Chapter 2025: 2024: Star Picking Restaurant, Trouble Arrives

Capítulo 2025: Chapter 2024: Star Picking Restaurant, Trouble Arrives

Though the name Death Ancient City carries the word “death,” it’s not desolate here; instead, it’s bustling with traffic.

It is the first major city in the northwest of Immortal Island, unparalleled by any other.

Because this is the closest defense line to Death Swamp, any change in the swamp reaches Death Ancient City first.

Therefore, it’s the most frequented location.

Immortal Island is the home of everyone; some even believe the danger level of Death Swamp exceeds that of the Sea Beasts.

They even wish to lure the Sea Beasts into the Death Swamp, letting them kill each other.

The towering Death Ancient City is mostly dark yellow.

The city is surrounded by countless flowers, grass, and trees.

It’s said these plants can effectively prevent the spread of Death Swamp. Though it’s only a temporary solution, it’s a way of buying time.

So when Xu Zimei arrived with Mu Yang, the surrounding greenery looked like a forest.

On one side of the forest lies the silent swamp, while the other is vibrant with life, like two extremes.

Entering the forest, the city ahead is easy to recognize.

A large bronze gate stands open.

Death Ancient City has no absolute ruler, being the first line of defense, everyone works together.

As for the specifics, Xu Zimei wasn’t clear and needed to enter the city to understand.

The entrance was unobstructed.

People came and went, and upon entering, the wide, clean central street was bustling yet orderly.

Street stalls were not allowed, yet the shops on both sides were crowded.

The aroma of inn food mixed with wine from taverns, making Mu Yang’s stomach rumble involuntarily.

Mu Yang blushed; despite being a Cursed Body, eating was no different than a normal person.

Having traveled from the Hidden God Sect, Mu Yang hadn’t had a single meal.

Xu Zimei had long abstained from food, only eating for pleasure.

“What do you usually eat?” Xu Zimei asked.

“Anything, we eat whatever’s available in Death Swamp.

If it’s winter, we even dig up wild vegetables,” Mu Yang replied.

Death Swamp wasn’t friendly to them, and outsiders weren’t either.

If it weren’t for her mother’s illness, Mu Yang wouldn’t dare to leave.

Many outside wanted to catch her for research.

Since they couldn’t enter Death Swamp, aborigines like her became the main research focus.

Xu Zimei wasn’t short on money and directly sought the best restaurant in Death Ancient City.

Xu Zimei wasn’t certain what “best” was, but this hotel was 33 stories high, the tallest building in Death Ancient City.

Just looking up reveals it.

It must be the best, with no lack in class.

“Star Picking Restaurant”

That’s the restaurant’s name, with two lines of text carved beside the entrance.

“From on high, stretch and pluck stars.”

Upon entry, they were greeted by women in elegant cheongsams.

The restaurant’s staff were all beauties.

Inside was lavishly decorated.

A waterfall cascaded down from the 33rd floor, landing on the ground floor.

The surrounding walls were adorned with brown wooden tiles made from expensive pear wood used as flooring.

The candle stands were inlaid with glazed gems.

It’s unknown how much it cost to build this restaurant.

Upon entering, Xu Zimei chose a private booth, the seating resembling sofas, covered with some animal’s fur.

Extremely soft.

A cheongsam-clad woman brought the menu, but Xu Zimei waved dismissively.

“Just bring your restaurant’s signature dishes,” he said, not bothering with the price.

The woman knew he was wealthy and became even more enthusiastic.

After she left, Mu Yang cautiously asked, “Won’t this place be too expensive?”

“No worries; I have more money than I can spend. You can’t take it with you, so why keep it?” Xu Zimei said.

The restaurant’s service was indeed good.

At least the serving speed was fast.

With every dish served, the cheongsam woman introduced it.

“This is Songjiang fish, made from the finest crucian carp of Songjiang. Only 200 are produced annually and sell out quickly.

The fish is fresh, fragrant, and tender. Guests can try it.”

“This is Ancient City Specialty Thousand Year Liquor, the best drink outside Star Picking Restaurant.

It’s aged for a millennium, almost as ancient as our restaurant itself.”

Each dish was uniquely flavorful, and Xu Zimei sampled a few, indeed finding them excellent.

Meanwhile, Mu Yang’s eating manner was rather unsightly, nearly devouring the food, like she’d never tasted such delicacies.

At this moment, a commotion sounded outside Star Picking Restaurant.

A group entered, their attire varied, including all sorts.

But the most prominent figure was the young man in the center, surrounded by admiration.

The youth wore a white embroidered garment, impressively handsome, surely from a prestigious family.

“Young Master Lui went hunting recently, reportedly catching a Spirit Deer.

That deer is a sign of good fortune, proving Young Master Lui’s luck has certainly skyrocketed.”

Someone flattered him.

The young man coldly glanced at him, saying, “That deer has already been roasted and eaten by me.”

The person was immediately embarrassed, slapped in the face.

Then, the restaurant manager approached specifically to serve Young Master Lui, recognizing his exceptional status.

“What would Young Master Lui like to eat today?”

“I’m tired of your restaurant’s dishes,” Young Master Lui said, sitting with boredom.

“Any new specialties lately?”

“Prepared especially for Young Master Lui,” the manager smiled and whispered.

“A human feast, is Young Master Lui interested?”

Young Master Lui’s eyes brightened, he chuckled, “Manager Tong knows me! Phoenix Senior entrusted you to manage the restaurant, wisely so.”

Manager Tong merely chuckled, asking, “Why didn’t Phoenix Senior join you?”

“My father is busy; lately, there’s been unrest in Death Swamp, possibly spreading,” Young Master Lui casually said.

“My father is discussing with the Alliance Hierarch; he’ll be unavailable for a while.”

Under Manager Tong’s guidance, the group was heading upstairs.

Then someone looked towards Xu Zimei, seemingly spotting something.

Whispering to Young Master Lui.

“Is it true?” Young Master Lui slightly frowned.

“It shouldn’t be wrong; we can verify it easily,” the person nodded.

Young Master Lui then changed direction, heading towards Xu Zimei.

“Ah, trouble’s coming,” Xu Zimei set down his chopsticks, smiling at Mu Yang.