The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

"Danger!"

Su Yang had sharp ears. He turned around abruptly after hearing the man's voice, pointed at the pink snake below and asked in surprise: "Did you ask Feng Zhi to perform on stage? He is so handsome!"

Wei Zhi - a hermaphroditic beauty, whose true form is a giant tiger that has practiced cultivation for over 60,000 years and is Su Xiang's pet.

When he is a man, he is masculine; when he is a woman, he is feminine; when he is a tiger, he is tiger-like. He is the apparent boss of the Haishang Mingyue Club.

Wei Zhi rubbed his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "It was not my arrangement, this guy loves to be lively, he wanted to ask me to go on stage with him, but I refused and beat him up.

But after being quiet for a while, he slipped away from the office. I knew he had sneaked here."

In the center of the ballroom, a pink snake was shaking its glowing scales into a shower of stars. Just as the guests reached out drunkenly to grab them, the entire hall suddenly shook violently, and the light and shadow of the crystal chandelier twisted into a strange vortex on the emerald floor tiles.

"Roar--!!!"

A tiger roar that pierced the eardrums exploded, and the scarlet curtain was torn apart by an invisible force. A three-meter-tall gilded tiger stepped on the broken runes and leaped into the center of the stage.

The amber fur had a liquid metal-like luster, and the dark golden pupils flashed a hint of doting as they swept over the pink snake.

"His~~~"

The pink snake immediately raised its upper body excitedly, its scales turned a richer pink, and its tongue affectionately wrapped around the tiger's ears.

The tiger let out a low gurgling sound from its throat and gently rubbed the snake's head with the Wang pattern on its head. This intimate interaction instantly set off the whole audience.

The guests screamed and pointed their cell phone cameras at the stage; the flash lights cut the entangled figures of the beasts into countless golden fragments.

As the electronic drum beats suddenly turned into wild African drum rhythms, the tiger's front paws accurately tapped the heavy bass drum beats, and every leap left a golden afterimage.

The pink snake coiled along the tiger's back, and the friction of its scales blended perfectly with the electronic sound effects.

When the tiger rolled up the pink snake with its tail and threw it into the air, the snake's body suddenly burst into a pink rain of light. The guests screamed and reached out to catch it, but only cold mist remained in their palms.

At the climax, the pink snake turned into a stream of light and drilled into the tiger's mouth. The tiger roared to the sky and almost shattered the entire LED background wall.

Golden runes gushed out from the tiger's mouth, weaving into a rotating Bagua formation in the air. At the center of the formation, a pink snake poked half of its body out and spit out its tongue.

The two coordinated with the rise and fall of the mechanical dance floor. Sometimes the tiger pressed the pink snake into the laser matrix, and the sparks produced by the friction between scales and tiger hair illuminated every intoxicated face.

Sometimes a pink snake would dance around the tiger's neck, and wherever its tail swept past, the guests' glasses would be automatically filled with bubbling fluorescent wine.

When the tiger's tail swept across the front VIP area, several ladies took the initiative to reach out and touch the illusory fur, but their fingertips were actually covered with gold powder.

The tiger leaned over and looked at the guests. His dark golden pupils reflected everyone's distorted smiling faces, and the low growl from his throat made everyone's heart tremble violently.

At this moment, the pink snake suddenly wrapped around the tiger's waist and inserted its tongue into the tiger's mouth. At the moment the two were entangled, the runes on the stage dome turned into golden chains, binding them tightly together. The strange liquid dripping from the chains splashed on the guests, causing people to scream even more crazily.

The emerald bricks on the ground oozed warm pink spiritual fluid, blending with the golden runes to form a flowing river of light.

The tiger threw the pink snake high up for the last time, and the snake's body exploded in the air into a sky full of roses, each petal carrying the lingering sound of the tiger's roar.

When this stunning performance was over, the club's luxury really showed its fangs.

The moment the scarlet curtain was opened again, an exciting electronic prompt sound suddenly rang out throughout the hall, and the holographic screen on the dome suddenly lit up with gold-plated numbers.

"Ordinary seat viewing fee: 888 million per ticket!"

No one in the crowd frowned. Instead, they burst into excited screams, and countless black cards rushed to hit the payment screen suspended in the air.

"Oh my goodness, I'm glad I came with you. With 888 million yuan, how long will it take me to make that much money?"

Revolver's eyes became dazzled by the densely packed numbers on the screen and he couldn't help ticking.

"Not only that, the seat I'm taking you to is VIP level, and the single viewing fee is 3000 million."

Revolver was stunned. "What! So expensive?"

Su Yang nodded, "Yeah, it's worth it."

The gilded door of VIP Box No. 1 on the second floor burst open, and the noble lady wearing a pigeon blood ruby mask casually threw the empty diamond-studded champagne glass towards the crystal chandelier, and broken diamonds fell like star rain.

The mechanical butler behind her immediately announced: "VIP Box No. 1, the consumption of drinks is 3.2 million, and the service fee is calculated separately!"

The male companion chuckled, loosened his tie and opened a bottle of Blue Diamond Whiskey worth 50 million. When the amber liquor was poured, it splashed on the custom crocodile leather sofa, but no one cared.

The bulletproof glass of the Supreme Box on the third floor was lowered, and the middle-aged man's fingertips swiped across the holographic menu:

"Make a specimen of the tiger's claws, and then use the gold powder spit out by the pink snake to cover the table."

The moment the mechanical butler reminded him that the total price was 18 billion, the woman next to him had already thrown out her black card: "Put it in my account."

At the bar on the first floor, a drunken wealthy businessman knocked over a glass of "Kiss of the Abyss" cocktail, the walls of which were inlaid with glowing material from alien meteorites.

2800 million worth of drinks were flowing on the ground, but he laughed and took out two black cards: "Ten more glasses! The spilled ones will be my reward!"

Seeing this, the guests around followed suit. Countless expensive drinks were deliberately thrown into the air, reflecting a luxurious waterfall of light under the laser lights.

"This is such a waste!" Revolver stared at these tycoons who squandered natural resources with his eyes wide open. "No matter how rich you are, you can't waste things like this!"

"Everyone who comes here is rich. They are looking for excitement and pleasure. Who would care whether it is a waste?" Su Yang shrugged. He was used to this kind of thing.

In a flash, the entire LED wall turned into a giant ATM interface, with large red characters scrolling:

"A single reward of over 10 billion triggers the 'golden rain' special effect!" Gold bars engraved with the club's totem mixed in the rain of banknotes, clattering down from mid-air onto the ground.

A few drunken tycoons rolled around in the pile of banknotes, their backs aching from the gold bars but they laughed even more wantonly. Their female companions grabbed handfuls of banknotes and threw them into the air, letting the gold dust stain their hair.

A rotating golden altar rose in the center of the stage. Twelve mechanical dancers appeared holding a tray inlaid with blood diamonds. On the tray, handfuls of black cards with a credit limit of billions flashed coldly.

The crowd erupted in cheers like a tsunami. Instead of reaching out to grab the cards, they danced wildly to the drumbeats and kicked the black cards into the air, watching them draw brilliant arcs in the lasers.

There was a noble lady who ripped off her rival's emerald earrings, not to possess them, but to throw the extravagant fragment higher, letting screams and electronic sounds boil in the golden rain.

When the consumption of an anonymous account exceeded 30 billion, the whole building began to shake and liquid gold seeped out from the cracks in the wall.

The guests crowded into the golden stream, some splashed the golden liquid on their companions, some lay in the flowing golden light and twisted their bodies, allowing their high-end custom-made dresses to be dyed golden.

The tycoon's son smashed a whole bottle of champagne to the ground, and the wine and gold mixed into amber waves. People danced wildly on the waves, and their laughter overturned the dome.

In a moment, the club's lobby had become a ruin of money. The floor was littered with banknotes, gold bars, and broken jewels. Guests were staggering from side to side, with almost obsessed smiles on their faces.

The mechanical butler announced, "Total consumption today: 2176 billion! Congratulations to everyone for unlocking the 'Doomsday Carnival' achievement!"

Revolver shook his head as he watched, "This is really crazy..."

Su Yang yawned, "Are you sleepy? Shall we go to the backyard to sleep?"

"Row."