Chapter 105: Consuming Wealth Without Replenishment
Monster Tavern.
At this moment, the tavern was bustling with activity. Everyone was cracking sunflower seeds, munching on fruits, and leisurely watching the free 3DMAX “live broadcast” on the big screen.
Sitting side by side, enjoying their snacks, everyone was content to be happy onlookers...
The tavern waiter, Zheng Qiguai, was carrying a fruit platter, twisting his slender waist as he weaved through the crowd of monsters...
“Hey, waiter, come here…”
A dog-headed demon with a face full of scars, seated at an octagonal table, called out mischievously to Zheng Qiguai.
“Hmm?”
Zheng Qiguai turned to look at him.
“Hey, waiter, can you perform a little show for us?”
The dog-headed demon grinned slyly at Zheng Qiguai.
“A show?”
Zheng Qiguai looked puzzled at the dog-headed demon’s mischievous grin, unsure of what he meant.
“Yes! When you dine out, don’t waiters usually put on some special performance? Some spin noodles, some serve hot pot while dancing. How about you twist that waist of yours while serving us tea and water?”
“That’s right, give us a show.”
“Yeah, come on…”
“Don’t care what the world thinks, just dance boldly…”
The other cat-headed and dog-headed monsters at the table joined in the teasing.
Don’t blame the monsters in the tavern for being so fond of causing trouble; after all, in their past lives, each one was a master of mischief, which is why they met untimely ends...
“All right, I’ll bring you the fruit platter.”
Zheng Qiguai twisted his waist and stepped towards the group of monsters, then, with his orchid finger, he lightly tapped the chests of the monsters at the table, striking an extremely flirtatious and captivating pose.
It was like a pole dancer stepping down from the stage to interact with the audience. Faced with such an alluring scene, the dog-headed and cat-headed monsters were utterly enchanted...
Even though the waiter was a man, he was far more charming and seductive than any woman...
“However...”
Just as Zheng Qiguai’s orchid finger swept across the monsters, his gaze suddenly turned icy cold.
“However, what?”
The monsters chuckled and asked.
“You all have to stand while eating.”
Zheng Qiguai replied coldly.
“Why?”
They asked again.
“Because… sitting and eating will drain the mountain dry.”
Zheng Qiguai smiled, a smile both delicate and alluring...
...
Zheng Qiguai fixed his gaze on the red wooden stools the monsters were sitting on...
Then, like a samurai from the East, he placed one hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, slowly sliding his thumb along the handle, preparing to draw his blade and cut through the red wooden stools beneath the monsters, to teach them a lesson...
Although these stools were carefully selected by the tavern owner, and he might get docked his wages...
But the anger was hard to quell...
Though his appearance was delicate and androgynous, his sword-drawing posture was magnificent and imposing.
The monsters watched in horror and quickly drew their weapons, preparing to fight.
“Ah!!!”
However...
A piercing scream suddenly interrupted the imminent battle...
“Ouch, ouch, ouch...”
Zheng Qiguai had just drawn his towering long sword in one swift motion, ready to sever the stools beneath the monsters.
But...
The blade accidentally sliced his own thigh, blood gushing out. In pain, Zheng Qiguai dropped his sword and rolled on the ground...
The monsters who had been teasing him were stunned. Was this guy a fool?
Was this the legendary carefree troublemaker?
Was he planning to defeat his enemies with laughter rather than battle?
But Zheng Qiguai glared resentfully towards the tavern’s second floor...
The instigator of his injury looked back at him.
The tavern owner, dressed in white, was staring at him with furrowed brows, clenching her fists and gesturing as if she wanted to strike...
Zheng Qiguai responded with an indifferent look and stood up. To the monsters mocking him, he muttered sarcastically under his breath, “Anyway, we’re all going to die sooner or later...”
Then he limped away...
“Zheng Qiguai stole their gu insects, what should we do?”
On the tavern’s second floor, Lin Dandan pushed up his glasses and asked the owner, White Lotus, as he watched Zheng Qiguai leave.
“Let it go. Just replace the stolen gu insects.”
Leaning against the wooden railing, White Lotus sighed and shook her head at Zheng Qiguai leaving the hall.
She had watched carefully just now. When Zheng Qiguai was flicking his orchid finger to tap those cat and dog monsters, a few small white insects seemed to vanish from their bodies.
Though his actions were subtle, she had seen it.
“Maybe Zheng Qiguai isn’t wrong…”
Lin Dandan, standing nearby, spoke up.
Smack!
White Lotus gently slapped Lin Dandan’s head and smiled kindly, “Kid, go replace the gu insects.”
“...”
Lin Dandan.
In fact, aside from the swift kill by Young Master Long Qi and Li Changluo’s “don’t push your luck” performance...
...
The other two participating monsters in the trial were not so easy to deal with.
The pig demon entered a swamp through the trial’s wooden gate...
At the start, the atmosphere was similar, all designed to create a terrifying, oppressive environment...
Frightened, the pig demon fled in panic...
Eventually, another monster appeared and dealt with him...
Fight over.
Everything had gone smoothly and naturally.
The pig demon was dragged into the swamp by a crocodile monster...
But the pig demon, with brute strength, kept struggling and climbed out of the swamp again...
The crocodile monster growled and dragged him back down...
A pig demon and a crocodile monster struggled back and forth in the swamp for most of the day...
Climb up, dragged down...
Climb up, dragged down...
Finally, the crocodile monster, exhausted, let the pig demon escape...
Though battered, he still passed this stage...
What shocked the monsters in the tavern were the representative of the praying mantis demon clan—Old Mantis’s granddaughter...
A delicate, stunningly beautiful female mantis demon, who had passed the trial by relying on the soft currency in her pouch...
The demon had brought a bag of coins into the trial and bribed the examiners...
...
Indeed, all difficulties become paper tigers in the face of soft currency...
The monsters sighed deeply, full of indignation.
The old demon clan was truly declining, reduced to the point where “no great general remains in Shu, so Liao Hua leads the charge,” and that Liao Hua was a soft currency player...
The big screen broadcast the battles of the four monsters live. In fact, everyone was just a crowd of curious onlookers, completely unaware of what the hotel’s recruitment trial was all about...
They only knew...
Hmm, it’s very entertaining...
Hmm, another one’s down...
Hmm, the sunflower seeds taste a bit stale today...
Hmm, I’m damn well losing money...
No one cared what the trial was; as long as there was excitement, as long as it was entertaining, even if they fought bloody battles, it was none of their business...