Omitting the part about the forced self-destruction, Xiao Cheng recounted the whole story about Rat Head.
"It says that if you win a hundred games in the underground hunting grounds, you'll be eligible for a free ticket. So what's on the ship that would make him go through such a high-risk cheating to get a chance to go on board?"
"Compared to what's on the ship, isn't the more important question now how many gold coins the ticket will cost?" Fang He said calmly. "So much so that it would rather cheat to try its luck than just pay for a ticket directly."
“Ah…” Xiao Cheng also thought of this, “So we might even need to make a double portion.”
"Let's go back to the shop first. Your wound needs to be treated, and it's a mess here, so it probably won't heal for a while. Hopefully, Cockroach Head and his gang won't find us." Fang He looked at the seemingly calm alleyway in front of him.
"Ah, speaking of the shop, I brought this out!" Xiao Cheng slapped his forehead, pulled out two or three pieces of half-burnt meat from his pocket, and a not-quite-complete rat-man corpse.
"I thought the mecha was quite realistic. I didn't expect the ratmen to be so honest, using real meat. I can't tell what kind of meat it is, but it's cooked anyway. And it's such a waste for the ratmen to die like that, so I brought them back with me."
As Xiao Cheng spoke, she smiled sheepishly and said, "Hehe."
Fang He: "..." He just chuckled, which was quite clever.
"So, in the instant of the explosion, you managed to do all these things?" He felt as if his brief worries had been wasted, and asked with particular sincerity, "So you really think you're immortal, don't you?"
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Xiao Cheng patted his shoulder with a particularly generous air.
Then Fang He sneered: "You know what you're doing, of course you know what you're doing. You're not only dancing on the edge of a knife, but also doing acrobatics on the edge of a knife, and you even want to do a Thomas Flair."
Xiao Cheng: "..." Well, it seems she's really angry.
"You know, danger is always unavoidable in dungeons," she said with a serious expression.
"I've never seen anyone so eager to cause trouble for a dungeon before," Fang He nodded seriously. "The dungeon is practically crying from grievance."
Xiao Cheng: "..." Shut up.
With the arrival of the inner city, their shop underwent a dramatic transformation.
The formerly dilapidated little shop has been transformed into an exquisite one. Although it is only a simple one-story building, its interior layout and storefront exude an air of high cost.
There was absolutely no indication that the shop owner was penniless.
As soon as Xiao Cheng stepped into the store, a woman wearing a large mask approached and asked in a soft voice, "Excuse me... do you have anything to eat?"
Xiao Cheng looked at the seemingly normal woman in front of her with some surprise.
It's precisely because it's so normal that it seems so abnormal here.
But the customer is king.
A fake smile appeared on Xiao Cheng's face as he took out the chunks of meat and the dead rat-man from his pocket and lined them up in front of the woman.
"Yes, we do have some, but the ingredients are limited. Freshly grilled meat, beautiful lady, would you like to try some?"
The woman picked up the dead rat-man by the tail, brought it close to her eyes and shook it vigorously, then squinted her eyes with satisfaction.
"I can't believe they have such rare ingredients!" she exclaimed in surprise, then eagerly rushed into the shop. "I want this! I want this! Right now! Bring it to me right now!"
Unexpectedly, the deal went so smoothly. Xiao Cheng waved to Fang He next door, signaling him to go back to the shop first. Then, he casually pulled out a plate from the cupboard and even gave the woman an exquisite plating.
The dead rat meat wasn't nearly as evenly cooked as the pieces of meat, and it emitted a faint fishy smell. The woman didn't even wait for Xiao Cheng to put the plate on the table; she snatched it away hastily and began to inhale deeply, completely absorbed in the aroma.
Xiao Cheng: "..." Big sister, you haven't taken your mask off yet.
Tears welled up in the woman's eyes; it was hard to tell whether they were from the smell or from being moved.
"This is the taste... the original flavor..." she murmured, placing the plate in front of her with great reverence.
Xiao Cheng then realized that he seemed to have forgotten to get her chopsticks, but before he could say anything, the woman's fingernails suddenly started to grow wildly, long and sharp, shimmering with a metallic luster, almost more sharp than knives and forks.
Xiao Cheng: "..." A sophisticated woman, she even brings her own cutlery.
The woman carefully cut her fingernails into the rat-man's body, choosing a half-cooked spot as the entry point. Pale red blood flowed out, the skin was peeled away, revealing the tender, juicy flesh inside.
To be honest, Xiao Cheng felt slightly nauseous watching it.
The woman moved with remarkable speed, avoiding hard bones and resilient meridians, and quickly separated all the flesh from the skin, leaving only a skeleton.
She admired her masterpiece, then gently removed the mask from her face.
It revealed a mouth that had split open all the way to the back of the ear and had been completely sewn back together.
"Is it tasty?"
She turned to look at Xiao Cheng, the corners of her mouth curving upwards in an eerie way as the thread tugged at them. As she spoke, her lips trembled slightly, and mottled blood seeped from where the thread passed.
"Why don't you try it yourself?" Xiao Cheng said with a smile.
Although I know that there are probably not any normal people here.
But it's a bit impolite to try to dine and dash and then force the owner to eat.
"I can't eat it," the woman said in a soft tone, sounding even a little aggrieved.
She picked up a piece of meat with the tip of her fingernail and shoved it straight at Xiao Cheng: "You try it for me, I can't eat it, what a pity."
“No, that won’t do. That’s against the rules. After all, these precious ingredients were specially prepared to entertain a distinguished guest like you.” Xiao Cheng continued to smile. “Why don’t you pay first? I won’t care if you throw this away after you’ve paid.”
"Pay up," the woman repeated calmly, her eyes suddenly turning cold. "Pay up? But I didn't eat anything. If I didn't eat anything, how can you expect me to pay?"
Xiao Cheng: "..." What you said actually makes a lot of sense.
She glanced at the woman's fingernails and the half-piece of rat-man flesh stuck in them, then silently reached out and grasped the woman's wrist.
Then twist it with your other hand.
With a sharp crack, the woman's wrist was twisted and bent over, and her fingernail, along with a piece of flesh, was plunged into her mouth.
The wire was twisted and broken, leaving a pool of blood.
Xiao Cheng smiled and continued, "Isn't this edible? How is it? Is it good? If it's not good, it's getting late. Beautiful lady, could you please pay for the meal first?"
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