Adventurer, did you revive today by watching the ads too?

"Oh? Really?" Tia was a little surprised. "I didn't realize Farlans was so young!"

"Ugh."

Now that things have come to this, Hua Zhen can only sigh.

I was too naive before and missed out on a chance to make a fortune.

Now that Tia has said that, it's not good to continue the relationship with the rich woman and her money.

What a waste of my cheat code...

Now it can crack through cement and steel bars, but it can no longer win over the heart of a rich woman.

Perhaps that's life: when opportunity knocks in front of you, you don't have the ability; when you finally have the ability, the opportunity has already slipped away.

If you ask me, guys should have used plaster Fiji cups to train their finger strength a long time ago, anyone know what I mean?

Let's take advantage of our youth and start training!

"So, this rich woman is the Fitaia we're looking for?" Tia asked.

"Wait, something's not right," Hua Zhen blinked blankly, then belatedly realized, "This rich woman doesn't have this name!"

"Hey, could it be that we've come to the wrong place?"

"No, no, no, this is the place written on the note. There are no other buildings around here."

Come here.

How can we do this without checking?

Besides, he didn't think Miss Anna would give them the wrong address.

As they were talking, the main gate of the villa inside the manor opened.

A tall woman dressed as a maid walked gracefully with her hands folded in front of her lower abdomen. Her skin was as white as ice, like snow crystals that never see the sun. Combined with her outstanding appearance and indifferent expression, she undoubtedly gave people the feeling of a cold fairy.

She approached the iron gate, raised her eyes, and glanced briefly at the three people and the dog in front of her: "May I ask what brings you here at this hour?"

His expression was cool, but his voice was not.

She's soft and sweet, a bit like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl.

A classic mature and sophisticated voice.

"Uh...we're looking for Ms. Martha here. Is she home?" Hua Zhen asked.

"Does anyone have an appointment?" the maid asked casually.

"An appointment?" Tia was confused. "Do I need an appointment to visit Ms. Martha?"

"Of course, we cannot accept guests without an appointment. Ms. Martha is going on a long trip tomorrow and needs to rest. Please leave now."

"Hey, wait a minute," Tia pulled Hua Zhen closer, "This guy's been here before, he's an old friend of your master!"

"Hmm?" The maid looked puzzled. "I've never seen you before."

"You weren't here when I came last time either."

Hua Zhen was also puzzled as to where this maid had come from.

Logically speaking, it's normal for such a large estate to have servants, but when he came last time, it was clearly Mrs. Martha who opened the door, and there were no signs of anyone else living in the huge villa.

"Is that so? But I'm sorry, you can't come in without an appointment. Please don't make things difficult for me."

"Wait a minute, can we make an appointment now? It won't take up too much of her time," Hua Zhen said. "It'll only take half an hour... no, ten minutes will do. Go tell Martha she'll see me."

The maid remained unmoved: "Judging from your attire, you must be adventurers. Ms. Martha doesn't know any adventurers. If you insist on staying here, we'll have to ask the sheriff for help."

It was a clear invitation to leave.

Tia gripped the hem of her clothes with both hands, unsure of what to say.

Based on current clues, Fitia is here.

But the owner of the manor was a wealthy lady named Martha.

If, as the maid said, she's leaving on a long trip tomorrow, then the trail will go cold.

Are you saying, "Please be kind and let us in?"

Or are we going to go further and say that we're dying and that's why we're begging your master for help?

I can't even bring myself to say it...

She thought of the time she spent with her father in the small village when she was a child.

At that time, she and her father had neither money nor food, so she went from house to house begging for some food... The feeling of being rejected was really unpleasant.

Shiva noticed Tia's emotions.

It licked Tia's palm, as if to comfort her.

Carla followed suit, even though it seemed a bit strange to outsiders.

Hua Zhen noticed Tia's dejection and the actions of Shiva and Karula.

Hey.

Regarding GHG.

I felt really embarrassed being turned away. Why didn't you come and comfort me?

Even if you don't want to lick your hands, you can lick other places!

Never mind.

Since we're all brothers who've been through thick and thin together, we have no choice but to give it our all.

"No, frankly, what are you so smug about, you're just a maid!" Hua Zhen said. "Martha has to go out tomorrow, right? As a maid, you should care about her, right? If you really care about her, then go back and tell her that Hua Zhen is willing to be her plumber. I'll unclog those old, worn-out drains and make sure they're completely clear!"

The maid paused for a moment.

"Do you really know Ms. Martha?"

"Nonsense, otherwise why would I be here? I'm here to accept her request!"

"Well……"

The maid pondered for a moment.

"Okay, please wait a moment."

After saying that, the maid went back to her room.

She returned a moment later and opened the gate.

"Ms. Martha wants to meet everyone."

……

……

Hua Zhen and his group sat in the living room.

Tia Ge kept glancing around, looking here and there, somewhat like a country bumpkin visiting the Grand View Garden for the first time.

But you can't blame her for that.

Even Hua Zhen, who had lived in modern times, thought the house was very nice, revealing the owner's refined taste and substantial wealth.

The exquisitely crafted leather sofa beneath them exuded a classic style, the marble floor gleamed, and a thick, luxurious woven carpet lay flat at their feet. The entire living room lacked any additional magic stone lamps; the sole light source came from the chandelier hanging overhead. However, the chandelier itself did not emit light; instead, it channeled natural light from the outside through the high-ceilinged glass ceiling, diffusing it throughout the space below.

Only at night can one truly appreciate the charm of this natural light source—soft and not glaring. At a glance, the entire space feels orderly divided. One could read here all day without getting tired, and in the evening, one could comfortably curl up by the warm fireplace, sipping red tea, and then drift off to sleep in a drowsy state…

"Please enjoy your meal, everyone." The maid placed the tea in front of them. "Miss Martha is still upstairs and will be here to see you soon. I'll go and prepare some pastries for you."

After the maid left.

"Wow, this house is amazing!" Tia exclaimed in amazement. "This living room is ten times the size of our current room!"

"Calm down, even the best house isn't yours," Hua Zhen said. "Can't you learn from Carula? Look how composed that mature woman is!"

"Is that maturity? Isn't it a bit much to talk about houses with a kid who only likes to eat?"

Karula ignored their bickering, the hot tea making her stick out her tongue.

The little guy prefers the sweet, strawberry-flavored iced drinks at the guild to hot tea.

As they were talking, footsteps came from the stairs.

Hua Zhen and Tia looked in the direction of the sound and saw a beautiful woman.

The woman was wearing a light blue dress that was both well-made and expensive. It was impossible to tell her real age from her appearance; her skin was as beautiful as that of an eighteen-year-old girl.

But for Hua Zhen, it was still too old.

Martha gracefully descended the stairs, her voluptuous figure perfectly showcased by her long dress.

Looking at that amazing waist-to-hip ratio, Karula and Shiva both drooled and even shouted excitedly, but unfortunately, they were immediately silenced by Tiague covering their mouths.

"This woman looks like a weakling," Tia whispered to Hua Zhen, turning her head. "Speaking of which, strong women with weak bodies are the hardest to deal with. It's a good thing you didn't sell yourself back then, otherwise you would definitely have been scrubbed with a steel wool pad. By the way, how could you resist such a beauty?"

"To be honest... all that talk about dignity and pride was just a lie. I was just afraid of being scammed," Hua Zhen lowered her voice. "Besides, I really don't understand how you figured it out. Can you teach me?"

"This is the art of judging people in social situations; you should learn it, kid!"

"Damn it, I've never heard of anyone judging a person by their ass!"

Ms. Martha sat down opposite them, her shrewd eyes scanning them.

"Um... this is just a small gift, nothing more."

Hua Zhen and Tia Ge presented the gifts they had bought.

Martha merely glanced at it, showing no interest.

"So, Xiao Zhen, you've finally come to your senses?" Miss Martha smiled gently. "Compared to the dangerous work of an adventurer, it's definitely better to stay here. I knew you'd change your mind."

Tia looked at Hua Zhen with a surprised and uncertain gaze.

Xiao Zhen?

Oh my... why are you calling me so affectionately?

"Who are these two...?" Miss Martha noticed Tiague and Karula.

"They are my companions," Hua Zhen said. "To be honest... I came here this time to ask Miss Martha for your help."

"Help?" Martha paused slightly, crossing her long legs and leaning naturally against the back of the sofa. "But I heard you came here to serve me?"

"I wish I could, Miss Martha, but I really can't..." Hua Zhen shook her head regretfully, "because I'm going to die, or at least I'm not far from it."

"What happened?" Martha asked.

Hua Zhen briefly explained the matter of the curse.

Along the way, the maid brought out the pastries and stood silently to the side.

After hearing Hua Zhen's story, Miss Martha looked enlightened.

"I see. But what if I told you there's no one here named 'Fitya'?"

"This...this shouldn't be happening."

"The truth is, there isn't one." Martha shook her head. "It's really a shame. Not only is the person here with me, I've never even heard of this name before."

Hua Zhen and Tia Ge fell silent.

Martha had no reason to lie to them, nor would she gain anything from doing so.

Ultimately, if it doesn't exist, it simply doesn't exist.

Could it be... that Miss Anna made a mistake? Should we go back and get the information again?

After tonight, the distance between them must not exceed 21 meters.

In terms of time, they only have a maximum of seven days to live.

The scene became somewhat awkward for a moment.

Miss Martha fiddled with the little box that Tia had brought her, and suddenly chuckled softly.

"Xiao Zhen, you're not being sincere."

"Huh?" Hua Zhen was taken aback. "What?"

"You actually gave me a product that I sell, so you're not being sincere."

Your product?

Hua Zhen and Tia Ge were taken aback, and suddenly understood how Miss Martha had become rich.

Wow, it turns out he's a big shot in the female pleasure market!

Tia felt like she had messed up.

Oh no, I didn't even choose the right gift!

I thought this would make the other person happy, but it turned out to be something someone else was selling. They've probably experienced it countless times already, so what's so new about it?

This is like giving a baker a loaf of bread, a student a pile of exam papers, or a man a birth control pill—there's no way the recipient would be happy!

However, Hua Zhen felt that this was a sure thing.

Because he caught a word from Miss Martha's language.

Sincerity.

In what situations would we need to use the word "sincerity"?

It's obvious... Miss Martha knew Fitya's whereabouts!

"Miss Martha," Hua Zhen slowly rose, "could we speak in private?"

"Of course," Martha smiled. "Then come upstairs with me. It shouldn't be that far, no problem. Oh, and take good care of the rest of the guests."

"Yes." The maid nodded.

After saying that, Martha went upstairs first.

Hua Zhen took a deep breath and was about to follow when his hand was suddenly grabbed.

"Hua Zhen," Tia said firmly.

"Don't try to persuade me," Hua Zhen shook her head. "If I don't go to hell, who will?"

"I know," Tia whispered, "I know everything. Your pride is a lie, and your fear of being scammed is a lie too, right? You just simply like men like Karula, so you've always refused to give yourself to him..."

"I just want to tell you, this isn't a loss for you. In my eyes, you're still a man. This isn't about money, it's about survival! Fuck survival! Use those invincible fingers of yours to conquer her! Let the blue water soak the entire ceiling!"

"Tia Ge." Hua Zhen returned a complicated look.

"Speak."

"Seriously, you're an idiot, really."

"yeah?"

After saying that, Hua Zhen walked upstairs without turning her head.

Only Karula and Shiva, still bewildered, along with Tia and the maid with a complicated expression, remained standing there.

"W-Why are you scolding me again?" Tia grumbled, confused. "I was trying to cheer you on."

……

……

The door to the second-floor bedroom was not closed, leaving a crack.

Hua Zhen pushed open the door and entered, a pleasant, subtle fragrance wafting into her nostrils.

The swirling gas seemed to solidify and dissipate into the air, just like the scene after a major battle in a comic book.

Hua Zhen is absolutely certain!

Without a doubt, it exudes a strong, mature femininity.

Martha sat on the edge of the large bed, illuminated by the bedside lamp, silently smoking a cigarette.

"Miss Martha," Hua Zhen said, "what will it take... for you to tell me where Fitya is?"

Miss Martha smiled: "You know what I want..."

Hua Zhen remained silent for a moment before finally deciding to unleash her trump card.

"Miss Martha," Hua Zhen said slowly, "you wouldn't want anyone to know what was in the package I delivered to you that day, would you?"

"Xiao Zhen, I'm so glad you finally understand what deterrence is," Martha said, standing up and walking towards Hua Zhen, lifting her skirt.

"Now, it's time to show you my dark forest."