Chapter 110

Chapter 111: This is the comments section, not a no man’s land!

Sheng Qing Hong’s beauty attack worked like magic. Tickets at 30,000 each sold out fast. He personally handed each one to the customers, along with IKD Aviation Group’s freshly printed promotional brochure.

On the cover, he wore a sleek black fitted top that showed his shape. He leaned lazily on a private red hover car. The picture was so cool and pretty people wanted to cut it out and keep it.

Inside, the brochure introduced IKD’s products: various aircraft, hover cars, unmanned flyers and drones, gliders, and more.

There was also a big note: “In 3 days, we’ll hold a glider and single seat hover car sales event. Prices will be friendly and features thoughtful. Same day buyers can even enjoy a 185 cm male model to accompany practice.”

Qian Qi winked at the ladies and said with a smile: “At IKD, our main product is being thoughtful.”

A female Awakener gave a thumbs up and said: “For real, so thoughtful. If I come back safe, I’ll be there in 3 days.”

“Bring your besties too,” Qian Qi added with a knowing look: “Good things should be shared.”

“Ha, you folks at IKD are fun,” several female Awakeners said with thumbs up.

Those who bought return tickets went into the Dungeon to hunt the boss. The ones who missed out came to ask nervously: “Are you sure there are no more? Can’t you sell one extra?”

They couldn’t help glancing at Sheng Qing Hong, who had slipped behind Qian Qi after the last ticket. His solid muscles made women hungry and men envious, so even some male Awakeners kept sneaking looks.

Qian Qi put on a troubled face and said: “Well…”

A male Awakener spoke up, unhappy: “Hey, why are your helicopter tickets only for female Awakeners? Is IKD planning to do business only with women?”

He huffed: “Do you look down on our spending power?”

“It’s not that…” Qian Qi suddenly got tongue tied. She looked flustered and cast a plea for help at Sheng Qing Hong, who had put his jacket back on.

Catching her look, he strode over with presence and asked: “What’s wrong? Why are we arguing with customers? Did you forget IKD’s service values?”

“Boss,” Qian Qi said, acting stuck, “we only printed 30 tickets and planned to give priority to women. But now many women didn’t get one, and the men think we’re too stingy.”

“I see,” he said, tapping his chin with long fingers. After a moment, he waved decisively: “Then let’s not limit it to printed tickets. Anyone carrying our IKD brochure can pay inside the Dungeon and board.”

“But!” Qian Qi cried, sounding extra worried, “we’ll stay in the Dungeon for two days. If you fly personally the whole time, your body won’t hold up.”

“It’s fine. This is my duty as IKD’s Project Lead,” he said firmly.

“Our helicopter can stay in the air a long time and we brought enough energy,” she pressed, “but many Awakeners will load Magibeasts onto the chopper. That means more losses for us. We need more income to make up for it. The only option is to raise the ticket price.”

“No,” he replied righteously. “Business is built on trust. We can’t jack up the price on the spot.”

“Boss,” Qian Qi wailed like her heart was breaking, “please think it through! We’ll lose money like this.”

He frowned, then raised his hand again: “Here’s a plan. We’ll add 100 special tickets. If you pay the original price now, you can bring one Magibeast corpse out of the Dungeon for free. If you pay inside the Dungeon, every Magibeast costs an extra five thousand for handling.”

Hearing that paying outside meant no handling fee, the Awakeners perked up and rushed in, afraid they’d miss a special ticket.

“I’m buying! I’m buying! Hey, no cutting!”

“Who shoved me? Come on, don’t fight me for it!”

They had never seen marketing with such “script.” Worried IKD would regret the deal, they hurried to transfer money into Qian Qi’s POS machine. Prearranged staff in IKD uniforms walked out of the passenger cabin and took over, greeting and organizing the buyers.

Watching the energy of the crowd, Qian Qi’s lips curled by a tiny, hidden notch. She signaled the hired videographer and editor, and they nodded and slipped away.

An hour later, a video of Sheng Qing Hong’s gorgeous face and knockout muscles blew up on the Dungeon Forum, stirring a storm of comments.

[– Whoa, where is this place? How can there be a guy this handsome?]

[– Looks like First Cloud Mountain Dungeon. I didn’t go because of flight limits. Wow, what did I miss!]

[– Tsk tsk, that body, that face. I heard he’s IKD’s heir? He’s serving us himself? Say no more, I’m on my way!]

[– Heh, it’s just a high level trick to charm our wallets! I won’t fall for it! So I’ll go only to look at him!]

[– Wow, is the aviation industry this competitive now? Please post more! Not enough for me to drool over!]

[– Hey, mind your words up there. This is the comments section, not a no man’s land!]

All over the country, female Awakeners decided to rush to First Cloud Mountain Dungeon for a trip on the spot. The muscle man wasn’t their only reason. They heard IKD’s helicopter would fly into the Dungeon and bring Awakeners out, and they wanted to see how that worked.

Going now also meant getting the freshest info right on site. If the Dungeon’s strategy wasn’t too hard, they could ride IKD’s helicopter out, then enter again earlier than others to look for the Monster boss.

Male Awakeners also headed to Xia City without stopping, excited for the upcoming glider and hover car showcase and eager to enter the Dungeon.

That day, a flood of Awakeners poured into Xia City and this suddenly famous spot. Many ordinary people with no Awakener Skills also came for the handsome guy and to enjoy a trip.

“Little Sheng, keep things running,” Qian Qi said once ticketing ran smoothly. She checked the time. “I have something to do. Remember to fly into the Dungeon at 8 p.m. sharp and bring the passengers back.”

He checked the time too. It was only 6:30. He didn’t know how she was so sure the Dungeon would be cleared at 8. But Plan C had worked step by step so far, so he chose to trust her. He was about to thank her and say so when she suddenly went stern.

“And another thing,” she scolded, pointing at him, “why did you put the jacket back on? Take it off, now! No one asked you to take off your pants. It’s just your arms. Why are you acting scared?”

Couldn’t he learn from her and sell a bit of beauty? Why turn down money?

He looked wronged but took off the jacket. He never thought that the once rich him would one day have to rely on selling looks to save his company.

Inside First Cloud Mountain Dungeon, teams of Awakeners were already exploring. Some who had braved the place in the past two days were fighting Magibeasts. Qian Qi looked down at them through thin clouds with a hint of apology, then grinned, showing small white teeth, and rushed straight toward the Shijia Magi Vine boss.

This time she didn’t put on a show. At exactly 8 p.m., she dropped from the sky and smashed the Shijia Magi Vine boss, gaining Poison Miasma Affinity.

At that moment, every Awakener in the Dungeon felt it: the Dungeon had been cleared.

They froze: [Huh?]

What? How was it suddenly cleared? They had been inside only an hour and a half. Some hadn’t even met a Magibeast yet, and it was over?

Outside, with nerves tight, Sheng Qing Hong saw 8 p.m., pulled on his jacket, jumped into the helicopter, and, under the eyes of the crowd and the live stream, flew into First Cloud Mountain Dungeon.

Those waiting outside watched the entrance with hope, talking about whether IKD’s helicopter could bring the Awakeners back safe. If it could, a lot would change.

For example, the thing people cared about most: housing prices.