CFSMS -Chapter 278 I, Lu, Hereby Report Them for Match-Fixing

“They’ve got internal problems. Those infiltrators from before must have done something. Come on, while they’re busy dealing with their own mess, let’s counterattack!”

“Children, follow me into battle!”

The demons finally understood.

If they didn’t strike now, then when would they?

Hordes of demons surged forward, launching another assault against the human side.

Almost simultaneously, the humans who had been bashing each other’s heads in over barbecue skewers stopped fighting and turned toward the incoming demons.

“Oh? Looks like we didn’t beat enough fear into them yesterday. These demons really don’t know how to appreciate kindness.”

“If once isn’t enough, then twice. If twice isn’t enough, then ten thousand times.”

“Heh. I’ve got a belly full of frustration anyway. Let’s go. By the time we finish, Boss Lu’s skewers should be ready for us.”

“Exactly.”

“Boss Lu, whatever you do, don’t stop grilling. We’ll be right back.”

The diners joked with Lu Wu, who nodded tearfully.

With all these ancestors standing around, did she dare stop?

The crowd rushed away. Even the three greatest patriarchs left to support the human forces.

In an instant, the area in front of Lu Wu’s stall became empty. There were no customers left, yet she wasn’t sad at all.

She had no time for that.

Grill. Keep grilling.

“You three, get out here.”

She dragged the three little ones out and put them to work helping her.

Watching Lu Wu, who was so busy her mouth had gone dry, the three little troublemakers didn’t dare resist. They obediently served as tools.

With their help, her burden lightened somewhat, but the workload remained overwhelming.

Lu Wu had prepared a huge number of skewers, intending to grill them gradually.

But now there was no such luxury.

The moment an empty space appeared on the grill, she filled it.

Standing beside the charcoal fire, she was completely enveloped in the smoky aroma of barbecue. One breath was enough to make her head spin. She didn’t even have time to check how the battle was going.

Fortunately, it wasn’t long before someone returned.

An injured soldier.

“Sigh. I hurt my arm. It won’t be usable for ten days or half a month. I’d just be a burden if I stayed on the battlefield, so I might as well help out in the rear.”

That was what he said.

But his eyes were glued firmly to the stall.

“Boss Lu, I already paid my spirit stones earlier.”

After making it clear he wasn’t here to freeload, the wounded man grabbed a skewer from the pile and started eating.

Munch, munch.

So delicious.

Even his supposedly injured left arm moved on its own.

Instant recovery, no medicine required.

The arm seized more skewers and stuffed them into his mouth.

Come on, stupid mouth, eat faster!

Once again, Lu Wu lamented how abnormal her customers were.

Smack!

With his mouth stuffed full, the injured man was suddenly slapped from behind. His head hit the ground.

“So you’re sneaking food by yourself, huh?”

“I blocked a sword for you, damn it! Even saving your life wasn’t enough to make you call me along? You heartless bastard!”

Still angry, Injured Soldier Number Two kicked Injured Soldier Number One.

After getting his wounds bandaged, he’d gone looking for his good brother to check on his condition.

He searched their entire residence and couldn’t find him.

At that moment, he’d already had a bad feeling.

After all, brothers knew each other best.

Sure enough, he came over and found the guy secretly feasting here.

Their brotherhood shattered instantly.

While verbally condemning his friend, his hands copied the man’s actions perfectly.

Barbecue skewers.

Fragrant, mouthwatering barbecue skewers.

I’m coming!

Eating meat alone wasn’t enough.

Injured Soldier Number Two pulled out a wine flask from his storage space and began devouring meat while chugging alcohol.

“Now this is living!”

Wine dripped down the corners of his mouth, soaking his neck.

His abdomen was tightly wrapped in bandages, and Lu Wu could clearly see blood that hadn’t even finished clotting.

Logically speaking, injured patients should watch their diet and avoid spicy or stimulating food.

Her barbecue violated that rule.

The alcohol did too.

But considering the physiques of cultivators in the Qingyuan Realm, Lu Wu decided not to comment.

Besides, more wounded soldiers were arriving.

“Weren’t you supposed to be pretty tough? How did you get sent back so quickly?”

“And you’ve got the nerve to say that? If I came back any later, would there still be any skewers left?”

“As expected. Smart people think alike. Come, let’s drink.”

Listening to their chatter, the corners of Lu Wu’s mouth never stopped twitching.

This was match-fixing.

From the way these people talked, it was obvious that after suffering severe losses yesterday, the demons weren’t considered a threat at all today.

The humans were simply using them as training targets.

Large numbers of humans were deliberately getting “injured” and withdrawing from battle just to give the demons a glimmer of hope.

Demons: The truth makes tears stream down my face.

Mostly because they were getting beaten.

Nobody who came here was some saint.

Strike while the enemy is weak.

One demon comes, kill one demon.

“Hey, I heard some demon meat actually tastes pretty good. Want to give it a try?”

“Wasn’t it said that demon meat is usually sour? Forget it. If you really want meat, just catch some spirit beasts and roast them.”

“That’s true, but could Boss Lu even grill those spirit beasts?”

Everyone looked at Lu Wu’s tiny arms and skinny legs.

Silence.

Hearing that remark as well, Lu Wu’s smile vanished instantly.

She already couldn’t keep up with demand.

If they brought her even more work, she’d collapse.

Honored ancestors, please show mercy.

Wiping away bitter tears, Lu Wu continued brushing seasoning onto the skewers.

Even after the humans returned, the three little ones kept helping outside. They didn’t dare cause trouble and behaved exceptionally well.

Fortunately, not all the diners crowded over at once.

They arrived in batches.

The first group of wounded soldiers ate and drank their fill before voluntarily giving up their seats to the next wave of “injured” combatants.

Each person was covered in wounds.

Each person could eat like a monster.

The prepared skewers were rapidly running out.

Expressionless, Lu Wu transformed into a merciless skewer-making machine, her hands moving so fast they left afterimages.

Eventually, she lost track of how many groups she had served.

Only after she had emptied every last bit of prepared stock did those beasts finally spare her.

“There’s nothing left. Nothing. Not a single drop.”

Seeing the diners suspect her of secretly hiding skewers, Lu Wu almost wanted to cut open her stomach to prove her innocence.

“Tsk. About seventy percent full. Barely acceptable.”

Picking their teeth and rubbing their round bellies, the diners finally released Lu Wu, looking thoroughly satisfied.

Sitting in a chair, Lu Wu stared blankly into space, contemplating life.

How was she supposed to survive the rest of her days?

This chef really couldn’t go on anymore.

After packing up her stall, Lu Wu sat beside a campfire, sipping fine wine that was tens of thousands of years old and healing her battered soul.

She came to a realization.

Tomorrow’s food absolutely could not be something like barbecue skewers that required constant grilling on-site.

Reviewing the recipes in her mind, Lu Wu quickly found her target.

You’re the one!

That day, both host and guests were delighted.

The next morning, before dawn had even broken, rustling sounds came from outside Lu Wu’s tent.

Several diners were lurking nearby, staring at her tent while whispering among themselves.

“Wasn’t there an order telling us not to come here?”

One of them looked worried.

“I’m not disobeying orders. I’m concerned about Boss Lu’s safety. Don’t forget, those demons are still around.”

The leader waved his hand casually, clearly not taking the order seriously.

Oddly enough, that twisted logic sounded pretty convincing.

“Right. Everything is for Boss Lu.”

At the thought of being the first to taste Boss Lu’s cooking today, saliva was already pooling in his mouth.

A mere order?

Pah. Who cares about that?