CFSMS -Chapter 215 Ding ding ding, “Sister” sends an invitation to mooch off soft rice

Lu Wu was packing her luggage. After this round of wilderness “stall-running survival experience,” she felt it had been quite educational—but she never wanted to go through it again.

“Yip!”

Beside her, a fox handed over a neatly packed bundle to Lu Wu.

The mother fox, who had only given birth a few days ago, had already fully recovered. The powerful physique of demonic beasts meant she didn’t need postpartum confinement at all.

Behind her, three little foxes followed closely, also acting like little “yip-yip” creatures as they circled around Lu Wu and acted cute.

Master, please give your orders—this is your Fox Demon (Daji).

An appropriate sound effect seemed to pop up in Lu Wu’s mind at just the right moment.

Not wanting to be enchanted, Lu Wu opened the entrance to her inner world and gestured for all the beasts to enter.

Her inner world had already formed into a small realm of its own—perfect for these demonic beasts to live in.

If she ever ran into an enemy she couldn’t beat in the future, she could simply release the inner world and let a hundred beasts surge out. Just thinking about it felt thrilling.

“Chirp…”

A little squirrel brushed its tail across Lu Wu’s cheek before jumping into the inner world.

From now on, it was a squirrel with a master.

A Bambi-like young deer rubbed its antlers against her arm, while a green snake’s scales brought a faint cool touch.

One after another, demonic beasts entered Lu Wu’s inner world.

They now had a home.

But not all of the beasts chose to leave with her. After Lu Wu gathered them up, the remaining ones came forward to say goodbye.

Spirit fruits and minerals piled up in front of her—farewell gifts from them.

“If you miss me, you can come visit anytime.”

Lu Wu walked through the fluffy crowd of beasts and suddenly felt that saying that made her sound like a heartless woman who ate and left without taking responsibility.

“Goodbye.”

“Lu Bunny, we’ll miss you.”

“Boss Lu, I’ll go catch rabbits and come see you next time!”

Lu Bunny: That really isn’t necessary.

Amid the wave after wave of farewells, Lu Wu waved back at them.

As the flying ship rose into the sky, the Ten Thousand Mountains turned into a magnificent panorama, deeply imprinted in Lu Wu’s memory.

This time, Lu Wu had accepted the invitation of the people from the Divine Spear Sect and was heading to Western Province for a trip.

Meanwhile, the “tool people,” under the excuse of “we can’t let those Western bumpkins lure away Boss Lu,” followed along.

However, Elder Li did not stay with Lu Wu. He said he was going to meet some old friends in Western Province.

Thinking back to Elder Li’s formidable achievements in his younger days, Lu Wu felt that the term “old friends” carried quite a bit of questionable meaning.

Old friends reunited—tears would wet their sleeves.

But not necessarily from emotion. Possibly from being beaten.

In a corner, a group of “tool people” gathered together, took out their communication device, and began whispering while letting out strange chuckles.

Although there was no internet in the mountains, recording life was still possible.

They had saved a huge number of videos of spicy rabbit heads and grilled rabbit meat.

Now, finally, it was time to show off.

“Rabbit is so cute—extra spicy, extra fragrant, so delicious, one word: awesome!”

This was Qin Zhan’s shameless caption.

“Nice scenery in the mountains.”

This was Jiang Yunhe’s caption—though the “scenery” he filmed was entirely food. The glossy sheen of roasted rabbit meat looked so delicious it almost came through the screen.

The others followed suit, each more creative than the last.

After a one-click upload, within moments, the entire Southern Province foodie community exploded.

For so long, they had failed to find any trace of Boss Lu, and many food lovers had nearly lost the will to live.

A gloomy sky hung over the entire Southern Province.

Just as they were about to sink into silence and despair, a thunderclap suddenly exploded.

A torrential rain poured down, and everyone who saw the videos felt as if they had been drenched.

Moreover, Qin Zhan and the others’ accounts already had massive traffic. Their posts were quickly flooded with views.

When viewers saw humans and beasts peacefully coexisting in the videos—and even lining up to eat rabbit meat—they broke down completely.

“So Boss Lu is really setting up a stall in the Ten Thousand Mountains? That Western bumpkin was telling the truth! I want to slap myself dead!”

“You’re the bumpkin!”

“My god, look at that spicy rabbit head—the color, the texture, it looks so good. Waaah, that drop of oil just hit my heart.”

“That roasted rabbit… the meat looks so white and tender. I want to touch it—no, I mean eat it. Slurp.”

“My saliva… my saliva, I won’t let you leave me!”

“Damn it, Qin Zhan! Damn it, Jiang Yunhe! Damn it all…”

“I’ve died of craving. Please burn offerings for me—a rabbit-shaped one.”

The entire communication platform was filled with wails. Everyone furiously accused Qin Zhan and the others of eating alone, wishing they could tear them apart.

“My rabbit head… how did I miss it!”

“Boss Lu, you have no heart!”

The foodies could only vent their emotions online.

Of course, not everyone was breaking down because of food.

Some disciples of the Beast Taming Sect gathered together. Watching the docile demonic beasts around Lu Wu, their faces turned ugly.

“This is impossible. She must have used some dirty trick.”

“Yes, maybe she drugged them.”

They maliciously speculated, spreading rumors under alternate accounts, refusing to believe that Lu Wu could have subdued the beasts purely through food.

Unfortunately, they couldn’t stir up much of a storm.

Lu Wu’s followers didn’t bother responding to these clowns. They either reported or blocked anyone trying to stir conflict.

After a while, no one paid them any attention.

“Ahhh! Damn Lu Wu!”

Clearly, they were breaking down again.

Lu Wu naturally saw the storm on the platform. She quietly activated stealth mode—watching the drama but never becoming part of it. That had always been her style.

“Fellow Daoist Lu,” came a message. “The Flood Dragon sends its regards.”

It was from the city lord of Hong’an City, Cang He Guang. Poor man—the temper of the Flood Dragon in the secret realm had become increasingly violent during Lu Wu’s absence, and he was starting to lose control.

“Fellow Daoist Lu, Elder Gu says he misses you.”

This was from the sweeping monk of the Tianfo Temple.

After Lu Wu left, Gu Yan returned to his comfortable recluse life—but now he had added a new daily habit: asking when Boss Lu’s food would be delivered.

Even the sweeping monk couldn’t handle it anymore.

There were also various other messages from friends.

Between the lines, Lu Wu could almost feel their deep resentment.

She packaged up some previously prepared roasted rabbit meat and rabbit heads, then used formation arrays to send them to Cang He Guang and the sweeping monk.

It wasn’t like she could contact them easily without signal in the mountains.

Not her fault.

Feeling a bit guilty, Lu Wu finished arranging everything and closed the communication device.

Out of sight, out of mind.

This time, the system did not immediately issue new tasks, giving Lu Wu some rare free time to travel.

Compared to the restrained architecture of the Southern Province, Western Province’s buildings were far more bold and unrestrained.

Even the women here were wild and spirited.

“My stomach is really fine.”

In a certain inn, Qin Zhan removed a girl’s hand from his shoulder for the third time and seriously refused her invitation to live off soft rice.

As a young man with ambition, he would rely entirely on his own efforts to build a career. He would never step into the abyss of a rich woman’s embrace.

His expression was upright to the point of being almost eerie.

What a joke.

He, Qin Zhan of the Divine Sword Sect, was a genius—although there were one, two, three, four, five… people he couldn’t afford to provoke.

But he would never rely on a woman.

Well… except Boss Lu.

Eating soft rice? Impossible.