Transforming Succubus: Almost Doomsday

The smile might become stiff, fade, or look odd, but a smile is still a smile. He did not see a forced cheerfulness in Jiang Lu's expression to suppress a sense of inner panic.

That was what Zhou Baiyu found most incomprehensible.

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In the following hour, Jiang Lu led Zhou Baiyu and others to arrange their accommodations.

Their residences were somewhat spread out from each other.

It was said that because other people had been promoted to area B, new residences had become vacant.

The houses here were really spacious; Zhou Baiyu thought to himself that the more apocalyptic the world, the rarer such places become.

If these houses could be auctioned, would those struggling in the apocalypse be willing to abandon their families to live here?

It was hard to imagine such a conflict-free realm in the sky.

The residences had all sorts of facilities, even the capacity to watch television programs.

But these programs seemed to be comedies from a very long time ago.

Zhou Baiyu watched a few that afternoon and felt that the Advanced World was very similar to the real world.

In the real world, there really was a Stephen Zhou, a master of comedy, who acted in numerous nonsensical comedies.

In the Advanced World, there was also a person who looked quite similar.

Only the content of the movies was largely different, but the style very similar.

It was as if it was another Zhou from another world.

Zhou Baiyu wondered if they, too, had realized that the two worlds were not the same through Dr. A's discovery, or if they had noticed some of these things on their own.

Some of the contents in Dr. A's notes, although proven to have limitations, contained some useful information. Maybe it was time to consider sharing this information with a few friends.

Of course, the main focus at the moment was still on the Land of Joy.

After watching a few movies, Zhou Baiyu got a bit hungry; the staff that Jiang Lu had arranged were already outside his residence.

These women, practically unclothed, all wore sweet smiles.

According to Jiang Lu, everyone was merely assigned to their jobs.

Today it was this group's turn to serve others; tomorrow it might be others serving them.

Some of them helped Zhou Baiyu clean the house, while others led him through the streets to the Food Castle governed by Luo Zan.

In the Food Castle, there were endless delicacies from mountains and seas.

Luo Zan, wearing a tall chef's hat and burly in stature, was covered from head to toe like a statue.

Zhou Baiyu initially had some reservations about the food, but he also understood one thing—

This summoning had no clear objective, conditions of success, or criteria for failure; everything was unknown.

It was very possible that he would have to explore for a long time before finding any clues.

Whether it was to investigate the hidden secrets, the staircase, the idols, Luo Zan, Aiou, Boluke, and so on in the Land of Joy, or to guard the place...

It was obviously going to take a considerable amount of time.

He couldn't possibly go on without eating forever.

So after some thought, Zhou Baiyu started to dig in heartily.

The food here was incredibly abundant, and all of it was top-grade ingredients.

Zhou Baiyu found that even in the real world, it would be hard to find food as delicious as this.

He gradually let down his guard—no way.

The more it was so, the more the rationale-seeking him found it strange.

"You are just the God of Joy and Laughter; you are not the God of Cooking and Gastronomy. The more abundant and delicious the food, the more unreasonable it is, isn't it?"

Of course, Zhou Baiyu did not show it. He even forced a smile, appearing to be quite happy.

However, his companions were genuinely happy.

The thought of their happiness seemed to bring even more food to this place, and with that, they felt even happier.

Compared to Guang Tongchen and the erratic dreamers, Wuxin had been locked up in the Land of No Light for many years.

He was not just happy, he was even envious:

"Some are summoned and assigned to the Land of No Light, not tasting delicacies for years, while others are assigned to the Land of Joy, living a heavenly life... Damn, it's not the same game we're playing!"

Wuxin continued to eat until he was beyond full, his belly round and plumped before he stopped.

Zhou Baiyu could feel it, the president, Brother Duan, Wuxin, they all had a good impression of this place.

To be honest, he felt the same way. Despite his inner vigilance, Zhou Baiyu had yet to find any flaws.

It just didn't seem reasonable.

But in a post-apocalyptic world, under the twilight of the gods, in a world where countless deities had become rules, what could be considered reasonable?

Of course, Zhou Baiyu still reminded his teammates not to forget the mission of this trip.

Yet in the cheerful atmosphere, everyone quickly immersed themselves in bliss.

At night, those colorful soap bubbles in the sky seemed to have absorbed plenty of light, and floating in the air, they began to emit a rainbow of hues.

Under the influence of these soap bubbles, the night turned into a kaleidoscope of colors.

People danced and reveled in the colorful light, the air thick with the scent of pheromones, and many eyes filled with desire.

Men with men, women with women, and every other combination you could imagine—the atmosphere was philosophically dense.

It was a sight that made Zhou Baiyu and the others' eyes pop out of their skulls.

"To sink into desire is not a bad thing, you know, the essence of happiness is to release desires."

Jiang Lu had been by their side throughout the day, explaining the things they didn't understand.

Underneath the giant soap bubbles, people's bodies drew closer together in the dance and music, so close they almost sparked in the writhing motions.

The soap bubbles in the sky occasionally flickered.

Making the night alternately bright and dim.

Several slender and pretty girls also approached Zhou Baiyu, Tongchen, and the other dreamers, seeming to invite them to a dance just as full of desire.

When in Rome, Guang Tongchen, Wuxin, Tongchen quickly found themselves being pulled into the dance by beautiful girls.

The night's revelries began from there, with laughter and joy drowning out all emotions.

It was as if the human world was left with nothing but joy. In the multicolored light and shadow, they chased their desires, without worry about tomorrow, food, or work...

Everything was so wonderful.

"Jiang Xianwu, may I dance with you?"

Desire between a man and a woman surfaced in Jiang Lu's eyes.

Zhou Baiyu was a bit puzzled but nodded in agreement nonetheless.

However, his dance was very gentlemanly.

In his dance with Jiang Lu, Zhou Baiyu always maintained propriety, using the very gentlemanly waltz steps.

When he was with Midel, Zhou Baiyu would do certain things too, but those kinds of things were collectively referred to as foreplay.

At that moment, he felt as if he possessed the Mind Reading Technique, his intuition telling him that everything here was indeed joyful...

But the girl might not be happy.

The desire in Jiang Lu's eyes might not be genuine.

A red light flashed past, followed by a purple light.

After the purple light, came a blue one.

The colorful soap bubbles in the sky changed hues, reflecting the brilliant and bustling world below.

But in the instant of alternation between light and dark, during the elegant waltz, as he wrapped his arms around the girl's waist, the girl's gaze fixed on a certain part of the stairway to heaven—

Zhou Baiyu saw it clearly.

A glint of tears appeared in Jiang Lu's eyes.