Free Web Novel...” Vivian was silent for a long time before she recovered from the shock brought by Ni Miao's words. She looked at her askance, “Are you sure?”
“Of course!” Ni Miao stared at “Blue Yi” on the main stage and nodded, “Look at her, she’s perfect!”
“Not only can she handle the host's job, but she can also double as a lighting technician and DJ. She even has an allure that’s no less than the dancers. One salary for four jobs, that’s incredibly cost-effective.”
Upon hearing this, Vivian looked towards the main stage. At this moment, “Blue Yi” on stage was merely performing above-average warm-up hosting, but for some reason, she was like a human hormone-inducing machine, making countless audience members below the stage stare with eyes full of desire.
She wondered if it was an illusion, but it seemed as if she alone, just standing on stage and performing normal hosting duties, could rival the energetic performances of the dozen or so strippers from before.
Why does it feel like a Witch Breed urban legend? But there’s no stench of a Witch Breed... Vivian was speechless.
Although she didn't know what “Blue Yi” had experienced over the years to transform from a reclusive and timid little girl into her current state, full of flaws that Vivian didn't know where to begin complaining about.
However, after chugging five bottles of iced beer, she still adjusted her state and grasped the key point—Alchemy Prosthesis.
She looked at “Blue Yi” on the stage, then at Yu Yinchuan in the front row booth, who was frantically throwing golden tickets, spending a fortune for a beauty. Shaking the half-empty sixth bottle of iced beer in her hand, she fell into deep thought.
“...”
Why do both “Blue Yi” and Yu Yinchuan have the same type of Alchemy Prosthesis on their left hands?
One a small faction leader of the Eclipse Society, the other a direct operative of the Night Watch Guardian. What kind of relationship could exist between two individuals whose relationship should be like needle point to wheat awn?
Also, is it an illusion? When “Blue Yi” was using the various functions of her Alchemy Prosthesis just now, I actually sensed the aura of my authority. Vivian thought.
After a moment of thought, she collected herself and looked at Ni Miao beside her, who had been talking incessantly for a long time, trying to persuade her to recruit “Blue Yi.” She said seriously, “Ni Miao, can you do me a favor?”
She felt it was necessary to confirm whether her authority had fallen into Blue Yi’s control...
Although Blue Yi might temporarily control that authority, which would instantly kill ordinary Psychic or urban legend upon contact, she couldn't possibly bear the cost of using that authority.
It's like a half-grown child wielding heavy thermal weapons; the end result will only be harm to both others and oneself!
“I’ll have to hear what you want me to do first.” Ni Miao pouted, “Some of your favors, I, a mere owner of a striptease theater, cannot help with.”
“You’re overthinking it!” Ni Miao waved her hand and turned to look at “Blue Yi” on the main stage, saying, “Don’t you want to recruit Blue Yi to work for you? Then, after the break, just stop her. Then, help me ask her a few small questions.”
“Why don’t you ask her yourself?” Ni Miao frowned. “Don’t you two know each other?”
“She was once a confidant of the Elder Council, and I’m just an unemployed person in Free City. I know her, but she might not know me.” Vivian rolled her eyes. “Besides, it’s not convenient for us to meet right now.”
“Is that so?” Ni Miao pondered for two seconds, then nodded. “No problem, for the sake of our years of friendship, I can help with this much.”
“Thank you,” Vivian said.
“Instead of thanking me in words, you should drink less!” Ni Miao rolled her eyes. “You’ve already had eight bottles... Everything you’re drinking now, I’ll have to pay for later, you know?”
“Alright, alright!” Vivian said, then quickly drank the half-bottle of wine in her hand and, with lightning speed, stuffed two bottles into her Coat pocket.
————
Accompanied by rousing music, the server, holding a tray with both hands, collected the tickets thrown by the guests. After registering the dancer’s stage name in a booklet or on the tablet provided in each booth, he hurried to the next table.
About thirty minutes later, halfway through the break between the two performances, Lu Yibei on the main stage was still shouting energetically, stirring up the atmosphere, having tried almost all the banquet modes equipped with her Alchemy Prosthesis.
Then.
Just as she was considering whether to also try the last remaining 【Banquet Mode Ten: Funeral】 – after all, these M Country people might not understand Chinese funerals – a staff member in a uniform with an extra red ribbon, unlike the other servers, came onto the stage. freeweɓnovel.cøm
“This... uh, Miss, the voting has ended. Please announce the results, okay?” the staff member whispered.
After hearing him, Lu Yibei nodded to him, indicating she understood, and immediately got into character after averting her gaze.
As the Alchemy Prosthesis shut down the banquet mode, the music stopped, and the entire dance floor quickly quieted down. Everyone’s gaze collectively turned to the woman in the red dress on the stage.
“The voting results are in my hands. Thank you all for your generous contributions! Now, the exciting moment has arrived! Let’s see which lucky Angels will, thanks to the roses you’ve given, become intoxicated by their fragrance and stay by your side!”
As she spoke, she followed the guidance of the staff below the stage, turned around, and looked at the large screen behind her.
The large screen lit up, and photos of hot and sexy dancers, each with their stage name, appeared on the screen. Below the photos, the numbers of tickets they had received scrolled rapidly.
As the numbers below soared, the photos in the lead gradually enlarged, while those falling behind gradually shrank and finally disappeared from the screen.
It inexplicably feels like a talent show program, doesn't it? But actually, the nature isn't much different? Lu Yibei inwardly complained, then immediately saw the dancer named Annie on the screen, leading by a wide margin with three hundred seventy-two gold and thirty-two red tickets. She shouted out loud.
“Tonight, belongs to, Annie—! Let’s give our cheers to her, and to Mr. Yu... Yu Yinchuan, who offered the most flowers to Annie!”
Before her words even fell, she cast a Spell. Golden sparks rose from the ground, and rose-colored light dots, like snowflakes, floated beneath the ceiling.
Her gaze pierced through the dazzling light and shadow of the fireworks, and Lu Yibei looked at Paper Cicada Immortal below the stage, frowning.
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Where did this kid get so much money?
And while she was looking at Paper Cicada Immortal, Nanling Yaohua was also looking at her.
This guy, it seems like this isn't her first time doing this kind of work?
————
On the main stage, among the dancers in the semi-dark light and shadow, Miss Rabbit stared intently at “Blue Yi” in front of her. For some reason, a strange sense of déjà vu inexplicably rose in her heart, and that déjà vu filled her with disgust.
Before long, a server who had rushed to her side interrupted her gaze at “Blue Yi.”
“Miss Fox, Mr. Yu Yinchuan invites you to meet him in the private room upstairs, you...”
“Please tell Mr. Yu that I will go.” Before the server could finish speaking, Miss Rabbit had already made her choice, as if she couldn't wait to be alone with the sugar daddy, without any pretense of reserve.
But... why be reserved?
Being reserved won’t get me closer to Blue Yi!
The server didn't expect Annie, who usually refused guest invitations, to agree so readily this time. He was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and said, “Okay, I’ll go arrange a private room for you right away.”
“Much obliged!” Miss Rabbit nodded and, after watching the server walk away, immediately turned to look at “Blue Yi.” However, in less than a minute of her conversation with the server, “Blue Yi” had already left the stage and disappeared.
“...”
Where could she have gone?
Could she have met up with Yu Yinchuan first and gone to the private room?
Speaking of which... what exactly did Yu Yinchuan and Blue Yi come to the Angel Rose Theater for? Miss Rabbit wondered perplexedly.
————
Miss Rabbit would never have guessed that as soon as Lu Yibei stepped off the stage, she was surrounded by a dozen muscular Psychic men dressed in black suits.
“Madam Blue Yi, is that right? Our boss invites you!” The leading strong man, with a cold but polite tone, made a gesture for her to follow.
“Hmm, alright, please lead the way!” Lu Yibei nodded expressionlessly.
In fact, when she unexpectedly found herself sent onto the main stage by the lift and took on the role of host, she knew she couldn’t escape. In this situation, playing tough was definitely not an option, which is why she “worked” so hard.
At least she could leave a good first impression!
Now, it seems the result is quite good?
Being able to meet the theater owner means she can try to negotiate. Even if negotiations break down, she can always tie up the boss and use him as a hostage, then escape with the hostage! Lu Yibei thought to herself.
Thus, the security personnel, who had been ordered by Ni Miao to pick up “Blue Yi,” had no idea that this lady, exuding an alluring rose-like aura, had already secretly planned to kidnap their boss and was quietly making preparations. They led her towards the elevator to the third floor of the theater.
Along the way, Lu Yibei tried to strike up a conversation with them several times, but all attempts failed, so she could only obediently quiet down.
When the elevator reached the third floor of the theater and the doors opened, Lu Yibei suddenly understood the origin of the theater's name, Angel Rose.
The entire floor's main color scheme was rose red: rose-red walls, rose-red carpets, and the decorations along both sides of the corridor were primarily pure white clouds. Occasionally, staff members passing by would have clean white feather wings on their backs.
A rustling sound reached her ears. Following the sound, she saw the accompanying strong men all had a pile of small white wings on their backs. Lu Yibei’s eye twitched, and she pointed at her nose, asking meekly, “Um... do I need to wear them? Will it seem a bit out of place if I don’t?”
This time, the accompanying strong men finally responded.
“If you want to, you can wear them too.”
“No, no, no!” Lu Yibei shook her head. “I was just asking! I thought it was your rule here! If I don’t have to wear them, then forget it, forget it.”
Wearing a tight-fitting Coat was already embarrassing enough; adding a pile of wings, like a Victoria’s Secret model, was truly a bit unbearable.
“If you’re not wearing them, then go inside! The boss is waiting for you in the reception room at the very end.”
“What do you mean? You’re not going in?” Lu Yibei tilted her head.
Are you really not afraid I’ll kidnap your boss?
After waiting a few seconds and seeing the strong men standing still like statues without any response, Lu Yibei shrugged and quickly walked forward.
Reaching the end of the corridor, she pushed open the large door adorned with gold trim and cloud decorations. Before she could even clearly see the situation inside, she heard a woman’s voice.
“Miss Blue Yi, do you know that before tonight, the dancer who won first place in each show received at least five hundred gold tickets?”
Lu Yibei, “???”
What the heck? Is this about not meeting the sales target, and she’s coming to question me? Aren’t you forcing me to kidnap you?
...” Vivian was silent for a long time before she recovered from the shock brought by Ni Miao's words. She looked at her askance, “Are you sure?”
“Of course!” Ni Miao stared at “Blue Yi” on the main stage and nodded, “Look at her, she’s perfect!”
“Not only can she handle the host's job, but she can also double as a lighting technician and DJ. She even has an allure that’s no less than the dancers. One salary for four jobs, that’s incredibly cost-effective.”
Upon hearing this, Vivian looked towards the main stage. At this moment, “Blue Yi” on stage was merely performing above-average warm-up hosting, but for some reason, she was like a human hormone-inducing machine, making countless audience members below the stage stare with eyes full of desire.
She wondered if it was an illusion, but it seemed as if she alone, just standing on stage and performing normal hosting duties, could rival the energetic performances of the dozen or so strippers from before.
Why does it feel like a Witch Breed urban legend? But there’s no stench of a Witch Breed... Vivian was speechless.
Although she didn't know what “Blue Yi” had experienced over the years to transform from a reclusive and timid little girl into her current state, full of flaws that Vivian didn't know where to begin complaining about.
However, after chugging five bottles of iced beer, she still adjusted her state and grasped the key point—Alchemy Prosthesis.
She looked at “Blue Yi” on the stage, then at Yu Yinchuan in the front row booth, who was frantically throwing golden tickets, spending a fortune for a beauty. Shaking the half-empty sixth bottle of iced beer in her hand, she fell into deep thought.
“...”
Why do both “Blue Yi” and Yu Yinchuan have the same type of Alchemy Prosthesis on their left hands?
One a small faction leader of the Eclipse Society, the other a direct operative of the Night Watch Guardian. What kind of relationship could exist between two individuals whose relationship should be like needle point to wheat awn?
Also, is it an illusion? When “Blue Yi” was using the various functions of her Alchemy Prosthesis just now, I actually sensed the aura of my authority. Vivian thought.
After a moment of thought, she collected herself and looked at Ni Miao beside her, who had been talking incessantly for a long time, trying to persuade her to recruit “Blue Yi.” She said seriously, “Ni Miao, can you do me a favor?”
She felt it was necessary to confirm whether her authority had fallen into Blue Yi’s control...
Although Blue Yi might temporarily control that authority, which would instantly kill ordinary Psychic or urban legend upon contact, she couldn't possibly bear the cost of using that authority.
It's like a half-grown child wielding heavy thermal weapons; the end result will only be harm to both others and oneself!
“I’ll have to hear what you want me to do first.” Ni Miao pouted, “Some of your favors, I, a mere owner of a striptease theater, cannot help with.”
“You’re overthinking it!” Ni Miao waved her hand and turned to look at “Blue Yi” on the main stage, saying, “Don’t you want to recruit Blue Yi to work for you? Then, after the break, just stop her. Then, help me ask her a few small questions.”
“Why don’t you ask her yourself?” Ni Miao frowned. “Don’t you two know each other?”
“She was once a confidant of the Elder Council, and I’m just an unemployed person in Free City. I know her, but she might not know me.” Vivian rolled her eyes. “Besides, it’s not convenient for us to meet right now.”
“Is that so?” Ni Miao pondered for two seconds, then nodded. “No problem, for the sake of our years of friendship, I can help with this much.”
“Thank you,” Vivian said.
“Instead of thanking me in words, you should drink less!” Ni Miao rolled her eyes. “You’ve already had eight bottles... Everything you’re drinking now, I’ll have to pay for later, you know?”
“Alright, alright!” Vivian said, then quickly drank the half-bottle of wine in her hand and, with lightning speed, stuffed two bottles into her Coat pocket.
————
Accompanied by rousing music, the server, holding a tray with both hands, collected the tickets thrown by the guests. After registering the dancer’s stage name in a booklet or on the tablet provided in each booth, he hurried to the next table.
About thirty minutes later, halfway through the break between the two performances, Lu Yibei on the main stage was still shouting energetically, stirring up the atmosphere, having tried almost all the banquet modes equipped with her Alchemy Prosthesis.
Then.
Just as she was considering whether to also try the last remaining 【Banquet Mode Ten: Funeral】 – after all, these M Country people might not understand Chinese funerals – a staff member in a uniform with an extra red ribbon, unlike the other servers, came onto the stage.
“This... uh, Miss, the voting has ended. Please announce the results, okay?” the staff member whispered.
After hearing him, Lu Yibei nodded to him, indicating she understood, and immediately got into character after averting her gaze.
As the Alchemy Prosthesis shut down the banquet mode, the music stopped, and the entire dance floor quickly quieted down. Everyone’s gaze collectively turned to the woman in the red dress on the stage.
“The voting results are in my hands. Thank you all for your generous contributions! Now, the exciting moment has arrived! Let’s see which lucky Angels will, thanks to the roses you’ve given, become intoxicated by their fragrance and stay by your side!”
As she spoke, she followed the guidance of the staff below the stage, turned around, and looked at the large screen behind her.
The large screen lit up, and photos of hot and sexy dancers, each with their stage name, appeared on the screen. Below the photos, the numbers of tickets they had received scrolled rapidly.
As the numbers below soared, the photos in the lead gradually enlarged, while those falling behind gradually shrank and finally disappeared from the screen.
It inexplicably feels like a talent show program, doesn't it? But actually, the nature isn't much different? Lu Yibei inwardly complained, then immediately saw the dancer named Annie on the screen, leading by a wide margin with three hundred seventy-two gold and thirty-two red tickets. She shouted out loud.
“Tonight, belongs to, Annie—! Let’s give our cheers to her, and to Mr. Yu... Yu Yinchuan, who offered the most flowers to Annie!”
Before her words even fell, she cast a Spell. Golden sparks rose from the ground, and rose-colored light dots, like snowflakes, floated beneath the ceiling.
Her gaze pierced through the dazzling light and shadow of the fireworks, and Lu Yibei looked at Paper Cicada Immortal below the stage, frowning.
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Where did this kid get so much money?
And while she was looking at Paper Cicada Immortal, Nanling Yaohua was also looking at her.
This guy, it seems like this isn't her first time doing this kind of work?
————
On the main stage, among the dancers in the semi-dark light and shadow, Miss Rabbit stared intently at “Blue Yi” in front of her. For some reason, a strange sense of déjà vu inexplicably rose in her heart, and that déjà vu filled her with disgust.
Before long, a server who had rushed to her side interrupted her gaze at “Blue Yi.”
“Miss Fox, Mr. Yu Yinchuan invites you to meet him in the private room upstairs, you...”
“Please tell Mr. Yu that I will go.” Before the server could finish speaking, Miss Rabbit had already made her choice, as if she couldn't wait to be alone with the sugar daddy, without any pretense of reserve.
But... why be reserved?
Being reserved won’t get me closer to Blue Yi!
The server didn't expect Annie, who usually refused guest invitations, to agree so readily this time. He was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and said, “Okay, I’ll go arrange a private room for you right away.”
“Much obliged!” Miss Rabbit nodded and, after watching the server walk away, immediately turned to look at “Blue Yi.” However, in less than a minute of her conversation with the server, “Blue Yi” had already left the stage and disappeared.
“...”
Where could she have gone?
Could she have met up with Yu Yinchuan first and gone to the private room?
Speaking of which... what exactly did Yu Yinchuan and Blue Yi come to the Angel Rose Theater for? Miss Rabbit wondered perplexedly.
————
Miss Rabbit would never have guessed that as soon as Lu Yibei stepped off the stage, she was surrounded by a dozen muscular Psychic men dressed in black suits.
“Madam Blue Yi, is that right? Our boss invites you!” The leading strong man, with a cold but polite tone, made a gesture for her to follow.
“Hmm, alright, please lead the way!” Lu Yibei nodded expressionlessly.
In fact, when she unexpectedly found herself sent onto the main stage by the lift and took on the role of host, she knew she couldn’t escape. In this situation, playing tough was definitely not an option, which is why she “worked” so hard.
At least she could leave a good first impression!
Now, it seems the result is quite good?
Being able to meet the theater owner means she can try to negotiate. Even if negotiations break down, she can always tie up the boss and use him as a hostage, then escape with the hostage! Lu Yibei thought to herself.
Thus, the security personnel, who had been ordered by Ni Miao to pick up “Blue Yi,” had no idea that this lady, exuding an alluring rose-like aura, had already secretly planned to kidnap their boss and was quietly making preparations. They led her towards the elevator to the third floor of the theater.
Along the way, Lu Yibei tried to strike up a conversation with them several times, but all attempts failed, so she could only obediently quiet down.
When the elevator reached the third floor of the theater and the doors opened, Lu Yibei suddenly understood the origin of the theater's name, Angel Rose.
The entire floor's main color scheme was rose red: rose-red walls, rose-red carpets, and the decorations along both sides of the corridor were primarily pure white clouds. Occasionally, staff members passing by would have clean white feather wings on their backs.
A rustling sound reached her ears. Following the sound, she saw the accompanying strong men all had a pile of small white wings on their backs. Lu Yibei’s eye twitched, and she pointed at her nose, asking meekly, “Um... do I need to wear them? Will it seem a bit out of place if I don’t?”
This time, the accompanying strong men finally responded.
“If you want to, you can wear them too.”
“No, no, no!” Lu Yibei shook her head. “I was just asking! I thought it was your rule here! If I don’t have to wear them, then forget it, forget it.”
Wearing a tight-fitting Coat was already embarrassing enough; adding a pile of wings, like a Victoria’s Secret model, was truly a bit unbearable.
“If you’re not wearing them, then go inside! The boss is waiting for you in the reception room at the very end.”
“What do you mean? You’re not going in?” Lu Yibei tilted her head.
Are you really not afraid I’ll kidnap your boss?
After waiting a few seconds and seeing the strong men standing still like statues without any response, Lu Yibei shrugged and quickly walked forward.
Reaching the end of the corridor, she pushed open the large door adorned with gold trim and cloud decorations. Before she could even clearly see the situation inside, she heard a woman’s voice.
“Miss Blue Yi, do you know that before tonight, the dancer who won first place in each show received at least five hundred gold tickets?”
Lu Yibei, “???”
What the heck? Is this about not meeting the sales target, and she’s coming to question me? Aren’t you forcing me to kidnap you?
...” Vivian was silent for a long time before she recovered from the shock brought by Ni Miao's words. She looked at her askance, “Are you sure?”
“Of course!” Ni Miao stared at “Blue Yi” on the main stage and nodded, “Look at her, she’s perfect!”
“Not only can she handle the host's job, but she can also double as a lighting technician and DJ. She even has an allure that’s no less than the dancers. One salary for four jobs, that’s incredibly cost-effective.”
Upon hearing this, Vivian looked towards ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) the main stage. At this moment, “Blue Yi” on stage was merely performing above-average warm-up hosting, but for some reason, she was like a human hormone-inducing machine, making countless audience members below the stage stare with eyes full of desire.
She wondered if it was an illusion, but it seemed as if she alone, just standing on stage and performing normal hosting duties, could rival the energetic performances of the dozen or so strippers from before.
Why does it feel like a Witch Breed urban legend? But there’s no stench of a Witch Breed... Vivian was speechless.
Although she didn't know what “Blue Yi” had experienced over the years to transform from a reclusive and timid little girl into her current state, full of flaws that Vivian didn't know where to begin complaining about.
However, after chugging five bottles of iced beer, she still adjusted her state and grasped the key point—Alchemy Prosthesis.
She looked at “Blue Yi” on the stage, then at Yu Yinchuan in the front row booth, who was frantically throwing golden tickets, spending a fortune for a beauty. Shaking the half-empty sixth bottle of iced beer in her hand, she fell into deep thought.
“...”
Why do both “Blue Yi” and Yu Yinchuan have the same type of Alchemy Prosthesis on their left hands?
One a small faction leader of the Eclipse Society, the other a direct operative of the Night Watch Guardian. What kind of relationship could exist between two individuals whose relationship should be like needle point to wheat awn?
Also, is it an illusion? When “Blue Yi” was using the various functions of her Alchemy Prosthesis just now, I actually sensed the aura of my authority. Vivian thought.
After a moment of thought, she collected herself and looked at Ni Miao beside her, who had been talking incessantly for a long time, trying to persuade her to recruit “Blue Yi.” She said seriously, “Ni Miao, can you do me a favor?”
She felt it was necessary to confirm whether her authority had fallen into Blue Yi’s control...
Although Blue Yi might temporarily control that authority, which would instantly kill ordinary Psychic or urban legend upon contact, she couldn't possibly bear the cost of using that authority.
It's like a half-grown child wielding heavy thermal weapons; the end result will only be harm to both others and oneself!
“I’ll have to hear what you want me to do first.” Ni Miao pouted, “Some of your favors, I, a mere owner of a striptease theater, cannot help with.”
“You’re overthinking it!” Ni Miao waved her hand and turned to look at “Blue Yi” on the main stage, saying, “Don’t you want to recruit Blue Yi to work for you? Then, after the break, just stop her. Then, help me ask her a few small questions.”
“Why don’t you ask her yourself?” Ni Miao frowned. “Don’t you two know each other?”
“She was once a confidant of the Elder Council, and I’m just an unemployed person in Free City. I know her, but she might not know me.” Vivian rolled her eyes. “Besides, it’s not convenient for us to meet right now.”
“Is that so?” Ni Miao pondered for two seconds, then nodded. “No problem, for the sake of our years of friendship, I can help with this much.”
“Thank you,” Vivian said.
“Instead of thanking me in words, you should drink less!” Ni Miao rolled her eyes. “You’ve already had eight bottles... Everything you’re drinking now, I’ll have to pay for later, you know?”
“Alright, alright!” Vivian said, then quickly drank the half-bottle of wine in her hand and, with lightning speed, stuffed two bottles into her Coat pocket.
————
Accompanied by rousing music, the server, holding a tray with both hands, collected the tickets thrown by the guests. After registering the dancer’s stage name in a booklet or on the tablet provided in each booth, he hurried to the next table.
About thirty minutes later, halfway through the break between the two performances, Lu Yibei on the main stage was still shouting energetically, stirring up the atmosphere, having tried almost all the banquet modes equipped with her Alchemy Prosthesis.
Then.
Just as she was considering whether to also try the last remaining 【Banquet Mode Ten: Funeral】 – after all, these M Country people might not understand Chinese funerals – a staff member in a uniform with an extra red ribbon, unlike the other servers, came onto the stage.
“This... uh, Miss, the voting has ended. Please announce the results, okay?” the staff member whispered.
After hearing him, Lu Yibei nodded to him, indicating she understood, and immediately got into character after averting her gaze.
As the Alchemy Prosthesis shut down the banquet mode, the music stopped, and the entire dance floor quickly quieted down. Everyone’s gaze collectively turned to the woman in the red dress on the stage.
“The voting results are in my hands. Thank you all for your generous contributions! Now, the exciting moment has arrived! Let’s see which lucky Angels will, thanks to the roses you’ve given, become intoxicated by their fragrance and stay by your side!”
As she spoke, she followed the guidance of the staff below the stage, turned around, and looked at the large screen behind her.
The large screen lit up, and photos of hot and sexy dancers, each with their stage name, appeared on the screen. Below the photos, the numbers of tickets they had received scrolled rapidly.
As the numbers below soared, the photos in the lead gradually enlarged, while those falling behind gradually shrank and finally disappeared from the screen.
It inexplicably feels like a talent show program, doesn't it? But actually, the nature isn't much different? Lu Yibei inwardly complained, then immediately saw the dancer named Annie on the screen, leading by a wide margin with three hundred seventy-two gold and thirty-two red tickets. She shouted out loud.
“Tonight, belongs to, Annie—! Let’s give our cheers to her, and to Mr. Yu... Yu Yinchuan, who offered the most flowers to Annie!”
Before her words even fell, she cast a Spell. Golden sparks rose from the ground, and rose-colored light dots, like snowflakes, floated beneath the ceiling.
Her gaze pierced through the dazzling light and shadow of the fireworks, and Lu Yibei looked at Paper Cicada Immortal below the stage, frowning.
Warm reminder: The Website is about to be revised, which may cause loss of reading progress. Please save your “book shelf” and “reading record” (screenshot recommended) in time. We apologize for any inconvenience caused!
Where did this kid get so much money?
And while she was looking at Paper Cicada Immortal, Nanling Yaohua was also looking at her.
This guy, it seems like this isn't her first time doing this kind of work?
————
On the main stage, among the dancers in the semi-dark light and shadow, Miss Rabbit stared intently at “Blue Yi” in front of her. For some reason, a strange sense of déjà vu inexplicably rose in her heart, and that déjà vu filled her with disgust.
Before long, a server who had rushed to her side interrupted her gaze at “Blue Yi.”
“Miss Fox, Mr. Yu Yinchuan invites you to meet him in the private room upstairs, you...”
“Please tell Mr. Yu that I will go.” Before the server could finish speaking, Miss Rabbit had already made her choice, as if she couldn't wait to be alone with the sugar daddy, without any pretense of reserve.
But... why be reserved?
Being reserved won’t get me closer to Blue Yi!
The server didn't expect Annie, who usually refused guest invitations, to agree so readily this time. He was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and said, “Okay, I’ll go arrange a private room for you right away.”
“Much obliged!” Miss Rabbit nodded and, after watching the server walk away, immediately turned to look at “Blue Yi.” However, in less than a minute of her conversation with the server, “Blue Yi” had already left the stage and disappeared.
“...”
Where could she have gone?
Could she have met up with Yu Yinchuan first and gone to the private room?
Speaking of which... what exactly did Yu Yinchuan and Blue Yi come to the Angel Rose Theater for? Miss Rabbit wondered perplexedly.
————
Miss Rabbit would never have guessed that as soon as Lu Yibei stepped off the stage, she was surrounded by a dozen muscular Psychic men dressed in black suits.
“Madam Blue Yi, is that right? Our boss invites you!” The leading strong man, with a cold but polite tone, made a gesture for her to follow.
“Hmm, alright, please lead the way!” Lu Yibei nodded expressionlessly.
In fact, when she unexpectedly found herself sent onto the main stage by the lift and took on the role of host, she knew she couldn’t escape. In this situation, playing tough was definitely not an option, which is why she “worked” so hard.
At least she could leave a good first impression!
Now, it seems the result is quite good?
Being able to meet the theater owner means she can try to negotiate. Even if negotiations break down, she can always tie up the boss and use him as a hostage, then escape with the hostage! Lu Yibei thought to herself.
Thus, the security personnel, who had been ordered by Ni Miao to pick up “Blue Yi,” had no idea that this lady, exuding an alluring rose-like aura, had already secretly planned to kidnap their boss and was quietly making preparations. They led her towards the elevator to the third floor of the theater.
Along the way, Lu Yibei tried to strike up a conversation with them several times, but all attempts failed, so she could only obediently quiet down.
When the elevator reached the third floor of the theater and the doors opened, Lu Yibei suddenly understood the origin of the theater's name, Angel Rose.
The entire floor's main color scheme was rose red: rose-red walls, rose-red carpets, and the decorations along both sides of the corridor were primarily pure white clouds. Occasionally, staff members passing by would have clean white feather wings on their backs.
A rustling sound reached her ears. Following the sound, she saw the accompanying strong men all had a pile of small white wings on their backs. Lu Yibei’s eye twitched, and she pointed at her nose, asking meekly, “Um... do I need to wear them? Will it seem a bit out of place if I don’t?”
This time, the accompanying strong men finally responded.
“If you want to, you can wear them too.”
“No, no, no!” Lu Yibei shook her head. “I was just asking! I thought it was your rule here! If I don’t have to wear them, then forget it, forget it.”
Wearing a tight-fitting Coat was already embarrassing enough; adding a pile of wings, like a Victoria’s Secret model, was truly a bit unbearable.
“If you’re not wearing them, then go inside! The boss is waiting for you in the reception room at the very end.”
“What do you mean? You’re not going in?” Lu Yibei tilted her head.
Are you really not afraid I’ll kidnap your boss?
After waiting a few seconds and seeing the strong men standing still like statues without any response, Lu Yibei shrugged and quickly walked forward.
Reaching the end of the corridor, she pushed open the large door adorned with gold trim and cloud decorations. Before she could even clearly see the situation inside, she heard a woman’s voice.
“Miss Blue Yi, do you know that before tonight, the dancer who won first place in each show received at least five hundred gold tickets?”
Lu Yibei, “???”
What the heck? Is this about not meeting the sales target, and she’s coming to question me? Aren’t you forcing me to kidnap you?
...” Vivian was silent for a long time before she recovered from the shock brought by Ni Miao's words. She looked at her askance, “Are you sure?”
“Of course!” Ni Miao stared at “Blue Yi” on the main stage and nodded, “Look at her, she’s perfect!”
“Not only can she handle the host's job, but she can also double as a lighting technician and DJ. She even has an allure that’s no less than the dancers. One salary for four jobs, that’s incredibly cost-effective.”
Upon hearing this, Vivian looked towards the main stage. At this moment, “Blue Yi” on stage was merely performing above-average warm-up hosting, but for some reason, she was like a human hormone-inducing machine, making countless audience members below the stage stare with eyes full of desire.
She wondered if it was an illusion, but it seemed as if she alone, just standing on stage and performing normal hosting duties, could rival the energetic performances of the dozen or so strippers from before.
Why does it feel like a Witch Breed urban legend? But there’s no stench of a Witch Breed... Vivian was speechless.
Although she didn't know what “Blue Yi” had experienced over the years to transform from a reclusive and timid little girl into her current state, full of flaws that Vivian didn't know where to begin complaining about.
However, after chugging five bottles of iced beer, she still adjusted her state and grasped the key point—Alchemy Prosthesis.
She looked at “Blue Yi” on the stage, then at Yu Yinchuan in the front row booth, who was frantically throwing golden tickets, spending a fortune for a beauty. Shaking the half-empty sixth bottle of iced beer in her hand, she fell into deep thought.
“...”
Why do both “Blue Yi” and Yu Yinchuan have the same type of Alchemy Prosthesis on their left hands?
One a small faction leader of the Eclipse Society, the other a direct operative of the Night Watch Guardian. What kind of relationship could exist between two individuals whose relationship should be like needle point to wheat awn?
Also, is it an illusion? When “Blue Yi” was using the various functions of her Alchemy Prosthesis just now, I actually sensed the aura of my authority. Vivian thought.
After a moment of thought, she collected herself and looked at Ni Miao beside her, who had been talking incessantly for a long time, trying to persuade her to recruit “Blue Yi.” She said seriously, “Ni Miao, can you do me a favor?”
She felt it was necessary to confirm whether her authority had fallen into Blue Yi’s control...
Although Blue Yi might temporarily control that authority, which would instantly kill ordinary Psychic or urban legend upon contact, she couldn't possibly bear the cost of using that authority.
It's like a half-grown child wielding heavy thermal weapons; the end result will only be harm to both others and oneself!
“I’ll have to hear what you want me to do first.” Ni Miao pouted, “Some of your favors, I, a mere owner of a striptease theater, cannot help with.”
“You’re overthinking it!” Ni Miao waved her hand and turned to look at “Blue Yi” on the main stage, saying, “Don’t you want to recruit Blue Yi to work for you? Then, after the break, just stop her. Then, help me ask her a few small questions.”
“Why don’t you ask her yourself?” Ni Miao frowned. “Don’t you two know each other?”
“She was once a confidant of the Elder Council, and I’m just an unemployed person in Free City. I know her, but she might not know me.” Vivian rolled her eyes. “Besides, it’s not convenient for us to meet right now.”
“Is that so?” Ni Miao pondered for two seconds, then nodded. “No problem, for the sake of our years of friendship, I can help with this much.”
“Thank you,” Vivian said.
“Instead of thanking me in words, you should drink less!” Ni Miao rolled her eyes. “You’ve already had eight bottles... Everything you’re drinking now, I’ll have to pay for later, you know?”
“Alright, alright!” Vivian said, then quickly drank the half-bottle of wine in her hand and, with lightning speed, stuffed two bottles into her Coat pocket.
————
Accompanied by rousing music, the server, holding a tray with both hands, collected the tickets thrown by the guests. After registering the dancer’s stage name in a booklet or on the tablet provided in each booth, he hurried to the next table.
About thirty minutes later, halfway through the break between the two performances, Lu Yibei on the main stage was still shouting energetically, stirring up the atmosphere, having tried almost all the banquet modes equipped with her Alchemy Prosthesis.
Then.
Just as she was considering whether to also try the last remaining 【Banquet Mode Ten: Funeral】 – after all, these M Country people might not understand Chinese funerals – a staff member in a uniform with an extra red ribbon, unlike the other servers, came onto the stage.
“This... uh, Miss, the voting has ended. Please announce the results, okay?” the staff member whispered.
After hearing him, Lu Yibei nodded to him, indicating she understood, and immediately got into character after averting her gaze.
As the Alchemy Prosthesis shut down the banquet mode, the music stopped, and the entire dance floor quickly quieted down. Everyone’s gaze collectively turned to the woman in the red dress on the stage.
“The voting results are in my hands. Thank you all for your generous contributions! Now, the exciting moment has arrived! Let’s see which lucky Angels will, thanks to the roses you’ve given, become intoxicated by their fragrance and stay by your side!”
As she spoke, she followed the guidance of the staff below the stage, turned around, and looked at the large screen behind her.
The large screen lit up, and photos of hot and sexy dancers, each with their stage name, appeared on the screen. Below the photos, the numbers of tickets they had received scrolled rapidly.
As the numbers below soared, the photos in the lead gradually enlarged, while those falling behind gradually shrank and finally disappeared from the screen.
It inexplicably feels like a talent show program, doesn't it? But actually, the nature isn't much different? Lu Yibei inwardly complained, then immediately saw the dancer named Annie on the screen, leading by a wide margin with three hundred seventy-two gold and thirty-two red tickets. She shouted out loud.
“Tonight, belongs to, Annie—! Let’s give our cheers to her, and to Mr. Yu... Yu Yinchuan, who offered the most flowers to Annie!”
Before her words even fell, she cast a Spell. Golden sparks rose from the ground, and rose-colored light dots, like snowflakes, floated beneath the ceiling.
Her gaze pierced through the dazzling light and shadow of the fireworks, and Lu Yibei looked at Paper Cicada Immortal below the stage, frowning.
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Where did this kid get so much money?
And while she was looking at Paper Cicada Immortal, Nanling Yaohua was also looking at her.
This guy, it seems like this isn't her first time doing this kind of work?
————
On the main stage, among the dancers in the semi-dark light and shadow, Miss Rabbit stared intently at “Blue Yi” in front of her. For some reason, a strange sense of déjà vu inexplicably rose in her heart, and that déjà vu filled her with disgust.
Before long, a server who had rushed to her side interrupted her gaze at “Blue Yi.”
“Miss Fox, Mr. Yu Yinchuan invites you to meet him in the private room upstairs, you...”
“Please tell Mr. Yu that I will go.” Before the server could finish speaking, Miss Rabbit had already made her choice, as if she couldn't wait to be alone with the sugar daddy, without any pretense of reserve.
But... why be reserved?
Being reserved won’t get me closer to Blue Yi!
The server didn't expect Annie, who usually refused guest invitations, to agree so readily this time. He was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and said, “Okay, I’ll go arrange a private room for you right away.”
“Much obliged!” Miss Rabbit nodded and, after watching the server walk away, immediately turned to look at “Blue Yi.” However, in less than a minute of her conversation with the server, “Blue Yi” had already left the stage and disappeared.
“...”
Where could she have gone?
Could she have met up with Yu Yinchuan first and gone to the private room?
Speaking of which... what exactly did Yu Yinchuan and Blue Yi come to the Angel Rose Theater for? Miss Rabbit wondered perplexedly.
————
Miss Rabbit would never have guessed that as soon as Lu Yibei stepped off the stage, she was surrounded by a dozen muscular Psychic men dressed in black suits.
“Madam Blue Yi, is that right? Our boss invites you!” The leading strong man, with a cold but polite tone, made a gesture for her to follow.
“Hmm, alright, please lead the way!” Lu Yibei nodded expressionlessly.
In fact, when she unexpectedly found herself sent onto the main stage by the lift and took on the role of host, she knew she couldn’t escape. In this situation, playing tough was definitely not an option, which is why she “worked” so hard.
At least she could leave a good first impression!
Now, it seems the result is quite good?
Being able to meet the theater owner means she can try to negotiate. Even if negotiations break down, she can always tie up the boss and use him as a hostage, then escape with the hostage! Lu Yibei thought to herself.
Thus, the security personnel, who had been ordered by Ni Miao to pick up “Blue Yi,” had no idea that this lady, exuding an alluring rose-like aura, had already secretly planned to kidnap their boss and was quietly making preparations. They led her towards the elevator to the third floor of the theater.
Along the way, Lu Yibei tried to strike up a conversation with them several times, but all attempts failed, so she could only obediently quiet down.
When the elevator reached the third floor of the theater and the doors opened, Lu Yibei suddenly understood the origin of the theater's name, Angel Rose.
The entire floor's main color scheme was rose red: rose-red walls, rose-red carpets, and the decorations along both sides of the corridor were primarily pure white clouds. Occasionally, staff members passing by would have clean white feather wings on their backs.
A rustling sound reached her ears. Following the sound, she saw the accompanying strong men all had a pile of small white wings on their backs. Lu Yibei’s eye twitched, and she pointed at her nose, asking meekly, “Um... do I need to wear them? Will it seem a bit out of place if I don’t?”
This time, the accompanying strong men finally responded.
“If you want to, you can wear them too.”
“No, no, no!” Lu Yibei shook her head. “I was just asking! I thought it was your rule here! If I don’t have to wear them, then forget it, forget it.”
Wearing a tight-fitting Coat was already embarrassing enough; adding a pile of wings, like a Victoria’s Secret model, was truly a bit unbearable.
“If you’re not wearing them, then go inside! The boss is waiting for you in the reception room at the very end.”
“What do you mean? You’re not going in?” Lu Yibei tilted her head.
Are you really not afraid I’ll kidnap your boss?
After waiting a few seconds and seeing the strong men standing still like statues without any response, Lu Yibei shrugged and quickly walked forward.
Reaching the end of the corridor, she pushed open the large door adorned with gold trim and cloud decorations. Before she could even clearly see the situation inside, she heard a woman’s voice.
“Miss Blue Yi, do you know that before tonight, the dancer who won first place in each show received at least five hundred gold tickets?”
Lu Yibei, “???”
What the heck? Is this about not meeting the sales target, and she’s coming to question me? Aren’t you forcing me to kidnap you?
...” Vivian was silent for a long time before she recovered from the shock brought by Ni Miao's words. She looked at her askance, “Are you sure?”
“Of course!” Ni Miao stared at “Blue Yi” on the main stage and nodded, “Look at her, she’s perfect!”
“Not only can she handle the host's job, but she can also double as a lighting technician and DJ. She even has an allure that’s no less than the dancers. One salary for four jobs, that’s incredibly cost-effective.”
Upon hearing this, Vivian looked towards the main stage. At this moment, “Blue Yi” on stage was merely performing above-average warm-up hosting, but for some reason, she was like a human hormone-inducing machine, making countless audience members below the stage stare with eyes full of desire.
She wondered if it was an illusion, but it seemed as if she alone, just standing on stage and performing normal hosting duties, could rival the energetic performances of the dozen or so strippers from before.
Why does it feel like a Witch Breed urban legend? But there’s no stench of a Witch Breed... Vivian was speechless.
Although she didn't know what “Blue Yi” had experienced over the years to transform from a reclusive and timid little girl into her current state, full of flaws that Vivian didn't know where to begin complaining about.
However, after chugging five bottles of iced beer, she still adjusted her state and grasped the key point—Alchemy Prosthesis.
She looked at “Blue Yi” on the stage, then at Yu Yinchuan in the front row booth, who was frantically throwing golden tickets, spending a fortune for a beauty. Shaking the half-empty sixth bottle of iced beer in her hand, she fell into deep thought.
“...”
Why do both “Blue Yi” and Yu Yinchuan have the same type of Alchemy Prosthesis on their left hands?
One a small faction leader of the Eclipse Society, the other a direct operative of the Night Watch Guardian. What kind of relationship could exist between two individuals whose relationship should be like needle point to wheat awn?
Also, is it an illusion? When “Blue Yi” was using the various functions of her Alchemy Prosthesis just now, I actually sensed the aura of my authority. Vivian thought.
After a moment of thought, she collected herself and looked at Ni Miao beside her, who had been talking incessantly for a long time, trying to persuade her to recruit “Blue Yi.” She said seriously, “Ni Miao, can you do me a favor?”
She felt it was necessary to confirm whether her authority had fallen into Blue Yi’s control...
Although Blue Yi might temporarily control that authority, which would instantly kill ordinary Psychic or urban legend upon contact, she couldn't possibly bear the cost of using that authority.
It's like a half-grown child wielding heavy thermal weapons; the end result will only be harm to both others and oneself!
“I’ll have to hear what you want me to do first.” Ni Miao pouted, “Some of your favors, I, a mere owner of a striptease theater, cannot help with.”
“You’re overthinking it!” Ni Miao waved her hand and turned to look at “Blue Yi” on the main stage, saying, “Don’t you want to recruit Blue Yi to work for you? Then, after the break, just stop her. Then, help me ask her a few small questions.”
“Why don’t you ask her yourself?” Ni Miao frowned. “Don’t you two know each other?”
“She was once a confidant of the Elder Council, and I’m just an unemployed person in Free City. I know her, but she might not know me.” Vivian rolled her eyes. “Besides, it’s not convenient for us to meet right now.”
“Is that so?” Ni Miao pondered for two seconds, then nodded. “No problem, for the sake of our years of friendship, I can help with this much.”
“Thank you,” Vivian said.
“Instead of thanking me in words, you should drink less!” Ni Miao rolled her eyes. “You’ve already had eight bottles... Everything you’re drinking now, I’ll have to pay for later, you know?”
“Alright, alright!” Vivian said, then quickly drank the half-bottle of wine in her hand and, with lightning speed, stuffed two bottles into her Coat pocket.
————
Accompanied by rousing music, the server, holding a tray with both hands, collected the tickets thrown by the guests. After registering the dancer’s stage name in a booklet or on the tablet provided in each booth, he hurried to the next table.
About thirty minutes later, halfway through the break between the two performances, Lu Yibei on the main stage was still shouting energetically, stirring up the atmosphere, having tried almost all the banquet modes equipped with her Alchemy Prosthesis.
Then.
Just as she was considering whether to also try the last remaining 【Banquet Mode Ten: Funeral】 – after all, these M Country people might not understand Chinese funerals – a staff member in a uniform with an extra red ribbon, unlike the other servers, came onto the stage.
“This... uh, Miss, the voting has ended. Please announce the results, okay?” the staff member whispered.
After hearing him, Lu Yibei nodded to him, indicating she understood, and immediately got into character after averting her gaze.
As the Alchemy Prosthesis shut down the banquet mode, the music stopped, and the entire dance floor quickly quieted down. Everyone’s gaze collectively turned to the woman in the red dress on the stage.
“The voting results are in my hands. Thank you all for your generous contributions! Now, the exciting moment has arrived! Let’s see which lucky Angels will, thanks to the roses you’ve given, become intoxicated by their fragrance and stay by your side!”
As she spoke, she followed the guidance of the staff below the stage, turned around, and looked at the large screen behind her.
The large screen lit up, and photos of hot and sexy dancers, each with their stage name, appeared on the screen. Below the photos, the numbers of tickets they had received scrolled rapidly.
As the numbers below soared, the photos in the lead gradually enlarged, while those falling behind gradually shrank and finally disappeared from the screen.
It inexplicably feels like a talent show program, doesn't it? But actually, the nature isn't much different? Lu Yibei inwardly complained, then immediately saw the dancer named Annie on the screen, leading by a wide margin with three hundred seventy-two gold and thirty-two red tickets. She shouted out loud.
“Tonight, belongs to, Annie—! Let’s give our cheers to her, and to Mr. Yu... Yu Yinchuan, who offered the most flowers to Annie!”
Before her words even fell, she cast a Spell. Golden sparks rose from the ground, and rose-colored light dots, like snowflakes, floated beneath the ceiling.
Her gaze pierced through the dazzling light and shadow of the fireworks, and Lu Yibei looked at Paper Cicada Immortal below the stage, frowning.
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Where did this kid get so much money?
And while she was looking at Paper Cicada Immortal, Nanling Yaohua was also looking at her.
This guy, it seems like this isn't her first time doing this kind of work?
————
On the main stage, among the dancers in the semi-dark light and shadow, Miss Rabbit stared intently at “Blue Yi” in front of her. For some reason, a strange sense of déjà vu inexplicably rose in her heart, and that déjà vu filled her with disgust.
Before long, a server who had rushed to her side interrupted her gaze at “Blue Yi.”
“Miss Fox, Mr. Yu Yinchuan invites you to meet him in the private room upstairs, you...”
“Please tell Mr. Yu that I will go.” Before the server could finish speaking, Miss Rabbit had already made her choice, as if she couldn't wait to be alone with the sugar daddy, without any pretense of reserve.
But... why be reserved?
Being reserved won’t get me closer to Blue Yi!
The server didn't expect Annie, who usually refused guest invitations, to agree so readily this time. He was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and said, “Okay, I’ll go arrange a private room for you right away.”
“Much obliged!” Miss Rabbit nodded and, after watching the server walk away, immediately turned to look at “Blue Yi.” However, in less than a minute of her conversation with the server, “Blue Yi” had already left the stage and disappeared.
“...”
Where could she have gone?
Could she have met up with Yu Yinchuan first and gone to the private room?
Speaking of which... what exactly did Yu Yinchuan and Blue Yi come to the Angel Rose Theater for? Miss Rabbit wondered perplexedly.
————
Miss Rabbit would never have guessed that as soon as Lu Yibei stepped off the stage, she was surrounded by a dozen muscular Psychic men dressed in black suits.
“Madam Blue Yi, is that right? Our boss invites you!” The leading strong man, with a cold but polite tone, made a gesture for her to follow.
“Hmm, alright, please lead the way!” Lu Yibei nodded expressionlessly.
In fact, when she unexpectedly found herself sent onto the main stage by the lift and took on the role of host, she knew she couldn’t escape. In this situation, playing tough was definitely not an option, which is why she “worked” so hard.
At least she could leave a good first impression!
Now, it seems the result is quite good?
Being able to meet the theater owner means she can try to negotiate. Even if negotiations break down, she can always tie up the boss and use him as a hostage, then escape with the hostage! Lu Yibei thought to herself.
Thus, the security personnel, who had been ordered by Ni Miao to pick up “Blue Yi,” had no idea that this lady, exuding an alluring rose-like aura, had already secretly planned to kidnap their boss and was quietly making preparations. They led her towards the elevator to the third floor of the theater.
Along the way, Lu Yibei tried to strike up a conversation with them several times, but all attempts failed, so she could only obediently quiet down.
When the elevator reached the third floor of the theater and the doors opened, Lu Yibei suddenly understood the origin of the theater's name, Angel Rose.
The entire floor's main color scheme was rose red: rose-red walls, rose-red carpets, and the decorations along both sides of the corridor were primarily pure white clouds. Occasionally, staff members passing by would have clean white feather wings on their backs.
A rustling sound reached her ears. Following the sound, she saw the accompanying strong men all had a pile of small white wings on their backs. Lu Yibei’s eye twitched, and she pointed at her nose, asking meekly, “Um... do I need to wear them? Will it seem a bit out of place if I don’t?”
This time, the accompanying strong men finally responded.
“If you want to, you can wear them too.”
“No, no, no!” Lu Yibei shook her head. “I was just asking! I thought it was your rule here! If I don’t have to wear them, then forget it, forget it.”
Wearing a tight-fitting Coat was already embarrassing enough; adding a pile of wings, like a Victoria’s Secret model, was truly a bit unbearable.
“If you’re not wearing them, then go inside! The boss is waiting for you in the reception room at the very end.”
“What do you mean? You’re not going in?” Lu Yibei tilted her head.
Are you really not afraid I’ll kidnap your boss?
After waiting a few seconds and seeing the strong men standing still like statues without any response, Lu Yibei shrugged and quickly walked forward.
Reaching the end of the corridor, she pushed open the large door adorned with gold trim and cloud decorations. Before she could even clearly see the situation inside, she heard a woman’s voice.
“Miss Blue Yi, do you know that before tonight, the dancer who won first place in each show received at least five hundred gold tickets?”
Lu Yibei, “???”
What the heck? Is this about not meeting the sales target, and she’s coming to question me? Aren’t you forcing me to kidnap you?
...” Vivian was silent for a long time before she recovered from the shock brought by Ni Miao's words. She looked at her askance, “Are you sure?”
“Of course!” Ni Miao stared at “Blue Yi” on the main stage and nodded, “Look at her, she’s perfect!”
“Not only can she handle the host's job, but she can also double as a lighting technician and DJ. She even has an allure that’s no less than the dancers. One salary for four jobs, that’s incredibly cost-effective.”
Upon hearing this, Vivian looked towards the main stage. At this moment, “Blue Yi” on stage was merely performing above-average warm-up hosting, but for some reason, she was like a human hormone-inducing machine, making countless audience members below the stage stare with eyes full of desire.
She wondered if it was an illusion, but it seemed as if she alone, just standing on stage and performing normal hosting duties, could rival the energetic performances of the dozen or so strippers from before.
Why does it feel like a Witch Breed urban legend? But there’s no stench of a Witch Breed... Vivian was speechless.
Although she didn't know what “Blue Yi” had experienced over the years to transform from a reclusive and timid little girl into her current state, full of flaws that Vivian didn't know where to begin complaining about.
However, after chugging five bottles of iced beer, she still adjusted her state and grasped the key point—Alchemy Prosthesis.
She looked at “Blue Yi” on the stage, then at Yu Yinchuan in the front row booth, who was frantically throwing golden tickets, spending a fortune for a beauty. Shaking the half-empty sixth bottle of iced beer in her hand, she fell into deep thought.
“...”
Why do both “Blue Yi” and Yu Yinchuan have the same type of Alchemy Prosthesis on their left hands?
One a small faction leader of the Eclipse Society, the other a direct operative of the Night Watch Guardian. What kind of relationship could exist between two individuals whose relationship should be like needle point to wheat awn?
Also, is it an illusion? When “Blue Yi” was using the various functions of her Alchemy Prosthesis just now, I actually sensed the aura of my authority. Vivian thought.
After a moment of thought, she collected herself and looked at Ni Miao beside her, who had been talking incessantly for a long time, trying to persuade her to recruit “Blue Yi.” She said seriously, “Ni Miao, can you do me a favor?”
She felt it was necessary to confirm whether her authority had fallen into Blue Yi’s control...
Although Blue Yi might temporarily control that authority, which would instantly kill ordinary Psychic or urban legend upon contact, she couldn't possibly bear the cost of using that authority.
It's like a half-grown child wielding heavy thermal weapons; the end result will only be harm to both others and oneself!
“I’ll have to hear what you want me to do first.” Ni Miao pouted, “Some of your favors, I, a mere owner of a striptease theater, cannot help with.”
“You’re overthinking it!” Ni Miao waved her hand and turned to look at “Blue Yi” on the main stage, saying, “Don’t you want to recruit Blue Yi to work for you? Then, after the break, just stop her. Then, help me ask her a few small questions.”
“Why don’t you ask her yourself?” Ni Miao frowned. “Don’t you two know each other?”
“She was once a confidant of the Elder Council, and I’m just an unemployed person in Free City. I know her, but she might not know me.” Vivian rolled her eyes. “Besides, it’s not convenient for us to meet right now.”
“Is that so?” Ni Miao pondered for two seconds, then nodded. “No problem, for the sake of our years of friendship, I can help with this much.”
“Thank you,” Vivian said.
“Instead of thanking me in words, you should drink less!” Ni Miao rolled her eyes. “You’ve already had eight bottles... Everything you’re drinking now, I’ll have to pay for later, you know?”
“Alright, alright!” Vivian said, then quickly drank the half-bottle of wine in her hand and, with lightning speed, stuffed two bottles into her Coat pocket.
————
Accompanied by rousing music, the server, holding a tray with both hands, collected the tickets thrown by the guests. After registering the dancer’s stage name in a booklet or on the tablet provided in each booth, he hurried to the next table.
About thirty minutes later, halfway through the break between the two performances, Lu Yibei on the main stage was still shouting energetically, stirring up the atmosphere, having tried almost all the banquet modes equipped with her Alchemy Prosthesis.
Then.
Just as she was considering whether to also try the last remaining 【Banquet Mode Ten: Funeral】 – after all, these M Country people might not understand Chinese funerals – a staff member in a uniform with an extra red ribbon, unlike the other servers, came onto the stage.
“This... uh, Miss, the voting has ended. Please announce the results, okay?” the staff member whispered.
After hearing him, Lu Yibei nodded to him, indicating she understood, and immediately got into character after averting her gaze.
As the Alchemy Prosthesis shut down the banquet mode, the music stopped, and the entire dance floor quickly quieted down. Everyone’s gaze collectively turned to the woman in the red dress on the stage.
“The voting results are in my hands. Thank you all for your generous contributions! Now, the exciting moment has arrived! Let’s see which lucky Angels will, thanks to the roses you’ve given, become intoxicated by their fragrance and stay by your side!”
As she spoke, she followed the guidance of the staff below the stage, turned around, and looked at the large screen behind her.
The large screen lit up, and photos of hot and sexy dancers, each with their stage name, appeared on the screen. Below the photos, the numbers of tickets they had received scrolled rapidly.
As the numbers below soared, the photos in the lead gradually enlarged, while those falling behind gradually shrank and finally disappeared from the screen.
It inexplicably feels like a talent show program, doesn't it? But actually, the nature isn't much different? Lu Yibei inwardly complained, then immediately saw the dancer named Annie on the screen, leading by a wide margin with three hundred seventy-two gold and thirty-two red tickets. She shouted out loud.
“Tonight, belongs to, Annie—! Let’s give our cheers to her, and to Mr. Yu... Yu Yinchuan, who offered the most flowers to Annie!”
Before her words even fell, she cast a Spell. Golden sparks rose from the ground, and rose-colored light dots, like snowflakes, floated beneath the ceiling.
Her gaze pierced through the dazzling light and shadow of the fireworks, and Lu Yibei looked at Paper Cicada Immortal below the stage, frowning.
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Where did this kid get so much money?
And while she was looking at Paper Cicada Immortal, Nanling Yaohua was also looking at her.
This guy, it seems like this isn't her first time doing this kind of work?
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On the main stage, among the dancers in the semi-dark light and shadow, Miss Rabbit stared intently at “Blue Yi” in front of her. For some reason, a strange sense of déjà vu inexplicably rose in her heart, and that déjà vu filled her with disgust.
Before long, a server who had rushed to her side interrupted her gaze at “Blue Yi.”
“Miss Fox, Mr. Yu Yinchuan invites you to meet him in the private room upstairs, you...”
“Please tell Mr. Yu that I will go.” Before the server could finish speaking, Miss Rabbit had already made her choice, as if she couldn't wait to be alone with the sugar daddy, without any pretense of reserve.
But... why be reserved?
Being reserved won’t get me closer to Blue Yi!
The server didn't expect Annie, who usually refused guest invitations, to agree so readily this time. He was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and said, “Okay, I’ll go arrange a private room for you right away.”
“Much obliged!” Miss Rabbit nodded and, after watching the server walk away, immediately turned to look at “Blue Yi.” However, in less than a minute of her conversation with the server, “Blue Yi” had already left the stage and disappeared.
“...”
Where could she have gone?
Could she have met up with Yu Yinchuan first and gone to the private room?
Speaking of which... what exactly did Yu Yinchuan and Blue Yi come to the Angel Rose Theater for? Miss Rabbit wondered perplexedly.
————
Miss Rabbit would never have guessed that as soon as Lu Yibei stepped off the stage, she was surrounded by a dozen muscular Psychic men dressed in black suits.
“Madam Blue Yi, is that right? Our boss invites you!” The leading strong man, with a cold but polite tone, made a gesture for her to follow.
“Hmm, alright, please lead the way!” Lu Yibei nodded expressionlessly.
In fact, when she unexpectedly found herself sent onto the main stage by the lift and took on the role of host, she knew she couldn’t escape. In this situation, playing tough was definitely not an option, which is why she “worked” so hard.
At least she could leave a good first impression!
Now, it seems the result is quite good?
Being able to meet the theater owner means she can try to negotiate. Even if negotiations break down, she can always tie up the boss and use him as a hostage, then escape with the hostage! Lu Yibei thought to herself.
Thus, the security personnel, who had been ordered by Ni Miao to pick up “Blue Yi,” had no idea that this lady, exuding an alluring rose-like aura, had already secretly planned to kidnap their boss and was quietly making preparations. They led her towards the elevator to the third floor of the theater.
Along the way, Lu Yibei tried to strike up a conversation with them several times, but all attempts failed, so she could only obediently quiet down.
When the elevator reached the third floor of the theater and the doors opened, Lu Yibei suddenly understood the origin of the theater's name, Angel Rose.
The entire floor's main color scheme was rose red: rose-red walls, rose-red carpets, and the decorations along both sides of the corridor were primarily pure white clouds. Occasionally, staff members passing by would have clean white feather wings on their backs.
A rustling sound reached her ears. Following the sound, she saw the accompanying strong men all had a pile of small white wings on their backs. Lu Yibei’s eye twitched, and she pointed at her nose, asking meekly, “Um... do I need to wear them? Will it seem a bit out of place if I don’t?”
This time, the accompanying strong men finally responded.
“If you want to, you can wear them too.”
“No, no, no!” Lu Yibei shook her head. “I was just asking! I thought it was your rule here! If I don’t have to wear them, then forget it, forget it.”
Wearing a tight-fitting Coat was already embarrassing enough; adding a pile of wings, like a Victoria’s Secret model, was truly a bit unbearable.
“If you’re not wearing them, then go inside! The boss is waiting for you in the reception room at the very end.”
“What do you mean? You’re not going in?” Lu Yibei tilted her head.
Are you really not afraid I’ll kidnap your boss?
After waiting a few seconds and seeing the strong men standing still like statues without any response, Lu Yibei shrugged and quickly walked forward.
Reaching the end of the corridor, she pushed open the large door adorned with gold trim and cloud decorations. Before she could even clearly see the situation inside, she heard a woman’s voice.
“Miss Blue Yi, do you know that before tonight, the dancer who won first place in each show received at least five hundred gold tickets?”
Lu Yibei, “???”
What the heck? Is this about not meeting the sales target, and she’s coming to question me? Aren’t you forcing me to kidnap you?
...” Vivian was silent for a long time before she recovered from the shock brought by Ni Miao's words. She looked at her askance, “Are you sure?”
“Of course!” Ni Miao stared at “Blue Yi” on the main stage and nodded, “Look at her, she’s perfect!”
“Not only can she handle the host's job, but she can also double as a lighting technician and DJ. She even has an allure that’s no less than the dancers. One salary for four jobs, that’s incredibly cost-effective.”
Upon hearing this, Vivian looked towards the main stage. At this moment, “Blue Yi” on stage was merely performing above-average warm-up hosting, but for some reason, she was like a human hormone-inducing machine, making countless audience members below the stage stare with eyes full of desire.
She wondered if it was an illusion, but it seemed as if she alone, just standing on stage and performing normal hosting duties, could rival the energetic performances of the dozen or so strippers from before.
Why does it feel like a Witch Breed urban legend? But there’s no stench of a Witch Breed... Vivian was speechless.
Although she didn't know what “Blue Yi” had experienced over the years to transform from a reclusive and timid little girl into her current state, full of flaws that Vivian didn't know where to begin complaining about.
However, after chugging five bottles of iced beer, she still adjusted her state and grasped the key point—Alchemy Prosthesis.
She looked at “Blue Yi” on the stage, then at Yu Yinchuan in the front row booth, who was frantically throwing golden tickets, spending a fortune for a beauty. Shaking the half-empty sixth bottle of iced beer in her hand, she fell into deep thought.
“...”
Why do both “Blue Yi” and Yu Yinchuan have the same type of Alchemy Prosthesis on their left hands?
One a small faction leader of the Eclipse Society, the other a direct operative of the Night Watch Guardian. What kind of relationship could exist between two individuals whose relationship should be like needle point to wheat awn?
Also, is it an illusion? When “Blue Yi” was using the various functions of her Alchemy Prosthesis just now, I actually sensed the aura of my authority. Vivian thought.
After a moment of thought, she collected herself and looked at Ni Miao beside her, who had been talking incessantly for a long time, trying to persuade her to recruit “Blue Yi.” She said seriously, “Ni Miao, can you do me a favor?”
She felt it was necessary to confirm whether her authority had fallen into Blue Yi’s control...
Although Blue Yi might temporarily control that authority, which would instantly kill ordinary Psychic or urban legend upon contact, she couldn't possibly bear the cost of using that authority.
It's like a half-grown child wielding heavy thermal weapons; the end result will only be harm to both others and oneself!
“I’ll have to hear what you want me to do first.” Ni Miao pouted, “Some of your favors, I, a mere owner of a striptease theater, cannot help with.”
“You’re overthinking it!” Ni Miao waved her hand and turned to look at “Blue Yi” on the main stage, saying, “Don’t you want to recruit Blue Yi to work for you? Then, after the break, just stop her. Then, help me ask her a few small questions.”
“Why don’t you ask her yourself?” Ni Miao frowned. “Don’t you two know each other?”
“She was once a confidant of the Elder Council, and I’m just an unemployed person in Free City. I know her, but she might not know me.” Vivian rolled her eyes. “Besides, it’s not convenient for us to meet right now.”
“Is that so?” Ni Miao pondered for two seconds, then nodded. “No problem, for the sake of our years of friendship, I can help with this much.”
“Thank you,” Vivian said.
“Instead of thanking me in words, you should drink less!” Ni Miao rolled her eyes. “You’ve already had eight bottles... Everything you’re drinking now, I’ll have to pay for later, you know?”
“Alright, alright!” Vivian said, then quickly drank the half-bottle of wine in her hand and, with lightning speed, stuffed two bottles into her Coat pocket.
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Accompanied by rousing music, the server, holding a tray with both hands, collected the tickets thrown by the guests. After registering the dancer’s stage name in a booklet or on the tablet provided in each booth, he hurried to the next table.
About thirty minutes later, halfway through the break between the two performances, Lu Yibei on the main stage was still shouting energetically, stirring up the atmosphere, having tried almost all the banquet modes equipped with her Alchemy Prosthesis.
Then.
Just as she was considering whether to also try the last remaining 【Banquet Mode Ten: Funeral】 – after all, these M Country people might not understand Chinese funerals – a staff member in a uniform with an extra red ribbon, unlike the other servers, came onto the stage.
“This... uh, Miss, the voting has ended. Please announce the results, okay?” the staff member whispered.
After hearing him, Lu Yibei nodded to him, indicating she understood, and immediately got into character after averting her gaze.
As the Alchemy Prosthesis shut down the banquet mode, the music stopped, and the entire dance floor quickly quieted down. Everyone’s gaze collectively turned to the woman in the red dress on the stage.
“The voting results are in my hands. Thank you all for your generous contributions! Now, the exciting moment has arrived! Let’s see which lucky Angels will, thanks to the roses you’ve given, become intoxicated by their fragrance and stay by your side!”
As she spoke, she followed the guidance of the staff below the stage, turned around, and looked at the large screen behind her.
The large screen lit up, and photos of hot and sexy dancers, each with their stage name, appeared on the screen. Below the photos, the numbers of tickets they had received scrolled rapidly.
As the numbers below soared, the photos in the lead gradually enlarged, while those falling behind gradually shrank and finally disappeared from the screen.
It inexplicably feels like a talent show program, doesn't it? But actually, the nature isn't much different? Lu Yibei inwardly complained, then immediately saw the dancer named Annie on the screen, leading by a wide margin with three hundred seventy-two gold and thirty-two red tickets. She shouted out loud.
“Tonight, belongs to, Annie—! Let’s give our cheers to her, and to Mr. Yu... Yu Yinchuan, who offered the most flowers to Annie!”
Before her words even fell, she cast a Spell. Golden sparks rose from the ground, and rose-colored light dots, like snowflakes, floated beneath the ceiling.
Her gaze pierced through the dazzling light and shadow of the fireworks, and Lu Yibei looked at Paper Cicada Immortal below the stage, frowning.
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Where did this kid get so much money?
And while she was looking at Paper Cicada Immortal, Nanling Yaohua was also looking at her.
This guy, it seems like this isn't her first time doing this kind of work?
————
On the main stage, among the dancers in the semi-dark light and shadow, Miss Rabbit stared intently at “Blue Yi” in front of her. For some reason, a strange sense of déjà vu inexplicably rose in her heart, and that déjà vu filled her with disgust.
Before long, a server who had rushed to her side interrupted her gaze at “Blue Yi.”
“Miss Fox, Mr. Yu Yinchuan invites you to meet him in the private room upstairs, you...”
“Please tell Mr. Yu that I will go.” Before the server could finish speaking, Miss Rabbit had already made her choice, as if she couldn't wait to be alone with the sugar daddy, without any pretense of reserve.
But... why be reserved?
Being reserved won’t get me closer to Blue Yi!
The server didn't expect Annie, who usually refused guest invitations, to agree so readily this time. He was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and said, “Okay, I’ll go arrange a private room for you right away.”
“Much obliged!” Miss Rabbit nodded and, after watching the server walk away, immediately turned to look at “Blue Yi.” However, in less than a minute of her conversation with the server, “Blue Yi” had already left the stage and disappeared. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
“...”
Where could she have gone?
Could she have met up with Yu Yinchuan first and gone to the private room?
Speaking of which... what exactly did Yu Yinchuan and Blue Yi come to the Angel Rose Theater for? Miss Rabbit wondered perplexedly.
————
Miss Rabbit would never have guessed that as soon as Lu Yibei stepped off the stage, she was surrounded by a dozen muscular Psychic men dressed in black suits.
“Madam Blue Yi, is that right? Our boss invites you!” The leading strong man, with a cold but polite tone, made a gesture for her to follow.
“Hmm, alright, please lead the way!” Lu Yibei nodded expressionlessly.
In fact, when she unexpectedly found herself sent onto the main stage by the lift and took on the role of host, she knew she couldn’t escape. In this situation, playing tough was definitely not an option, which is why she “worked” so hard.
At least she could leave a good first impression!
Now, it seems the result is quite good?
Being able to meet the theater owner means she can try to negotiate. Even if negotiations break down, she can always tie up the boss and use him as a hostage, then escape with the hostage! Lu Yibei thought to herself.
Thus, the security personnel, who had been ordered by Ni Miao to pick up “Blue Yi,” had no idea that this lady, exuding an alluring rose-like aura, had already secretly planned to kidnap their boss and was quietly making preparations. They led her towards the elevator to the third floor of the theater.
Along the way, Lu Yibei tried to strike up a conversation with them several times, but all attempts failed, so she could only obediently quiet down.
When the elevator reached the third floor of the theater and the doors opened, Lu Yibei suddenly understood the origin of the theater's name, Angel Rose.
The entire floor's main color scheme was rose red: rose-red walls, rose-red carpets, and the decorations along both sides of the corridor were primarily pure white clouds. Occasionally, staff members passing by would have clean white feather wings on their backs.
A rustling sound reached her ears. Following the sound, she saw the accompanying strong men all had a pile of small white wings on their backs. Lu Yibei’s eye twitched, and she pointed at her nose, asking meekly, “Um... do I need to wear them? Will it seem a bit out of place if I don’t?”
This time, the accompanying strong men finally responded.
“If you want to, you can wear them too.”
“No, no, no!” Lu Yibei shook her head. “I was just asking! I thought it was your rule here! If I don’t have to wear them, then forget it, forget it.”
Wearing a tight-fitting Coat was already embarrassing enough; adding a pile of wings, like a Victoria’s Secret model, was truly a bit unbearable.
“If you’re not wearing them, then go inside! The boss is waiting for you in the reception room at the very end.”
“What do you mean? You’re not going in?” Lu Yibei tilted her head.
Are you really not afraid I’ll kidnap your boss?
After waiting a few seconds and seeing the strong men standing still like statues without any response, Lu Yibei shrugged and quickly walked forward.
Reaching the end of the corridor, she pushed open the large door adorned with gold trim and cloud decorations. Before she could even clearly see the situation inside, she heard a woman’s voice.
“Miss Blue Yi, do you know that before tonight, the dancer who won first place in each show received at least five hundred gold tickets?”
Lu Yibei, “???”
What the heck? Is this about not meeting the sales target, and she’s coming to question me? Aren’t you forcing me to kidnap you?
