Chapter 200: Honored Guest

Ailin posted another new message.

【Emily】: But the person is already gone, so it's like eliminating a menace for the people, right?

It would be strange if the person were still alive.

But speaking of eliminating a menace for the people…

No need to use that banner; Cheng Shuili has never denied that she does it for herself.

Cheng Shuili shrugged, telling Ailin to send the message into the small group of a few people; she feared the remaining few wouldn't see it, so she specifically @‑mentioned each of them and asked them to reply "received."

Qi Wan Yi even said it felt like dreaming of going back to the previous life to clock in at work.

It's just a pity that little time remains, so this news can't achieve its full value.

When the countdown dropped to one minute, Chen Qing Shan suddenly replied.

【Qing Shan Yuan Xing】: Of course, but I haven't decided what I want yet.

Cheng Shuili's eyebrows twitched; isn't this a deal handed to her on a silver platter?

【Wu Ya Zuo Fei Ji】: After the Instance, you fix my vehicle; I'll now tell you the method to clear the Instance, how about it?

Unfortunately, the remaining time is too short; we can only make a verbal agreement.

The other party isn't stupid enough to lament Wu Ya's trust in him at this critical moment; he also knows little time remains.

【Qing Shan Yuan Xing】: Of course we can!

Cheng Shuili immediately copied the message over.

Chen Qing Shan read the ten lines at a glance, stuffed the compressed biscuit into his pocket, and the next second the countdown hit zero.

All players saw a flash and vanished from the vehicle out of thin air.

When Cheng Shuili opened her eyes, she was already standing in the palace center, its floor covered with a scarlet carpet.

Directly ahead, a long table was set, the stench of rot hitting her nose, and three mane‑erected wolf‑headed beastmen sat at the table without a hint of disgust.

Their claws, smeared with minced meat, tapped the silver dining knives one after another.

The scene could actually be considered eye‑pleasing, if it were a painting.

Of course, Cheng Shuili says that because the picture has no smell. She bent over and couldn't hold back a silent retch.

The three wolf‑headed beastmen only now seemed to have just noticed her presence.

"Another dish arrives."

The leading beastman's Adam's apple bobbed; he was clearly getting hungry.

"Indeed… it's rare meat."

The beastman on the left echoed.

"I want the tenderest piece from her body; don't snatch it from me."

The beastman on the right showed a strong possessiveness.

And the protagonist being fought over—

Cheng Shuili: "…"

She slowly straightened her back, but her brows remained unmoved.

What on earth are these guys eating? This place reeks like a public restroom! How can they even swallow it?

Cheng Shuili didn't even feel sick enough to vomit when she saw the "Mother Nest," but now she really can't stand it.

The all‑pervasive stench wildly polluted Cheng Shuili's sense of smell.

A bottle of water materialized in Cheng Shuili's hand; she furrowed her brows, calmly unscrewed the cap, tipped her head back and rinsed her mouth. Her composed demeanor was as if she weren't in an Instance but in the vehicle's restroom.

The three tiger‑eyeing wolf‑headed beastmen felt insulted and, with fierce momentum, all stood up at once.

Three pairs of scarlet eyes fixed on Cheng Shuili, apparently deciding where to start eating.

The leading beastman raised an eyebrow lightly; seeing Cheng Shuili still unmoved, he tilted his head and asked, "You don't think you'll make it out alive today, do you?"

Cheng Shuili, unfazed, tightened the bottle cap, shoved the unfinished mineral water back into the Abyssal Ring, then, methodically mimicking the leading beastman's tone, retorted, "How so?"

If you want to act, then strike!

Confident in her strength, she silently drew a long sword, five fingers gripping the hilt, her voice even colder as she demanded, "Can't I get out?"

She assumed the stance, but before the fight truly began, she needed to use Insight.

Cheng Shuili could be described as extremely cautious.

Unexpectedly, the three wolf‑headed beastmen all changed expression simultaneously, and the next second they bowed respectfully to Cheng Shuili.

"Honored human miss, we are blind to the great mountain; if we inadvertently offended you, it was absolutely unintentional."

"Our previous disrespect was because no one like you appeared! Please forgive us!"

"Honored human miss, if you are willing, we can escort you through the upcoming stage."

Cheng Shuili looked at the three somewhat "bowing" beastmen and couldn't help tugging at the corner of her mouth.

They didn't have that face just a moment ago?

They changed so quickly.

Could it be some plot?

Cheng Shuili furrowed her brows; just as she was about to say something, the three beastmen "splash" and knelt together.

What the heck?!

Cheng Shuili's eyes widened, and she instinctively stepped back.

"Your Excellency, overlook our faults! Spare us! Boohoo!"

"I have elders above and children below! My family still has two newborn cubs waiting to be nursed! I truly cannot die here!"

"Spare us! We're willing to offer all our treasures to you!"

"We only came out because we couldn't survive! Our family doesn't even know! Spare our lives!"

"Spare our lives! You, sir, have a large—"

"Stop." Cheng Shuili called out to the three beastmen who were still pleading for mercy.

That's absurd.

How on earth did three beastmen produce so much noise?

Can't they speak one by one?

With so many voices tangled together, if Cheng Shuili weren't patient, who could understand what they're saying?

She originally wanted to ask what these words meant—could this also be a job?

But realizing they're inside an Instance, specifically a racing Instance, she lost any desire to waste time chatting with the beastmen.

She lifted her head and fully embraced the noble titles the beastmen claimed, saying, "Clear the way."

The three wolf‑headed beastmen were terrified; hearing that sentence seemed like receiving a blessing. Two beastmen took the lead, one on each side, while the third cautiously stayed beside Cheng Shuili.

Such a practiced demeanor…

If Cheng Shuili hadn't seen the previous appearance of these three beastmen, she might have thought they were her own attendants.

Three beastmen clustered around Cheng Shuili, passing through an extravagantly decorated archway into the next European‑style palace with a long table.

Here, three wolf‑headed beastmen also sat, but their attire was clearly not as splendid as the three that had accompanied Cheng Shuili.

The splendid wolf‑headed beastman suddenly pinched his nose, gave two light coughs, and upon seeing the three seated beastmen stand up respectfully, he said contentedly, "This lady is an honored guest of our Wolf Clan; I will personally escort her to the Endpoint."