99: Chapter 99 Mei Jie's good show is about to begin

(Due to "dark room" warnings, this chapter has been slightly redacted.)

(Special Tip: It won't affect the overall plot flow~ just details~ it might take a bit of imagination.)

(This chapter can be skipped~)

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Li Taiping, who had been in seclusion all afternoon, finally emerged from his forging frenzy with satisfaction.

During this time, no one came to disturb him.

The division of labor on the ship had become increasingly clear.

Under normal circumstances, Li Taiping was only responsible for two things:

Improving his own strength, and... improving his own strength.

As for matters large and small within the team, with Su Mei as the General Manager, he didn't need to worry at all.

Each girl was also at her respective post, doing her own thing; the entire team was like a precision machine, operating efficiently and orderly.

This feeling of being a "hands-off boss" was simply too wonderful.

Just as he reached the second-floor staircase, a petite figure came into view.

Yu Tong was huddled in the shadows of the corridor, hands behind her back, boredly tracing circles on the carpet with her toes.

Hearing footsteps, she suddenly looked up, and those clear big eyes instantly lit up.

"Captain Brother! You're finally out of seclusion?"

The Little Girl trotted over, her ponytail swinging behind her head, full of vitality.

"Everyone is waiting in the dining room. Sister Mei said there's a feast tonight, just waiting for you to take your seat!"

"A feast?"

Li Taiping raised an eyebrow and casually rubbed her head.

"Let's go and see what tricks General Manager Su is up to now."

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First-floor dining room.

The crystal chandelier emitted a warm yellow glow, isolating the outside noise and the sound of waves into another world.

On the long European-style dining table, a "show of wealth" that could make 99.99% of survivors worldwide crazy with envy was currently taking place.

Except for Sa Wanwan, who had confined herself, everyone was present.

Su Mei leaned lazily against the back of the chair to the left of the main seat, swirling a half-glass of top-tier red wine like a ruby.

She looked exactly like a fox spirit.

And the dishes on the table were even more luxurious.

The staple food was Excellent Grade [Spirit Grain]; every grain of rice was as plump as a pearl, emitting a faint fluorescence.

Just one sniff of that sweet rice aroma made him feel the energy within his body cheering.

The main dish was a whole plate of braised pork, selected from the finest pork belly of a good grade [Flame Pig].

With alternating layers of fat and lean, bright red in color, it was still sizzling with steam, as if beckoning to the diners: Come eat me!

In addition, there was golden and crispy Guobaorou, delicious and rich deep-sea fish soup, and even a plate of stir-fried seasonal vegetables, which were as valuable as gold in this world...

How was this apocalyptic survival?

This was clearly a Michelin three-star private dinner!

Li Taiping pulled out the chair at the main seat and sat down. Looking at this table full of dazzling delicacies, a sense of pride couldn't help but rise in his heart.

In this dog-eat-dog world, others would beat each other's brains out for a bite of food or a sip of water.

Yet he was worrying about whether to eat the braised pork or drink the fish soup first tonight.

This was the dimensional reduction strike brought about by strength.

He picked up his chopsticks, his goal clear, heading straight for that trembling piece of braised pork.

"Wait."

A slender jade-like hand suddenly reached out and gently pressed down on his wrist.

Li Taiping paused his movements, turned his head to look at Su Mei beside him, and asked in confusion:

"What? Is General Manager Su going to withhold the captain's rations?"

"Look at what you're saying; I wouldn't dare even if I had ten times the courage."

Su Mei's eyes were like silk, her fingertips lightly brushing across the back of his hand, sending a numbing current through him.

"It's just that... before the main course begins, shouldn't there be some 'appetizers' first?"

"Appetizers?"

Li Taiping scanned the room and found that the other girls were also looking bewildered, clearly unaware.

Su Mei didn't explain; she just put down her wine glass and elegantly raised her hand.

"Clap, clap."

Two crisp claps sounded exceptionally clear in the silent dining room.

Everyone's gaze subconsciously turned toward the dining room entrance.

There was a patch of shadow there, connecting to the dark stairs leading to the second floor.

After a few seconds of silence.

A faint and hesitant sound of footsteps rang out.

Immediately after, a tall figure dawdled out from the shadows.

The moment the person became clear, the air in the dining room seemed to freeze.

"Hiss—!!!"

No one knew who took the first sharp breath, but it was immediately followed by a wave of suppressed gasps.

Even Li Taiping, who was used to big scenes, felt his hand holding the chopsticks tremble slightly, and his pupils underwent an instant earthquake.

The person who came was indeed Sa Wanwan.

But at this moment, where was there any trace of that "Proud Athletic Girl" from earlier in the day?

It was simply... scandalous!

Too scandalous!

She was wearing an obviously [censored] [censored] outfit.

Rather than clothes, it was more like a few pieces of fabric barely pieced together into a "[censored]".

A black dress—

The muscle lines developed from years of yoga practice shimmered with an alluring luster under the [censored], full of wild explosive power.

The most lethal part was those legs.

One side should have been—wrapping around her slender calf;

But on the other side—the edge of the stocking was digging into her flesh, hanging at her ankle, revealing [censored].

The [censored] lace headband on her head was worn [censored],

forming a huge contrast with her face, which was currently so flushed it looked like it might bleed.

—???

Is this really still a [censored]?

It was clearly —!!!

"Gulp."

Li Taiping's Adam's apple involuntarily rolled up and down.

This impact was simply nuclear-level!

He turned his head and took a deep look at Su Mei beside him.

This vixen...

She understands men too well.

If Sa Wanwan were made to wear a refined [censored] outfit, it would be good-looking, but it definitely wouldn't be as shocking as this "[censored] version" or "[censored] version."

Dressing such a [censored], [censored], and [censored]-filled woman into this [censored] and [censored] appearance...

This [censored] contrast, this [censored] [censored] feeling,

was enough to instantly ignite the desire for conquest within any normal male biological entity!

He had to admit that Su Mei, this woman, was simply master-level at manipulating a man's thoughts.

This move was played way too flashily!

(Sorry~ sorry for the uncomfortable reading experience, but there's no choice, Shen He won't let it be too detailed...)

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