She wants to buy beauty medicine, and you turn her into a succubus?

Chapter 229 What is the Heavenly Palace?
I didn't dare eat too much wheat, so there was some left.

She still couldn't quite believe that she could eat meat.

Although, she subconsciously believed it.

It's just that it will take some time to fully digest this thing that has shaken my worldview.

Maizi looked at the restaurant.

The decoration is very luxurious, like a star hotel.

In the past, she could never imagine eating in a place decorated like this.

she asked:
“A waiter is really just a waiter, do they need to do something else?
For example... some special services..."

The blonde beauty shook her head and said:
"I doubted this at first, but later I found that the bigwigs we served would never even look at us."

The blonde smiled self-deprecatingly:

"Gradually, I figured out why they were so nice to us.

They treat us as pets, and pets can please their owners better if they are well fed and well housed.”

Maizi asked another question that he was particularly concerned about:
"Those people in white, the ghosts you mentioned, what are they doing?"

Maizi clearly saw a hint of undisguised fear in the blonde's eyes.

The blonde beauty said:
“No one knows who they are, they just call them ‘ghosts’ in private.

They are like the people who maintain order here, like the sheepdogs, and we are the lambs.”

The blonde pointed around and said:

“We are called ‘waiters’.

Maybe those people were too lazy to name our activity area.

The area where we can move is called the 'waiter activity area'.

Normally, we can only move around in the 'waiter activity area'.

There is a dance hall, a gym, and a game room here, so there is enough entertainment and recreation.

When it's time to work, we have permission to leave here and change into our work uniforms and go upstairs."

The blonde beauty said, her face becoming serious:
“What I am going to say next is very important.

If we show up in a place where we have no permission, those 'ghosts' will kill us without hesitation."

Maizi's eyes widened:
"Kill us?"

The blonde nodded:
“There was a top-notch one a few days ago, he looked pretty good, but he had a problem with his brain.

She came here, took some medicine, and recovered from her illness, thinking she could get it for free.

She made a big fuss and wanted to go back, saying she would call the police to arrest the person in charge here.

As a result, as soon as he walked out of the waiter's activity area, his head was crushed by the "ghost".

It was a ‘crush’, it’s not an exaggeration at all, God knows where those people got so much strength.”

Maizi swallowed his saliva:
"Well, we can't go out, what should we do if we need to buy something?"

The blonde beauty said:
"Don't worry, we have everything here.

From now on, the facial cleansers and facial masks you use will be high-end products that you cannot afford outside.”

Maizi finally understood what Zhi Qiluo meant by exchanging "freedom" for something else.

Coming here means completely losing your freedom.

The blonde glanced at her watch and said:

“You will have etiquette training in the future, and someone will teach you the waiter code.

Now we have to work. There is perfume at the entrance of the restaurant. Spray some and we will go upstairs."

Maizi followed the blonde beauty in a daze.

. . . . . . .

Maizi and the blonde beauty went upstairs with the special elevator card.

This elevator card will only work if the waiter has a mission.

I don’t know which floor I was on, but Maizi saw many waiters shuttling around in various places.

On both sides of the corridor, there were two rows of beautiful women wearing blue and white porcelain cheongsams, standing quietly.

Maizi and the others’ task was to perform etiquette and just stand there.

An elevator door opened.

An old man wearing a suit and a mask, with the aura of a superior in his every move, stepped out.

A uniformed male waiter bent over and led the way in front.

Obviously, the old man is the big shot that the blonde beauty mentioned.

She suddenly felt a little excited about her future life.

It's impossible to break into the upper class in this life, but being a maid in the Heavenly Palace is pretty good.

The most inconspicuous palace maid in the Heavenly Palace is also a fairy.

Suddenly, beautiful music sounded here.

The big shots from various places stood up and walked towards the meeting room at the end of the corridor. After all the big shots left, Maizi secretly glanced at the blonde beauty beside him.

The blonde stared at the conference room intently, and she muttered quietly:
"Maizi, do you know who is there?"

Maizi remembered what the blonde beauty said, that once they got up there they couldn't say a word.

Apparently the blonde was an old hand at this and actually violated the waiter's rules.

Maizi still asked in a low voice:

"Who is there?"

The blonde beauty suppressed her ambitions:

“There is the king here, a true king, a king that these big men bow down to.

If that king could just look at me straight in the eye and let something flow out from his fingers for me, I would be able to squeeze into the upper class."

. . . . . .

In the conference room.

The ceiling is very high, a full five meters, and the gentle light from the chandelier brings a touch of warmth here.

More than twenty waiters stood around the conference room with extremely strict standing etiquette.

These waiters are of high rank among the waiters, so they are qualified to enter here and serve the devil members personally.

The demon members here are obviously not as many as those in the South China Sea Demon Club.

In front of the long oval table where the demon members sat, there was a huge black throne with a backrest four meters high and two meters wide.

On the black throne, Li Yang, wearing a black business shirt, crossed his legs and held a cigarette in his right hand.

Although they looked casual and relaxed, all the demon members felt enormous pressure and even had difficulty breathing.

The seat next to Li Yang was sitting upright on the bell, but his legs were shaking under the table.

Everyone can see this little action, but no one dares to imitate it.

The Black Witch is the spokesperson for the god of death.

Although they are all servants of the god of death, the status of the apostles is much higher than that of the demon members.

Artist Yang Xiao raised his hand and said:
"Master, we have already found out that the God-making Group has indeed been in contact with the Xie Family."

Yang Xiao is the only human present who does not have demonic power.

In fact, his desire is very strong.

The reason why Li Yang didn't want to give Yang Xiao the [Desire Potion] was mainly because he wanted to "hold it back" a little longer.

I want to tap Yang Xiao's potential.

Perhaps, in the future Yang Xiao will possess demonic power even stronger than Cao Yi.

The old corpse demon, Liu Changgen, raised his hand and said:

“Mr. Chairman, the God-making Group once discussed a business deal with Zhou Enqiao.

The God-making Group wanted to open a branch in the imperial capital, but the plan was shelved after Zhou Enqiao's death.

A dragon appeared in the four seas a few days ago. I guess the God-making Group came to the Xie family in such a hurry because of the dragon."

The God-making Group is engaged in genetic engineering, so it is normal for them to be restless when the magical species like dragon appears.

Artist Yang Xiao continued to raise his hand and said:
"Young Master Xie and Master Fu left the imperial capital and headed for Changbai Mountain."

Yaoling sighed:

"Poor little crow~"

His tone was full of gloating.

Li Yang's face was calm and his mind was working slowly.

The God-creating Organization, an old rival.

The development of the Devil Club to this day is really inseparable from the help of the God-making Organization.

This organization once gave Li Yang a headache. If he had not seized the initiative at the beginning, it would be hard to say who would win or lose in the battle with the God-making Organization.

Li Yang still doesn't think this organization is a pushover.

The members all felt that if Li Yang, the God of Death, wanted to destroy the God-Creating Organization, it would only take a wave of his hand.

But is it really simple to organize an organization that possesses cutting-edge technology?

Leon Jin, as long as he is given time, he may really create a god.

Fortunately, Leon King is dead.

However, Li Yang actually felt it was a pity about Leon King's death, because he was a polymath whom Li Yang should take seriously and respect.

How great would it be if we could use such talents for our own benefit?

Unfortunately, this is impossible, as that guy has a strong hatred for the supernatural.

He flicked the ash off his cigarette, pointed at Yang Xiao in the air with his fingertips, and spoke slowly:
"Touch it."

A cruel smile appeared on Yang Xiao's lips:

"Yes, my master."

(End of this chapter)