Zhou Yingting thought about this and subconsciously continued to search around to see if there was anything written that needed attention.

While Zhou Yingting lowered his head to carefully search, he still found nothing, subconsciously picking up the entire telephone in front of him.

Then, Zhou Yingting saw a line of text behind the phone.

"There's really something?"

Upon noticing the text behind the phone, Zhou Yingting was stunned.

They even put the notes behind the phone, are they afraid people will discover them?

Zhou Yingting thought about this and couldn't help but frown.

At least it's found now.

Zhou Yingting stared at the note in front of him and then frowned.

"Hotel rules, prohibited from using the landline phone to inquire about hotel rules."

?

What does this count as? And it prohibits using the phone to ask about hotel rules?

Are the rules of this hotel something that needs to be kept confidential?

Originally, he thought of using the phone to inquire at the front desk. Now it seems that's not possible.

Also wondering, what will happen if he goes to the front desk to ask?

Will there also be a rule prohibiting direct inquiries at the front desk?

Looking at the landline phone in front of him, Zhou Yingting finally dismissed the thought in his mind.

In the room, Zhou Yingting had already confirmed that there was no useful information to be found.

And at this moment, outside the hotel, the lights were on, and when Zhou Yingting came to the window, he saw the distant foggy sky.

The distant fog was so dense that it was completely impossible to see the scenery far away.

After bustling about for most of the day, he didn't find any useful information. Zhou Yingting pondered whether he should check with others, when suddenly the landline phone beside him rang.

"Hello, is this Mr. Zhou?"

A woman's voice came from the phone.

Zhou Yingting answered the phone with a response, "It's me."

"Hello, dinner at the hotel is about to start. It's located on the second floor, please attend within five minutes."

Dinner?

Hearing this, Zhou Yingting frowned, instantly recalling that earlier he wasn't allowed to bring food in.

This dinner might be related to that issue?

"Can I choose not to go?"

Zhou Yingting pondered and asked.

He felt this dinner might not be simple.

"Mr. Zhou, for the sake of your health, you should go."

The woman's voice sweetly said and then hung up the phone.

For health?

Why consider health?

Reflecting on the words, Zhou Yingting felt puzzled.

Or maybe, is the real reason he's affected by the curse?

Thinking about this, Zhou Yingting couldn't help but glance at the panel on the interface.

On his panel, the cursed text still existed.

But wasn't the cursed text supposed to maintain spiritual power above the standard value?

While Zhou Yingting was puzzled, he saw a newly added negative effect on the cursed text.

Hunger: Due to the cursed text, your digestion speed has increased. Please seek food quickly. Hunger will make you irritable and accelerate your transformation into the living dead.

Seeing this newly appeared negative effect, Zhou Yingting immediately frowned.

This cursed text has added a negative effect.

Looking at this, the health mentioned by the front desk must be related to the negative effect of this text.

However, he seemed to be able to conjure up food himself?

No idea if conjuring food would work and whether he'd be discovered.

The doorman mentioned earlier the prohibition of bringing food; if caught, what would be the consequences?

Moreover, the front desk just directly addressed him as Mr. Zhou.

Which means they know he's checked into this room.

The question is, how did they know? He hadn't seen any surveillance.

How did the front desk know he entered this room, or perhaps said.

The front desk's registration shows No. 44 as his room.

So, Zhou Yingting's previous speculation was correct; this room indeed belonged to him.

If that's the case, maybe he could use this to see if others also received this call.

And if they did, listen to how the front desk addresses their surname, which might identify whose room belongs to whom.

Thinking about this, Zhou Yingting immediately got up and left the room.

When Zhou Yingting arrived at the elevator, it was going down. He pressed the elevator button, and after a few seconds, it stopped.

As the elevator door opened, Zhou Yingting saw Zhang Yi and a few others inside.

"So, you also received the call, right?"

While entering the elevator, Zhou Yingting asked Zhang Yi and the others.

Upon hearing him, Zhang Yi paused and then shook his head, "A call? No, haven't received one."

"Not received?"

Hearing this, Zhou Yingting was stunned, how could there be no call.

"If you didn't receive the call, then what are you doing now?"

"A hotel staff member just came up and told us to go to the second floor for dinner, so we came down."

Zhang Yi replied.

Seeing this, Zhou Yingting frowned, puzzled as to why only he received a call, and others didn't?

Or maybe his room is correct, and others' rooms are wrong, that's why they didn't receive a call?

"What did you say about your call earlier?"

Recalling what Zhou Yingting said before, Zhang Yi immediately asked.

Seeing this, Zhou Yingting recounted the incident and his speculation.

After hearing this, Zhang Yi's expression slightly changed, "Oh no, maybe we weren't in the room earlier, so we missed the call."

"Where were you instead of being in the room?"

Hearing this, Zhou Yingting was also puzzled, frowning as he looked at them.

"We were just researching the room layout in the corridor, thinking about what difference there is from the minibus."

With a few awkward feelings, Zhang Yi frowned again.

"If I'm not mistaken, when the front desk called earlier, if we were in the room, we might understand which room is ours through the address."

"Moreover, the front desk gave us five minutes, giving us complete time to change our rooms."

At this point, Zhang Yi's expression became a bit bitter.

The task could smoothly pass, yet there's been such a deviation.

"No hurry, when we get to the second floor, see if anyone else received the call, maybe you can identify your room number through others."

Hearing this, Zhou Yingting pondered and then spoke.

Based on their previous position on the minibus, perhaps they could correlate their position with their room number.

Hearing this, Zhang Yi became joyful and then nodded immediately.

But when they reached the second floor, they saw the restaurant in front, and in front of the restaurant was the front desk checking in.

Seeing this, Zhou Yingting felt surprised, if mistaken during check-in, there might be a penalty.

Earlier, the punishment mentioned by the front desk should be occurring now.

At this moment, others also arrived one by one.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi quickly stepped forward, asking whether any of them received the call.

After asking, someone indeed received the call.

Additionally, as Zhou Yingting said, the front desk directly used a surname during the call.

"Great, meaning we could deduce our room based on your position and room number."

"What was your original room position?"

Seeing this, Qiao Peimu immediately asked.

Upon being asked, Wu Xin looked distressed, "I don't know, there's another with the surname Wu on my floor."

"What did you say?"

Wu Xin's words left those present stunned, momentarily speechless.

"Then what about the rest, what did the phone say?"

Seeing this, Qiao Peimu turned to others, trying to get a reference from them.

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