Blue Sky Hotel, midnight on the third watch. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the Imperial City, the Tyrannosaurus has always existed as a legendary figure. Unless there is an emergency, the general public can rarely see the Tyrannosaurus from a distance.

He wears a golden rabbit mask and has long blond hair sprinkled over his shoulders that would be the envy of both men and women. He wears the washed green uniform of the Praetorian Guard, sometimes in gray-green uniforms. He never rode a horse, and some say the reason he didn't ride a horse was because he would hide in the air and appear in an instant when he was in danger.

Tonight, however, something went wrong. Tyrannosaurus appeared at the Blue Sky Hotel in military uniform, walking casually, haunting dimly lit places.

"Report to the General, I have inspected the core area of the underground, and I have found nothing strange, and no suspicious people approached." Balong was holding his mobile phone and was reporting the situation to the princess, who had not slept late at night.

"I understand, in the last few days, we must strengthen the defense of the core area of the Blue Sky Hotel, don't let its true nature be exposed too quickly, and don't let people with bad intentions do anything to it." Rose replied.

"Actually, the banquet I just had is not over yet, and I want to go back now." Baron said. He was drinking with his fox friends at a barbecue stand opposite the Tower of Thorns in the middle of the night when he was interrupted by a phone call from Rose. He hurried to the Blue Sky Hotel, but the order he received was an ordinary inspection of the core area.

This kind of thing is obviously good to let a soldier do it, but it really can't be done by Aisen of the Blue Sky Hotel. There are not many people who know the secret of the Blue Sky Hotel, but the people who can know this secret are all people who are loyal to the Blue Sky Bird royal family.

"Wine is available everywhere, don't be too heavy. You can stay at the Blue Sky Hotel for a few days and relax. Rose replied and hung up.

You're the boss, and although I don't agree with you, I'll do what you tell me to do. Because that's what it's called solidarity. Baron thought.

Wine is available everywhere, but it is different from place to place. The people and things you encounter when you drink, the emotions you feel when you drink, and all the accidents are destined to be inevitable that cannot be replicated.

"Thy beauty is like pure wine." Baron said.

He stepped out of the core area, passed through the secret passage, and climbed up to the underground warehouse of the Blue Sky Hotel. The warehouse is on the sixth basement floor, where a large number of supplies are piled up, with food accounting for the majority and household goods accounting for a small part.

Baron took a cucumber in his hand, removed the mask a little, and after freeing his mouth, he ate it with relish. The running between the two places in the middle of the night made his stomach a little hungry, and the roast whole sheep he had eaten before could only be regarded as a pastime, and he felt that he could eat something more.

There was nothing unusual in the warehouse, and Baron knew that the strange thing wasn't here. He single-handedly planned the establishment of this underground warehouse, and he knew the secret passages and mechanisms by heart.

He walked to the door of the ice cellar and opened the heavy door with the key and the code. A chill came out, and the breath of life lingered in the ice cellar with moisture. The entire ice cellar is filled with fresh vegetables and fruits, or other ingredients that cannot be kept at room temperature.

There are even reishi mushrooms such as deer and live grass, which can live the flesh and bones of the living dead. Although the number is very small, there are after all.

However, the baby herb is nothing more than a herb for the Branon dragon. It's not something unusual, Tyrannosaurus thought. He smashed the ice on the wall with a punch, felt a switch, and after manipulating it, remembered the sound of gears turning in the ice cellar.

The shelves with vegetables and fruits are fixed and locked with iron cages, and the shelves are flipped with vegetables and the back is turned to the front.

Here is an armory, and there are cold weapons on the left shelf, such as all kinds of Taidao, Miao Dao, and Yongdao. On the right shelf are firearms, which are somewhat simple in type compared to knives, and are mostly standard for the Marine Corps, with M4A1 and M16A2 accounting for the majority.

The shelf on the opposite side is amazing, and there is an eye-catching pattern there. The motif uses a dangerous red background, five corrugated lines with arrows identifying ionizing radiation are drawn below the three-leaf ionization pattern, and a skeleton and crossed leg bones are marked below the corrugated lines to escape the pattern.

This pattern is an easy-to-understand nuclear symbol.

Baron looked at his old friends, every gun, every sword, every bomb here was placed here by his own hands. The knights are in charge of the personnel resources of the Imperial City, the Praetorian Guard is in charge of the weapons resources of the Imperial City, and the stragglers of the Praetorian Guard cannot have access to such a huge military force, so basically the weapons arsenal of the Imperial City is in charge of the Barnosaurus.

His goal now is not to have a nuclear weapon, but to find an ordinary self-defense knife, preferably a knife suitable for women.

He saw a rib difference, compared it, and felt that it felt good. So Baron put his ribs in his pocket, closed the door of the ice cellar, and left.

Baron left the warehouse on the sixth basement floor and came to the small bar on the fifth basement floor. The name of the small bar is Uncle Da's Bar, and this is the sleepless night club in the Blue Sky Hotel. If you have trouble sleepless in the middle of the night or are looking for a thrill-seeker, you can come here to wander around.

Lonely women, frustrated mall tycoons, rebellious princesses, and declining kings are all possible here.

Now, the declining king is about to enter the market.

"Wine is the same everywhere, and it's not a woman after all." The tyrannosaurus muttered, straightened his mask, and stepped inside.

I thought that my appearance and legendary aura would cause some sensation in the bar. But he didn't expect that during the time when Baron walked to the bar, no one looked at him head-on.

It's all waitresses, well, it shouldn't be considered a waiter, the waiter should wear a waiter's outfit like the waiter at the Blue Sky Hotel upstairs. They were girls, and they were called "bunny girls" – they were all beautiful women, dressed in sexy low-cut backless outfits, with rabbit ear headdresses and tail ornaments, high heels, stockings or net stockings, and weaving through the crowd with delicious drinks and snacks.

Baronosaurus found it funny that these bunny girls always chose to bend their knees in a squat position when serving food. Perhaps, this is to prevent some of the disciples from taking advantage of their bending over to catch a glimpse of the spring light in the clothes.

This move has become a bunny girl's signature move.

Maybe there were a little few guests, but the bunny girl simply sat down in her seat after delivering the drinks and chatted with the guests. The guests didn't mind too much, and even thought to themselves, "Isn't that better?"

"No one will say no to a beautiful girl, just like I won't say no to you. Sir, do you want a glass of loneliness? As if he had seen through Balong's heart, the fat boss sitting at the bar said to Balong. He spotted the Tyrannosaurus who was looking at the bunny girl in a daze, and thought to himself that there was another wine-colored person.