Chapter 56 Forced Consumption at Top-Tier Clubs
"How about it?"
Caesar observed Ning Shuyin with great interest.
Watching her expression shift from shock to petrification, he took a sip of his drink with amusement.
"The most popular waiters in the Cupid's Maze are all top-tier long-lived creatures, and I've ordered one for each type for you. I've already prepaid the deposit, so you can play to your heart's content."
Ning Shuyin noticed that all the boys were wearing metal rings around their necks, which looked like some kind of mood regulator.
Caesar followed her gaze and pointed to the neck rings on the boys' necks.
"This is their biolock. As long as you don't open it, they won't do anything out of line to you."
"Something out of line?" Ning Shuyin asked, puzzled.
“Hmm.” Caesar nodded, then pointed to their necks. “The color of the bio-locks represents different ways of playing. Opening the bio-locks will unleash their service capabilities.”
"The white one is good at serving tea and water and acting cute. The black one represents danger; he can fulfill all your requests, including... playing a tense and exciting alternative game with you."
Ning Shuyin panicked even more after hearing his blunt words.
“Moreover,” Caesar said, his tone subtle, “pure-blooded Perseus are not commonly seen in the Tartarus Nebula, and they seem to… all very interested in marrying you.”
Ning Shuyin: "..."
Are you crazy?
Caesar, you're a 2000-year-old man, do you have to be so outrageous?
What happened to the date we were supposed to have? Or is she just out of touch with the times? A date in the outer space means throwing someone into an interstellar host club at the drop of a hat?
Tired, let's destroy it...
Ning Shuyin didn't know where to look.
The boys were dressed in very little clothing. Every inch of it was pushing the limits of her visual perception.
Someone had already naturally leaned against the armrest of her sofa, resting their chin on the top of her head, their warm body temperature emanating from her.
The boy with the devil horns even sat directly on her lap.
It's incredibly lightweight, yet its presence is astonishing.
That slender tail was no longer content with just entwining itself; instead, it wrapped around her wrist like a living vine.
The tiny heart at the tip of her tail was gently thumping against her pulse.
The air was filled with many different perfume scents.
The crisp aftermath of rain, the sweet scent of honeyed fruit, and the mysterious aroma of musk.
"Sister guest."
A soft, sweet voice came from below.
A boy with silver dragon horns and a dragon tail had somehow knelt on the carpet in front of her, looking up at her.
Those wet, golden eyes were filled with pleading and dependence, making it impossible to refuse them.
Ning Shuyin subconsciously looked away, but all she could see were well-defined pectoral and abdominal muscles.
She hurriedly tried to look down, but her gaze fell and met that of the dragon boy again. His minimalist black briefs outlined a curve that made Ning Shuyin feel like she was about to suffocate.
Her cheeks burned uncontrollably.
“Mr. Caesar, I feel… none of these are quite right for me. Could you perhaps let them…”
She looked at the culprit with a pleading expression.
Caesar looked at her embarrassed appearance and laughed smugly.
He interrupted Ning Shuyin, as if he hadn't heard her plea for help at all: "Miss Ning, you insisted on coming to the Trading Star yourself, so you should have a good time."
Ning Shuyin's throat was dry.
Sure enough, it was because she wouldn't listen to advice and insisted on coming to Jiaoxing that this man deliberately messed with her.
“Mr. Caesar, that was enough. It’s time to end this.” She conceded defeat.
Caesar sighed with difficulty.
“Sigh, this is a problem. They are all celebrities in the Labyrinth of Love, and their appearance fees are very high. I have already paid a deposit. If we let them leave now, they will lose face and also lose a night’s income.”
As Caesar spoke, he pulled up a bill from his personal terminal. A very large number was displayed before Ning Shuyin.
He held up one finger.
"Once you're here, you have to follow the rules of Trading Star. If you don't like it, that's fine. Just settle the remaining service fee and they can leave immediately."
Ning Shuyin stared at the numbers on the bill, unable to utter a single word.
Although it's much less than Zhou Zhiheng's five trillion, she still can't afford it.
Caesar smiled and held up his second finger.
"If I'm going to pay the full amount, you'll have to meet the minimum spending requirement for the private room, otherwise I feel like I'm wasting money."
Ning Shuyin grasped the key point.
She cautiously asked, "What's the minimum spending requirement?"
Caesar casually added, "Once you unlock 19 bio-locks, the spending target for the private room will be met, and you can let them leave."
Ning Shuyin: "..."
What?
Not only did they force her to spend money, but they also stipulated a minimum spend of 19? That's outrageous!
Upon hearing the rules set by Caesar, the boys surrounding her changed their expressions.
They realized that one person would be eliminated tonight.
Therefore, it is no longer simply about pleasing others.
It was as if a group of hunters had simultaneously caught the scent of their prey and were about to fight over it.
"Choose me..." A breath carrying the fragrance of orchids blew into her ear.
"Sister, look at me, am I good? I'm definitely worth more than my price." Another warm body was pressed almost completely against her arm.
"I will be very obedient..." The dragon boy squatted in front of her, looked up at her with wet eyes and pleaded, his fingers even secretly hooking her skirt.
"Pick me."
"Pick me." Voices of varying pitches enveloped us from all directions.
It forms a sweet, overwhelming envelopment.
Seeing this, Caesar stood up briskly and said with a smile, "Alright, take your time choosing. Have fun."
"Oh, right. I almost forgot to tell you."
He added casually, "Among these people, one is an imposter, a fairly skilled assassin."
"Every time you unlock a bio-lock, there's a chance he'll be selected. If you unlock that lock, he might just take care of you."
What!
Her body stiffened, and the bewilderment on her face was replaced by astonishment.
She then objected, almost angrily: "But according to the Dating Act, you have an obligation to ensure my safety."
Caesar laughed.
He pointed to the ground: "Don't forget, this is outside the boundary. The Alliance has no jurisdiction over this area."
In short, the rule is declared invalid.
Looking at Caesar's amused expression, Ning Shuyin finally understood her predicament.
This is no lavish hospitality; it's a 20-out-of-1 roulette game.
She will die if she makes the wrong choice.
But what if she makes the right choice? She will be overwhelmed by 19 succubi who have unlocked their primal desires.
Extreme temptation is intertwined with deadly crisis.
At this moment, Caesar had already reached the door of the private box.
"Good luck, my date."
He winked at her.
The partition in the private room closed behind him again, locking her and these twenty "sweet murderers" together.
Under immense pressure.
Ning Shuyin forced her mind to calm down.
She quickly went through all of Caesar's actions from his first appearance to the present in her mind.
After successfully matching with her on a date, he wasn't in a hurry to meet her, but instead sent her a question mark—"?"
They claimed they were there to handle some business, but instead they threw her into a top club, setting up this seemingly glamorous but actually deadly trap.
Then, like a detached question setter, I wait to see her answer.
All of this exudes a strong sense of incongruity.
Yes, he's like a question setter.
Caesar's current behavior is like that of an interviewer in real life, waiting for the candidates to answer questions.
Ning Shuyin suddenly remembered the cause of Caesar's death in the original work.
This thought cleared the fog in her mind.
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