CFSMS -Chapter 245 You’re disturbing my breathing

After seeing off the last customer, Lu Wu stretched her limbs.

Gu Yan had gone to the Fallen Immortal Society as a guest. Originally, Lu Wu wanted to go watch the excitement, but Gu Yan refused, saying the scene might be a little too bloody and not suitable for her.

So she observed a one-second silence for the Fallen Immortal Society.

As for the little people from the Rainbow Gate, they had gone to “make full use” of Zi Gong.

That scene was also a bit… strictly 18+.

Looking at the now-empty island, Lu Wu sighed.

When there were too many people, she found it noisy. When there were too few, she found it lonely.

She was starting to miss her “tool people.”

……

In Western Province, a few “tool people” were gathered together, each wearing a defeated expression.

They had searched for several days but still hadn’t found any trace of Boss Lu.

What they worried about wasn’t Boss Lu’s safety—it was that they might miss her next stall-opening cycle.

They knew very well that every time Boss Lu set up her stall, the food was heavenly. Missing it would likely become a lifelong regret.

And right now, their regrets were piling up a little too much.

“Still no news?”
Luo Xiaotian slumped in his chair, eyes hollow.

Ah… another day of missing Boss Lu.

“No.”
Zhang Yue shook her head. All her ghost spirits had been sent out, but still nothing.

Qin Zhan paced back and forth in the room. The few of them had checked every possible place, but found nothing.

Boss Lu was really hiding too well.

The “three mediocre cobblers” gathered together and kept sighing.

Meanwhile, on Lu Wu’s side, the remaining days of her stall business went smoothly.

Her fishing rod continued to perform steadily, though in the later days, the things she caught were mostly Rainbow Gate disciples who had sneaked in.

The assessment was still ongoing, and more and more disciples were being eliminated.

After leaving, these eliminated disciples—unable to eat themselves but unwilling to suffer alone—began aggressively promoting the deliciousness of cotton candy.

Some clever ones even auctioned off the cotton candy they had brought out from the assessment realm.

A single strand that originally cost ten spirit stones was sold at an outrageous price of 250.

Even so, many disciples were still willing to pay.

Veteran disciples also joined in. People who love food were never in short supply. The moment they tasted the cotton candy, hunger roared and crushed their rationality.

So, despite risking punishment from sect rules, they sneaked into the assessment realm.

Little did they know, veterans had done the same before.

The Rainbow Gate’s countermeasure was to open the “smuggling entry point” in the sea, hoping the terrifying underwater monsters would teach them a lesson.

Who would have thought the monsters were never encountered—instead, some disciples were directly fished up by Lu Wu.

The customer base exploded.

However, when the final day of Lu Wu’s stall arrived, the customers revolted.

The small island was now packed wall-to-wall with people, even more than the number of participants in this year’s assessment.

They crowded together, eagerly waiting for the food.

“Boss Lu, why don’t you just join our Rainbow Gate? Our benefits are great! We can even create a special ‘Food Elder’ position for you. You don’t have to do anything—just cook for us.”

“Exactly! Boss Lu, the outside world is dangerous. I heard there are even people who specifically kidnap chefs. It’s safer here with us!”

These were relatively reasonable customers, trying to persuade Lu Wu with benefits.

But Lu Wu’s dao heart was firm. She refused without hesitation.

“Thanks for your kindness, but traveling and setting up stalls everywhere is part of my cultivation. Staying in one place too long isn’t suitable for me.”

To reach the goal of being able to pluck stars and moons with her hands, she would not give up her food quest to settle down.

Seeing her refusal, the crowd became more persistent—and their methods increasingly shameless.

“Boss Lu, you made my stomach pregnant—you have to take responsibility.”

A girl stood there with a round belly, looking like a wronged wife. Anyone unaware would think Lu Wu was some heartless scumbag who abandoned her.

But girl… we’re both women. I don’t have that function.

“You’re just overeating. Go run a few laps and digest it.”
Lu Wu’s face turned cold.

Don’t think you can blackmail me with this so-called “seed of sin.”

Strike one.

“Then what about me? My whole heart has fallen for you. From the moment I saw you, I decided I’d go home with you…”

A male disciple clutched his chest, singing emotionally.

Bro, just speak properly—why are you singing now?

“Oh, you like me? What does that have to do with me? I don’t accept trash here.”
Double kill!

Ignoring his stunned expression, Lu Wu remained cold-faced, slightly grimacing.

Too sour.

These people were truly talented.

“Heh, none of you are good enough. Let me try. Boss Lu might like someone like me.”

After the man and woman failed, a person wearing a red flower on their head and heavy makeup stepped forward—gender indistinguishable.

They looked at Lu Wu shyly.

“Boss Lu…”

“Stop. Shut up. You’re disturbing my breathing.”

Lu Wu, suppressing a wave of disgust, interrupted immediately.

She was not into that.

Triple kill achieved effortlessly.

“Not good… maybe we should do it like this…”

“Or maybe like that…”

“Good point, but we can also add this part…”

Seeing no one could win over the cold-hearted Boss Lu, the crowd still refused to give up. Vaguely, Lu Wu even heard them discussing plans to use force.

She glanced at her supplies.

Good grief—all the sugar stock she had prepared had already been sold out over these days.

As the group’s conversation grew more and more intense, their expressions turning sinister, Lu Wu rolled her eyes.

Did they really think she was harmless?

Discussing how to kidnap her right in front of her? Then don’t blame her for going all out.

After scanning the surroundings, Lu Wu suddenly said in an “innocent” tone:

“Oh? There’s only one last cotton candy left. How should we split it?”

That sentence was no less than a nuclear bomb.

Everyone’s eyes instantly turned red.

They stopped talking about persuasion and instead began eyeing each other warily.

“Old Zhang, didn’t you already buy three today? Give me this one.”

“Heh, get lost. Three is nothing. Why don’t you ask the guy who bought thirty to give it up?”

“I’ve got money, so what?”

“Who the hell attacked me?! My foot—ouch!”

“Make way! Not moving? I’ll use a thousand-year kick!”

“Awooo!”

“You pinched me!”

“Shut up!”

“Sob sob…”

Chaos erupted instantly, mixed with all kinds of strange noises that Lu Wu couldn’t even understand.

The crowd frantically surged toward the “last true love.”

But there was too little candy and too many people. To increase their chances, many began attacking those around them.

Even former “true love” partners turned against each other on the spot.

Streaks of “falling stars” shot across the sky as the fighting intensified.

And in the midst of the chaos, no one noticed Lu Wu quietly walking toward Gu Yan.