Not only that, Miss Gong Zhu was incredibly strong. She lifted Cheng Shuang up and stuffed her into the hidden door, then leaped up and nimbly stood beside the little girl.

The two went straight down to basement level.

At this moment, only Sister Xin was on the basement level. Since April had been entangled with the guide, she decided to stay behind to keep the two of their followers occupied.

Sister Xin told them to be careful, and tiptoed towards the hundred nutrient tanks.

"There are guards here, how are we going to get to basement level two?" Cheng Shuang asked in a low voice.

Gong Zhu confidently took out a card, which instantly transformed into a cloak between her fingers. The moment the cloak unfolded, Cheng Shuang noticed that the items it passed over trembled for a moment, as if their traces had been temporarily concealed.

The little girl glanced at it enviously; all she had ever received were invisibility pants that smelled of salted egg, and those were disposable...

Once the cloaks were wrapped around the two of them, Gong Zhu froze for a moment. Following her gaze, Cheng Shuang, looking bewildered, also looked down.

The area previously covered by the cloak had disappeared, revealing only two pairs of feet of different sizes.

The cloak was long enough, but not wide enough; with one more person, it bulged out and stretched.

"I don't need it. Since it's the kitchen, it shouldn't be a problem for me to get some food for the VIPs!"

Cheng Shuang waved her hand considerately, easing Gong Zhu's embarrassment.

Gong Zhu nodded, approving of her method. It wasn't that he trusted the young girl's abilities, but rather that if he gave the cloak to Cheng Shuang, his own black leather boots wouldn't pass muster, and he would definitely be caught red-handed by a careful guard.

Once they reached the second basement level, Cheng Shuang took a deep breath and walked out.