The women began to dance, all performing the same routine. Their waists swayed like graceful willows, their movements grand and alluring.
Beneath their skirts, they wore nothing.
The men grew unusually quiet, staring intently.
The women wore expressions of disdain. Without special abilities, this was the only way they could exert themselves.
Mei Yuebai and Zhong Yang averted their faces.
Li Ping leaned back in his chair, his eyes half-closed, languid and impassive.
Xu Qian narrowed her eyes, watching the center dancer. Despite the heavy makeup, she could tell it was Feng Zi.
So this was what she meant by, "It's either killing zombies or doing this?"
Feng Zi, the lead dancer, had been on the school's dance team. Among these chaotic women, it was easy for her to stand out and become the leader.
Li Boss rarely visited the Carefree House. He only selected women with abilities to join his quarters.
This time, she was determined to perform her best, perhaps then the boss would notice her and take her into his harem.
With a twist of her body, she winked at Li Ping.
Immediately after, she saw Xu Qian beside Li Ping.
Feng Zi stumbled, missing a beat, and was promptly bumped to the ground by the woman next to her.
Panic flashed in her eyes, but she quickly got up and continued her performance.
The crowd around them snickered mockingly.
Feng Zi's face turned bright red. Why was Xu Qian at the Flying Cloud Base, and why was she sitting next to the boss?
Wasn't she supposed to be a member of the base?
As the dance concluded, many men began to stir, eager to claim a woman and satisfy their needs. However, the show wasn't over, and no one dared to disrupt it.
Voting commenced, and Feng Zi, with the biggest mistake, received the lowest score.
A glint of hatred flickered in Feng Zi's eyes. It was all Xu Qian's fault. If she hadn't suddenly appeared, Feng Zi might not have fallen.
Li Boss might have taken a liking to her!
The host chuckled and said, "The loser this time is actually a woman. Let's see how exciting the next penalty game will be~"
"Come, our third game is up~"
Next, ten men and women, clad only in bath towels, entered the stage – five men and five women.
"Welcome to our old game segment. Ten slots this time, ten slots. Don't say you weren't chosen, it's just a matter of luck if you're not picked."
This time, Li Ping didn't need to participate. The host drew ten ping pong balls from a box, reading out the names one by one.
Everyone seemed to know the rules of this game. The first person whose name was drawn quickly chose a woman and stood before her. By the end, the last man drawn had to choose a less physically fit man.
Among the ten drawn, there was only one woman, which was understandable given the significant gender imbalance at the Flying Cloud Base.
"Has everyone chosen their desired person? Ten minutes on the clock, let the performance begin."
The towels were ripped off, and the performance started.
Various poses and tricks, leaving the spectators dazzled.
The male-female pairs were manageable, but Xu Qian found the four male-male pairings rather eye-watering.
Soon, a strange odor began to fill the air.
"Ten minutes are up."
Some men refused to let go, clinging tightly to the woman before them. It had been a rare free opportunity, and only ten minutes.
In the end, the pair was forcibly separated by the staff.
"Five, four, three, two, one, begin voting."
Soon, the results were tallied. With around 300 people present, the votes for each pair were close, and two pairs even tied.
The host held the microphone and shouted, "Two pairs are actually tied. What do you think we should do?"
"Another round."
"Another round."
"Yes! Another round!"