"There's nothing I can do. It's not that I'm being subservient, it's just that it's really tough. If I could fight against those people, I probably would have already taken action."

"It's not like I have to watch my child turn out like this..."

Listening to what Fatty Zhou said, I was deeply moved.

Was his son not like this at first?

I'm a bit confused right now. According to what Fatty Zhou said, his son should have been a normal child before.

It must have gone through some events, or been caused by some old traveler, to become like this, and it will die if it doesn't eat sea marrow to survive.

If that's the case, then wouldn't this sea marrow become Xiao Yuan's life-saving food?

I saw those two jars in the storage room; they must be the last of the aged sea marrow from this hotel, or at least from the chef's meal.

Thinking about this, I felt a sudden pang of sadness.

This means that if Xiao Yuan could last another year by consuming this mixture of sea marrow, now that half of it has been stolen, he can only last for another six months!

Thinking about this, I suddenly felt a little reluctant.

"That won't work either. You should just tell him not to stay here."

I just spoke directly.

Fatty Zhou sighed, his eyebrows furrowing slightly.

"There's no way around it; it's not easy to make a living in this shallow area."

Moreover, these guests pay a lot of money; otherwise, with this flow of people, I would have starved to death long ago.

However, it's enough for now to simply maintain Xiao Yuan's condition or deal with the inspections from management.

So be it, I'll just have to be humble.

"But there's still that bastard from the Lan family who can bring me some news from the outside world."

Upon hearing the name "Blue Armor," I immediately became quite excited.

Does that mean that Blue Armor brought a lot of information to Fatty Zhou?

In that case, Fatty Pig must have provided him with quite a few conveniences.

Thinking about this, I can roughly guess what they were trading.

Our lives were probably part of their deal.

Zhou Pangzi unknowingly gained two lives, meaning these two lives will naturally transfer to other people.

Ultimately, it should be up to Blue Armor to decide who to trade to.

The fat man was still there, humbly recounting his son's story.

I'm getting a little annoyed by what I've heard.

His words were full of bitterness, and Yiyi and I didn't know what to say.

He was indeed a greedy guy before.

But now, that label is completely irrelevant to him.

"So Xiao Yuan is sick... how exactly did he get sick?"

Logically speaking, shouldn't he just be an ordinary child?

Yiyi's tone softened slightly, as if it carried a hint of sympathy.

However, I could tell that Yiyi was absolutely fully conscious.

She didn't come here to act like a saint; in fact, when she first came down to this Dragon Palace, it was to find news of the Beast God.

Yi Yi's original plan was to restore her energy to its best state.

I reckon she's in this state because she wants this fat Zhou to say more and extract more information.

Fatty Zhou's eyes darkened slightly, and then he gently rubbed the counter with his hand.

He appeared to be in an extremely unnatural state.

"It's a problem caused by long-term corrosion from the pipeline."

"Because of the pipeline?"

I was stunned for a moment, and Yiyi was also stunned for a moment at this time.

The lightning sword was transmitted telepathically.

"Master, it seems there's no way to escape this pipeline."

At first, Lao Liu said that this was something to improve.

But now look what's happened! Now they've made someone else's child sick!

If I were in management here, I would cut this damn line off immediately.

"I want to sleep, so I sleep at home; I want to eat, so I buy my own food and carry it with me to make ends meet—how the hell is that supposed to work?"

The lightning sword is quite powerful.

Not just in physics.

I nodded slightly.

“Normally, newborns don’t need this, but my little Yuan is weak, so we started wrapping him in thread when he was a little over one year old. The doctor said it was to help him maintain some energy, but now it seems to have become a burden.”

He started to dislike eating when he was a little over two years old and became very thin.

It wasn't until later, by chance, that I discovered that sea marrow was his interest.

They've been feeding them for just over a year.

There was a hint of hatred in Fatty Zhou's voice.

Perhaps he didn't want this thing to harm his son.

If anyone has any regrets, it's because the goods this fat man used for business ended up harming his own child. I think anyone would feel terrible about that.

But I realized it immediately.

If everything Zhou Pangzi said is true, then this sea marrow should be the thing that saved his son's life.

His son might steal, but given his condition, he definitely didn't have the means or the time to do so.

Children who cannot get out of bed are naturally ruled out as suspects.

That must be the kind of guest he was talking about.

I quickly asked Mr. Zhou why he, a reclusive resident, would turn on the lights in the middle of the night and leave such footprints.

"This...I don't know either."

After all, I'm just a hotel owner, though I also handle the front desk duties.

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