Two days before the martial arts tournament began, Chen Yang did not practice his boxing but instead took a break to rest.
At the campsite, besides helping transport materials every day, he would go to the hot springs on the island in the lake and tend to the flowers and plants at the campsite, which was quite comfortable and relaxing.
In reality, however, he actually spent a few days being the boss at the New Micro World Inn, paying attention to the inn's operations and the staff's condition.
The inn's staff were immediately filled with trepidation. The boss, who hadn't appeared for a long time, had suddenly shown up; could something have happened?
Is someone being fired, or is there some change to the inn?
Actually, Chen Yang just wanted to relax a bit before the martial arts tournament started. Since he had nothing else to do, he came to the inn to take a look.
However, he also noticed that something was off with the employees. They were unusually diligent in their work and other tasks, and none of them were sitting quietly and resting.
"Don't be nervous, everyone. I just came over to sit for a while because I was bored," Chen Yang said with a wry smile to the others during dinner.
"If you come over and sit here every day, they won't be so nervous," Wang Bing couldn't help but complain.
Chen Yang gave an awkward laugh.
He has indeed paid less attention to the New Micro World Inn.
However, this is because he has become accustomed to the old inn.
He initially built the inn primarily to satisfy himself, wanting to create his ideal residence.
But now, the old inn is getting closer and closer to his ideal state, and he doesn't need to worry about it anymore.
Furthermore, even when not open to the public, he can freely use the inn to display his favorite things and buy his favorite furniture.
Now, the old inn is occupied by local residents for free, so it's simply a place for them to gather.
The old inn requires tens of thousands of yuan to maintain each month, but now it's just small change in Chen Yang's eyes, and he doesn't care at all.
The network of contacts brought by the large group of people who came to the inn alone is worth far more than this price.
Therefore, although Chen Yang liked the new inn very much, he personally preferred to stay at the old inn.
In the hearts of the inhabitants, the true Microworld Inn will always be the old inn, evoking a sense of nostalgia, while the new inn can only be considered a well-run inn-style hotel.
Although the new inn has maintained the style of the old inn and improved its services and conditions, it has gained the recognition of guests and has a very stable customer base.
But for the local people, the old inn is the only place where they can feel at ease.
Given the size and reputation of the new inn, it was bound to attract a lot of trouble. At the very least, it would need to communicate with various departments and send some gifts in order to operate smoothly.
For a guesthouse of this size, public relations are also very important.
I knew that although the new inn had fewer rooms than some large hotels, its prices were far higher, and it also had a range of merchandise. Even four or five chain hotels combined couldn't compare to the Microworld Inn.
However, Weijie Inn has indeed not done any public relations.
Anyone with a modicum of sense would have noticed what made this inn so special.
With Yun Hu, Guo Zifeng, and their group present, along with many high-ranking long-time guests and some residents of HZ, the Micro Realm Inn had already amassed a formidable network of connections. No one would dare to make a move against them easily.
After Grandpa Yun returned from his trip to the capital for a few cups of tea, not only did Li Su'er's Su Xin Organization have smooth sailing in its charity activities, but even the top management of HZ received hints.
The Microworld Inn must not be touched.
This is a consensus among the business and political circles of HZ.
Only a few petty thugs who hadn't checked out the Micro Realm Inn and just wanted to cause trouble came to disrupt the place, hoping to extort some protection money.
However, before they could even start causing trouble, the patrol officers, having received the news, went straight to their door and arrested them all.
Even after its expansion, the New Micro World Inn has managed to remain unscathed, which, to outsiders, suggests that it is backed by a terrifying force.
Little did they know that the Microworld Inn was not supported by just one terrorist force, but by an entire world.
Chen Yang didn't have to worry about these things much. After taking charge for a few days, he had to go to Longhu Mountain to participate in the martial arts tournament.
On the day before he left, he unusually did not box all day, but instead drank tea and played the game "Micro World".
The Microworld game has now stabilized, forming a group of regular players. The game has been continuously developed and updated several times, with bugs fixed and content added.
Chen Yang spends relatively little time playing the game each day, sometimes not logging in for several days at a time. However, with a large number of players, there are always people online, so his camp in the game is developing quite well.
Because Hou Yu heavily referenced real-world micro-realms as game templates, everyone found the controls easy to use.
Their world is open to the public, and non-humans can also choose to visit the camp. Therefore, it is the world template they named the "Xiandu World" and is one of the templates that is widely referenced.
Chen Yang occasionally played it and found it quite interesting. The game's development speed was much faster than that of Microworld. He estimated that the game would surpass Microworld in half a year of operation.
Hou Yu was going to have a real headache then.
Fortunately, Chen Yang didn't have a headache, so he could just relax and have fun.
Two days before the martial arts tournament, Chen Yang set off.
Accompanying them were Li Su'er, Ye Wu who was watching the commotion, and the Yun family who had escorted them there.
First, we went to Shanghai to pick up Chen Liu, and then drove directly to Longhu Mountain.
The group took turns driving and arrived at a guesthouse at the foot of Longhu Mountain that same day.
"These are the best conditions here; they can't compare to the Microworld Inn," Yun Hu said to the group.
None of them brought much luggage on this trip.
Chen Yang didn't need to change his clothes; Li Su'er and Chen Liu's clothes and personal belongings were stored in his spatial ring.
The Yunhu family also just brought a bag with them.
People come to participate in martial arts tournaments, not for tourism. Why bring so much luggage? Just bring some toiletries and a change of clothes or two.
They stayed at the guesthouse for one night, and set off to climb the mountain early the next morning.
Although Longhu Mountain is a tourist attraction, it is not the place for martial arts competitions.
There's no road access there; you can only walk.
If a martial artist has to complain about even these things, then he will truly be looked down upon.
Grandpa Lu knew about the route; although he was old, climbing mountains was as easy for him as eating and drinking.
No one else complained of being tired, including Chen Liuliu.
Their physical abilities are already far above average, and they've done a lot of work in the micro-world, so what's a little distance to them?
The group steadily climbed up the mountain, and just as the sun was rising, a group of people caught up with them from behind.
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