Chapter 338: Chapter 338: Dining on the First Floor

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“A heap of gold and silver jewels,” replied Su Man.

Yu Yaqing added, “Us too, all gold, silver, and jewels, with clothes, shoes, handbags, and some medieval collectibles. We searched 64 rooms and found none locked.”

“We also searched 64 rooms. So, this means there are 128 rooms on the second floor.” Su Man looked up at the ceiling, “Should we go upstairs and have a look?”

Yu Yaqing nodded in agreement.

Everyone decided to go back to the spiral staircase, ready to ascend to the next level, when suddenly, from downstairs, a bell rang—

Ding-dong, ding-dong…

Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

Yu Yaqing said in a deep voice, “Let’s go down and check.”

One by one, they all headed downstairs.

Bai Youwei was the last one. She took the folding cane off her wheelchair and struggled to stand up, leaning on the cane at the edge of the stairs.

Staring down at the flight of stairs, she started to get a little dizzy after a while.

She bit her lip, trying to take another step forward…

“Let me carry you down.” Su Man turned back and said with a frown, “You’re too slow like this.”

Zhu Shu wanted to say something but stopped, considering Bai Youwei’s pride. She quietly explained, “The staircase here is quite steep; it’s more strenuous going down than going up.”

Su Man took two steps down the side of Bai Youwei, crouched and turned her back towards her, “Hop on.”

Bai Youwei looked at her back and then at her injured right hand, hesitated for a moment, finally, put down her cane and leaned on Su Man’s back.

“Can you handle it? Don’t cause us both to trip, I don’t want to be your cushion.” Bai Youwei pouted.

“You always talk so much! Hurry up and get on! My good intentions are wasted on you!” Even though Su Man grumbled, she propelled herself and Bai Youwei briskly forward with impressive strength.

Zhu Shu chuckled, picked up the wheelchair, and followed them downstairs quickly.

The bell sound came from the dining room.

A long table draped with a clean tablecloth was placed in the middle of the room, laden with a sumptuous meal.

Of course, the word ‘sumptuous’ here couldn’t really be compared to the banquet the group ate back at base.

But even by pre-apocalyptic standards, this spread would be considered unimaginably extravagant, beyond the wildest imagination of common folk.

Prime steaks, beautifully roasted suckling pig, aromatic turkey, various vegetables and fruits, and an array of finely decorated cakes and desserts. The feast was a feast for the eyes.

The Inspector stood politely beside the table and invited them with a smile,

“Lovely brides, it’s time for lunch. Please, help yourselves.”

Truth be told, none of them were particularly hungry as they had eaten quite a lot before they entered the game. But in the game, time advanced to morning, and after some searching around, it was now noon.

One by one, everyone took their seats.

The table was so long that all seven of them were spread out considerably, sitting quite a distance apart from each other.

Bai Youwei took a sip of her wine. It tasted rather bland, so she set the glass down again.

She mused: Although the system is capable of perfectly replicating the taste of grape wine, it still can’t replicate the flavor which comes with time. The wine here tasted a bit off.

But it would be really fussy to complain about this given the scarcity of supplies.

With that thought, she looked again at the food on her plate.

As she seemed to be observing the food for quite a while, the Inspector ventured to ask in a friendly manner:

“Is there something wrong with our white truffle and gold-thin pancake? You don’t seem to have much of an appetite. Although I can comprehend the melancholy that brides might feel when they are far away from home, I would still recommend you try eating more. The duke will choose the menu for dinner.”

The duke… What would he prefer?

If it all were something they couldn’t eat, would that imply they’d have to go hungry for the whole day if they didn’t finish lunch?

The women exchanged glances and got started on their food, motivated by some worrying assumptions.

Bai Youwei kept silent for a while then started having her lunch.