Zis followed Yuna into the hotel with the other players.
The hotel looks small on the outside, but it is very spacious inside, with more than a dozen tables of various sizes, arranged like a restaurant.
The walls marinated by the sea breeze persistently exude a salty smell, and the wooden furnishings are embellished with tooth marks.
The slippery floor lay wet fish heads, and the mottled fish blood and broken internal organs mixed into feces-like stains.
Zis lowered his eyes, carefully chose a clean place to walk, and finally found a place to stand next to a wooden table that looked like a counter, and stood still.
Yuna glanced at him with a smile, brushed his shoulder, and walked behind the counter, dragging a wooden board out of the shadows.
She placed the board on the counter tabl
