Xiao Yu didn't waste any time, using eleven bottles for corpse disintegration on thirty-two bodies. Combined with the previous four bottles, that cost her one hundred and fifty thousand yuan.
She couldn't afford to check the finances at that moment and swiftly moved to the second level of the ship's cabin. This level usually contained the ship's hardware and stored supplies.
Sure enough, as she made her way down to the staircase leading from the second floor to the first, she detected a distinct odor of decay.
Descending, she found the fish had gone bad, the vegetables were spoiled, and maggots were crawling everywhere—it was truly disgusting to the extreme.
Xiao Yu felt a pang of disappointment. After all her efforts, had this ship only been carrying thirty barrels of wine? Was there nothing else besides these?
Just as she was about to leave with regret, she suddenly heard a groaning noise from behind the vegetable racks.
