“What do we do, Yang Buchen? ” Hua Mi, with tears welling in her eyes, tugged desperately at Yang Zicang’s arm.

The young man helplessly glanced at the door that was reopened. The female teacher who had visited the student’s home was now stripped of her teaching identity and kicked out.

Pushing the dining cart into a mess of tangled-thread mice near the wall, they shuffled back to the doorway. Two of them looked up at Yang Zicang, their gray-white buckteeth — covered in sheep’s wool texture — twitching and hopping twice, as if ready to start what they were about to do.

The room immediately erupted into chaos.

“Wohaha~ ” Monica stood at the doorframe, proud and leaning smug against it, looking at everyone inside flustered into a frenzy. The breakfast that had just been half nibbled was left behind, no one wanting to eat anymore.

“Get the hell out, you stinking hicks from that old destiny! “

“It’s not over yet! ” The people scrambled, racking their brains for what to do.

— “Testing, one, two. “

— “Bidders at Room 204, please brace yourselves for a lot of numbering. “

“What? We’re actually going to lose! “

“Why don’t we just duke it out? ” someone said, then immediately slugged Wagner in the face without hesitation.

Wagner twisted his waist and threw a fist that slammed straight into the man’s eye socket.

“Ahh~! ” Yao Xiaoqin covered her ears and let out a piercing scream amid the jumble of bodies.

Panic instantly spiraled into a full-scale riot.

Someone swung a stool, hurling it across the room, while another burst into the bedroom rummaging for bedsheets to yank out.

“We can’t use chronological control here! “

“They’re just like kindergarteners fighting. Ain’t gonna do a damn bit of good! “

“Stop hitting! Stop it! Time’s running out! “

Wager’s suit was torn open by two hands. The man kicked the lanky fellow’s knee, causing him to drop to one knee with muffled groans.

“Get lost. Even if you drag another teacher here, in terms of experience, you can’t beat our duo—a husband-and-wife team of student and teacher! “

– “Bidders of Room 204, please exit in an orderly manner after the countdown ends. “

The yarn-ball mice quickly lined up, crowding together at the doorway.

“Ah—! ” Inside the room, some who realized the consequences collapsed into despairing screams.

“We’ve failed! “

Hua Mi clenched her fist beneath her lips, her heart filled with nothing but disappointment.

Now they’d have to wait three whole months! And after three months, the other side was sure to find people to bid for these nine rooms that were originally theirs. With plenty of time to prepare, the Travelers’ Guild would undoubtedly find the most suitable challengers to take on these tenants.

From now on, she might be trapped in this place for good!

“What do we do… ” Yang Zicang looked left and right. In three months, they simply didn’t have enough Glory Light to mount a bidding challenge!

He rushed to the doorway and peered into the guest room, now in utter chaos like chickens fled the coop and dogs jumped the wall.

Wasn’t there any way these people could pull through?!

– “Countdown begins: five. “

Thump-thump-thump-thump! The tiny feet of the leaping mice landed softly on the floor.

Yang Zicang looked toward the doorway, where Monika stared back at him with undisguised contempt.

Slap-slap-slap-slap! The carpet gave a faint, rhythmic shudder.

“They’re teacher and student—and also husband and wife… “

Goosh! A leaping mouse landed right on Yang Zicang’s foot.

—They are students, they are…

“Hold it! ” Yang Zicang shouted. “You guys, you also— “

Wager’s face darkened. “Non-bidders are not allowed to interfere with the auction! Monica, shut the door! “

Yet almost at the same time as him, someone inside the room yelled, “Wait, wait! I taught my brother how to clasp fists! “

Overjoyed, Yang Zicang quickly waved his arms and stomped his feet, scattering the mice that were about to leap.

The fuzzy yarn balls screeched as they scurried away under the young man’s bent body, diving into the iron basket beneath the dining cart. Some reached out their paws and dashed toward the room, crashing the half-closed door wide open again.

Wager and Monica looked toward the door. Five seconds had passed, but the announcement confirming the auction result hadn’t sounded yet.

A chill of panic ran through their hearts.

The moment they turned to face the dozen or so people inside, a loud clamor erupted.

“Yeah, I taught my bro to wrap up his belly with a jacket when crashing on the couch! “

“Miss Yao told me—ah, screw it—taught me to take my time with snacks and not wolf ’em down in one gulp! “

The crowd was frantic and chaotic, blabbering about anything and everything.

“Old Liu said if you fall into the sea, don’t struggle. Stay calm. “

“I told Xiaoqin she could just copy the fee slip! “

“Brother Zhou said the rope on the ship’s railing tells the wind direction and shouldn’t be torn off lightly! “

Yang Zicang and Hua Mi lunged anxiously against the solid force field. Thank goodness—the people inside had caught on. Everyone had once taught each other some bits of everyday common sense. Though just a casual sentence or two from their mouths sounded quite ordinary, it was precisely through such ordinariness that understanding of this world was passed down.

The chaotic crowd gradually slowed down as they spoke. They didn’t hear the sound of an end, but precisely because of that, it meant their responses had been correct!

“You… all of you… ” Wager pointed at the people inside, all dressed in different styles of clothing.

In the crowd, Yao Xiaoqin, as if drained of strength, lowered her hand. She looked at the super handsome guy beside her who had shouted out the first call.

The man, his forehead soaked in cold sweat, looked back at Yao Xiaoqin. Her eyes had turned timid and watery, sparkling as she stared at him, “Brother Yishu, you… you’re amazing. “

“Not really. ” The man forced a strained chuckle at the corner of his mouth.

The people around them all gazed at this mixed-race handsome man as if admiring a hero. Only he looked towards Yang Zicang outside the door and gave a deeply grateful, large nod, as if to say, without your hint, I wouldn’t have found the key point myself.

“Why did the counting stop! ” Wager shouted, spreading his arms wide.

He Yishu placed a hand on his belt and declared with great flair toward the two, “From ancient times to the present, tales of brothers standing together, their combined strength as sharp as metal, have been told over and over again. “

“What does this have to do with the room! ” Monika’s voice was like a swan calling out to a lost companion on the water.

He Yishu spoke calmly, yet with an undeniable gravity, “This is a story my parents told me. “

“What the hell are you talking about? ” The two stared at the man.

“Don’t you get it yet, or are you just refusing to admit it? “

Everyone inside and outside the room turned their gaze to He Yishu.

“Number 18, yeah, talk back to them! “

He Yishu didn’t let them down, speaking with unwavering confidence:

“When three walk together, there is always one who can teach me. Haven’t you heard that before? “

“A lame argument! ” Monika screeched. “Let me refute— “

“Parents are children’s first teachers, and home is the classroom. For us in this big family, brothers teach each other, and every connected place is our classroom. “

He Yishu vented deep-seated frustration, “This is a truth we all understand. I believe this room, where you’ve already ‘bent’ the rules, will recognize this Trait. Am I wrong? “

At these words, the two stood frozen on the spot. The unique experience they had once flaunted as unmatched now turned against them as the very foundation of a counterattack.

Sure enough, it was these two who first tried to pull some trouble with ‘Family Lessons.’

— “New tenants have found their grounds. Current tenants of Room 204, please pack your belongings before the counting ends. The feilü Hotel looks forward to your next stay. “

“Hell yeah! ” The crowd cheered.

These words were reasonable and well-founded, leaving the other side unable to find any point to refute.

The rats gathered again.

Crunch-pop-pop-pop!

Wavy chaotic lines appeared along the leaping arcs of the rats.

The two were horrified at heart.

Click-pop-pop-pop!

Another simultaneous leap occurred.

“I, we… “

Tap-pop-pop-pop!The little paws landed together on the soft carpet.

Wager looked up toward the door. In just that single motion, the rats had already completed one jump and sprang up again.

The two stammered, wanting to say something, but the swirling energy behind them left no time for further words.

The people inside the room rejoiced!

— “Congratulations: The ‘Lighthouse Travel Group Hotel Check-In Unified Management Association’ has booked all guest rooms on this floor. “

The brass horn’s sound echoed through the corridor, and Xue Qi, who had been sitting on the sofa downstairs, let out a long sigh of relief.

The worry that had lingered had finally been set in stone.

The model on Yang Zicang’s chest automatically appeared. A fat rat scurried over and bounced onto his instep, hopping twice, then raised a plump leaf-shaped seal with both paws and waved it.

Yang Zicang took it and looked; it was engraved with a few unfamiliar foreign characters—alphabetic writing of this world, shaped like cuneiform pinyin resembling oracle bone script.

｛Clover Seal, First Leaf｝

｛I, the Great Quadrilateral, have obtained temporary management rights for the second floor of the Feilü Hotel.｝

｛I have obtained the Feilü Hotel Dormitory Management Seal｝

“Clover? ” It did indeed resemble a leaf of a clover.

Vague information gestated within his mind, sharpening into clarity.

｛I, the Great Quadrilateral, understand. I can, through the signature plaque of this seal, invite any room on the second floor to visit any “dwelling, ” “room, ” “cave, ” “territory, ” “lake, ” or any other place with six faces (whether they are planes or curved surfaces) that belongs or temporarily belongs to me.｝

｛Limited to once per natural month, each time lasting until the beginning of the next natural month.｝

The image of a ship’s cabin naturally surfaced in Yang Zicang’s mind—this was the only personal space with six sides he truly possessed. Indeed, this was the legacy left to him by Aqiang the ferryman.

“Good. It would have been a bit tricky if I didn’t have this. “

Without an autonomous domain, it wouldn’t be entirely impossible to leave, but he would have to search the last place he stayed before entering the inn for an unclaimed, six-sided space.