibility,” Snow White added thoughtfully, pointing to the tabby Cat perched on the couch armrest. “King.”

King’s eyes shot wide open. It pointed at itself in disbelief. “Why me?”

Snow White was deadly serious. “You’re a Cat. Yet you hold the title of ‘King’ within the Fairy Tale. That’s a very… unique role. In many of the Fairy Tales, the ‘King’ is a unifying backdrop. Don’t you think your existence is a bit too special?”

“…Life just keeps throwing curses at this poor little Cat,” King sighed dramatically, patting the armrest with a paw. “Sigh… Groom me.”

Even before the words finished leaving its mouth, a phantom shimmered into being, and a Court Jester wearing a Tear Drop Mask materialized from the air. The jester bowed to the others, then knelt before King and began grooming its fur with reverent care.

Yu Sheng was dumbfounded by the scene.

Still, he shoved down his instinct to rant and turned back toward Little Red Riding Hood, now all seriousness.

“That’s why we need to consider implementing an Isolation Plan,” he said, turning over the idea in his mind. “We don’t know exactly when Anka Aila will awaken. We don’t know who the Container is. Even though I’ve already placed Mind Barriers on each of you, we can’t be sure they’ll work against a Dark Angel. All things considered, I believe we should temporarily relocate the Cursed Children of the Orphanage to a secure facility.”

He paused to rephrase, softening his tone.

“At the very least… a place with better containment protocols. Easier to monitor. Easier to react quickly, if something goes wrong.”

He lifted his gaze and scanned the chamber.

“I’m not saying the Orphanage isn’t good, but this place—”

“Mm, I understand what you mean,” Little Red Riding Hood interrupted Yu Sheng directly, her response far calmer than he had expected. “We do need to relocate the Cursed Children. We Guardians will go with them—we definitely can’t stay in the urban district.”

Yu Sheng froze, surprised by the calm resolve in the young girl before him. “Uh… so you’re saying—you agree with the plan?”

“I do. And the other Guardians will too,” she nodded firmly. “But we need a little time to explain things to our Younger Sisters, and we’ve got quite a bit to pack—including the toys the little Cursed Children are familiar with.”

She paused, then added, “Most of the Cursed Children from the Orphanage lack a sense of security. If the relocation is too rushed, it will only worsen their instability.”

Yu Sheng opened his mouth, hesitating for a moment before finally speaking with a strange look, “Uh, I thought…”

“Thought what? That we’d resist?” Little Red Riding Hood raised an eyebrow. “Shouting things like, ‘We have to protect our Orphanage, we’ll handle this ourselves,’ and then watch everything spiral out of control?”

Yu Sheng: “Uh…”

“That’s clearly not acceptable,” said Snow White, shaking her head seriously from the side. “This is the city. Even if the Orphanage isn’t near residents, there’s a neighborhood and Wan Xiang Ji Mall just beyond the buffer zone. If one of us really is a ‘Container,’ even if only a fragment of the Dark Angels’ power descends, the consequences could be catastrophic. We have to comply with the Special Affairs Bureau’s arrangements and relocate the danger as quickly as possible.”

Yu Sheng scratched his head awkwardly, at a loss for words.

“I already told you, the children here at the Orphanage ended their rebellious phase the first time they fell into a nightmare,” Little Red Riding Hood said, rocking gently on the sofa with a half-smile. “Don’t worry so much about us. We’re not the kind of brats who make grand plans before trouble and throw tantrums afterward. Just tell us the arrangements—are we going to the isolation zone in the City Outskirts, or to the Special Affairs Bureau’s Containment Facility?”

Finally dropping all unnecessary hesitation, Yu Sheng exhaled softly and looked into her eyes.

“The Special Affairs Bureau provided two options. The first is a place called Quiet Town—an Otherworld zone that’s relatively stable, where the Bureau has established a safety area. The second is a Containment Facility in the City Outskirts. But—I have a third option that might be even better.”

Little Red Riding Hood and Snow White both leaned in slightly. “A third option?”

Yu Sheng’s expression turned serious. “My backyard.”

Little Red Riding Hood blinked, not quite registering it at first, but a moment later her eyes widened in realization. “Ah—your Star Valley!?”

“Honestly, I think it’s a better fit than the Bureau’s Containment Facility,” Yu Sheng grinned. “In terms of security, every facility can be breached, and even the safest Otherworlds carry some level of contamination. But my ‘backyard’—let’s just say, if I don’t open the Door, not even the Bureau’s best tech can locate the entrance. It’s utterly unpolluted.

“Of course, I can’t guarantee it’s immune to Anka Aila’s infiltration. That massive eye flew out without warning, after all. But what in this world can stop the Dark Angels? At least the Valley shows some resistance. Plus, it’s directly connected to my perception. If anything does intrude, I’ll know immediately. The Valley is also spacious—if something goes wrong, there’s enough room to create a buffer…”

He said all that in one breath, then shifted tone. “Downside is, the living conditions definitely don’t compare to a proper Bureau facility. But Bai Li Qing and I discussed it—if you all agree, the Bureau’s willing to help. They can rush over generators, mobile housing units, and essential supplies. All I have to do is open a large enough Door. It won’t be ideal for long-term living, but for a short stay, it’ll be more than sufficient.”

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