Do you like horror?

Jian Sheng inserted that key card and unlocked the door. He pushed the door open and inside was quite beautiful. It was much better than the hotels he stayed in before in Country M. Although he had never stayed at a 5-star hotel in Country M before, he felt it wouldn't be much different between 4-star and 5-star hotels in that country.

Jian Sheng put the bags beside the bed and fall onto the bed. He put his arm over his forehead and said, "I didn't know picking up girls was so easy when you're handsome and have a nice voice."

[Host, please do not stray from your main purpose.] The system's voice suddenly sounded.

"I know, I know. This is to gather information from the stuff, do you not know?" Jian Sheng thought of an excuse quickly. He felt a bit hungry so he ordered room service and got them to send up some dishes.

"By the way, what was with the old man? Why didn't a panel appear?" Jian Sheng found it strange and could not really get it out of his mind. He felt something weird from the elderly doorman.

[Host, please focus on the mission.] The system did not answer Jian Sheng's question. So he tried not think about it anymore.

Jian Sheng groaned and walk towards the bathroom. He had a quick shower, changed into a more comfortable set of clothes, and jump into the bed faced down. He caught sight of something at the corner of his eyes when he was bouncing on the soft bed.

"Hey system, is it just me, or is there some black smoke at that corner of the room?" Jian Sheng ask while looking at a corner of the room. There seemed to be some black smoke floating there.

However, the system remained silent. 'Does staying silent meant this has something to do with the mission? Will the system not reply as long as it's things concerning the mission?'

'Wait, there was no system panel for that elderly doorman in the lift just now. Does he have something to do with the mission?!'

'Let's not think about it for now. I'll need to ask about this hotel from that girl. She might be able to tell me more than the internet. Let's do a quick search first.'

Jian Sheng took his phone from the bedside table and did a search on the hotel online.

The results were just about the general information about the hotel and some customer reviews. Most of the reviews were great. Reading the reviews made Jian Sheng thought they were so good that they might have been bought.

Jian Sheng scrolled through the reviews and casually glanced through them. He kept scrolling for a few minutes until a single review made him stop when glancing through it.

"The hotel was great and all but I sometimes feel like I'm being watched. It might just be my imagination but I usually feel this kind of feeling at eerie places. Well, the place is nice and the food is good. Service is also one of the best out of all the 5-star hotels I've been to. Highly recommend."

Jian Sheng looked up from the phone and turned towards the corner with the black smoke still floating around. He slowly got up and walked slowly towards the black smoke.

The black smoke was still floating there without doing anything. Jian Sheng felt that although it does not have eyes, it was actually looking at him.

Jian Sheng kneeled down and looked at the smoke. He raised his hand and slowly swipe through it. His hand felt slightly cold and wet. It was like passing through mist.

He looked at his hand and found nothing on it. 'Is this mist-like smoke something supernatural? What is this?'

Jian Sheng continued looking and waving his hand through the smoke from different angles. After a few minutes, nothing happened. The room was still normal and the black smoke was still floating in a corner.

Jian Sheng then went into the bathroom, got some water in a mug that was provided in the hotel, and poured a little on the black smoke. The water went right through and onto the floor.

He then took a clear glass cup and tried to cup some of the black smoke with it. However, the black smoke seemed like it was from another dimension. The glass cup did not catch any of the black smoke, it was like trying to use a real cup to fill it up with virtual water.

Jian Sheng thought about it a little and decided to do something dangerous. He moved his face into the black smoke. He felt like he just put his face into a basin full of water.

He tried to breathe but it felt like he was in water, except he can still breathe a little. It was like he was using a tiny straw to breathe while he was submerged in water. It was painful.

Jian Sheng then stood back up and went to the mirror in the bathroom. His face still looked the same. Well, the same after the transformation when the system activated. He touched his face and it didn't feel wet or slimy.

He thought about trying to light a match and see if the smoke was flammable, but gave that idea up after thinking for a bit. It might not be a good idea to start a fire in a 5-star hotel.

Jian Sheng was still figuring out the black smoke when the doorbell suddenly rang. It should be the room service. He felt quite famish after trying to find out what the black smoke is and where it was from.

Jian Sheng opened the door and broke out in cold sweat and a shiver was sent down his spine. Every single cell of his body was telling him to run. That it was extremely dangerous. The one in front of his door was the elderly doorman from the lift. The one without a panel.

Jian Sheng stood frozen by the door. He felt short of breath and the hair behind his neck stood. He looked at the smiling elderly doorman and tried his best to move. He wanted to close the door quickly.

The elderly doorman smiles and said to Jian Sheng, "Kid, I knew you were different when you got onto that lift with me. Who knew you got this room as well. Maybe it's fate. Why not invite me in your room and have a nice chat with this old man."

Jian Sheng opened his mouth but no words came out. He could only stutter and make groan sounds with his throat.

The elderly doorman ignored Jian Sheng and walked into the room. He looked towards the corner with the black smoke after entering. "Oho~ I never thought there would be a fragment here. You really are a lucky boy."

Jian Sheng turned around and walked back into the room. He left the door ajar so that he could run out at a moment's notice. 'Fragment? A fragment of what? This old man is creepy.'

He slowly made his way in but still stood near the door. He looked at the elderly doorman who was looking at the black smoke with interest.

He plucked up his courage and ask, "Mister, what kind of fragment is this? Why is it here? And no matter how I look at it, it just looks like smoke to me."

"Just call me Wilbert. This here my boy, is a soul fragment. Do you understand what a soul fragment is?" the elderly doorman answered.

"A broken piece of a soul?" Jian Sheng replied with a question.

Wilbert nodded and said, "Yes. To be more precise, this fragment right here is from a soul that has some remaining resentment or obsession."

Jian Sheng looked at the smoke again and thought, 'Shouldn't souls be like ghosts or something? Does that mean the fragments of those ghosts are smoke like this?'

Wilbert looked at Jian Sheng for a while and asked in a low voice which sent another round of chills down Jian Sheng's back. "Hey kid, let me ask you, do you like horror?"