Apocalypse: The Hotel She Runs Is the Only Paradise - Chapter 29: Stay True to Your Heart

Of the ancient gods only one remained in the world. This god lived alone for thousands of years and no longer had any desires. Legend had it that during the great war between the worlds he used his powers to turn the tide managing to seal the cataclysmic rift bringing order back into the three realms. Time flew by and hundreds of years passed in the blink of an eye.

At the end of the story, I found myself in the body of a hidden villain, betraying the heroines. Since I’m not particularly concerned about the end of the world, I’m calmly waiting for the finale… “You’re the only one who truly appreciated my painting of the boa.” “When I make plans to meet you at four, my heart starts racing at three... is this what they call being tamed?” For some reason, the heroines are starting to take an interest in me.

Upon awakening in a parallel world, Lin Yi discovered that not only were Xiao Zhuang and Xiao Ying present, but also veterans like Old Pao, Tou Lao Gao, Qiangzi…He had unlocked an Entry Upgrade System.【Shooting Novice (White) → Hundred Paces Piercing Yang (Gold)】【Superior Memory (Blue) → Photographic Recall (Gold)】【Master of Struggles (Blue) → Supreme Titan of Competition (Gold)】【Martial Arts Grandmaster (Purple) → Mortal Warlord (Red)】【……】As time passed, Lin Yi steadily advanced towards the peak, growing ever stronger.Yet, as he ascended, unexpected figures began to emerge before him—He Chenguang, Xu Sanduo, Lei Zhan, Yan Poyue, An Ran, Long Xiaoyun, Shen Ge…Only then did Lin Yi realise that this was not merely the world of Special One, but a vast amalgamation of multiple special forces universes.

Perhaps the paintings in a museum are subjected to more nonsense than you would hear anywhere else in the world.The language that comes out of an artist’s life is the painting itself. It contains the most ordinary lives that know failure, desire, recoiling in fear, and compromise.Learning is about understanding that language. We miss much of what the paintings speak because there is no way to ask the long-dead painters about the philosophy of their lives.In an alleyway in the residential area of Jongno, there’s a peculiar art gallery. This place enables us to transcend such limitations. By sheer coincidence, I ended up visiting that place and began living an entirely different life.