"Holy shit!?"
In the kitchen of Fallen Leaf Camp, Veteran stared blankly at the mountain of potatoes before him, a small knife in his hand and his jaw practically hanging to the floor.
Were they cooking for pigs?!
How many tons of potatoes did these guys eat in a day?!
However...
The cook who had assigned him the task paid no attention to his expression and merely ordered him in a commanding tone.
"You... you're called Pangolin, right? These potatoes are your work for today. I want to see them all washed and peeled before evening."
"If you don't finish, you'll regret it."
Having thrown out those words, the cook disappeared somewhere.
Looking at the little knife in his hand, then at the three scrawny survivors beside him, Veteran felt like crying without tears.
"This... when the hell am I supposed to finish peeling all this?"
Yesterday, he had been bragging on the official website that he had completed the workload of three people in just half a day. Yet the moment he logged in today, yesterday's workload had become today's standard—and it had been quadrupled.
They were seriously milking a fat sheep for all it was worth.
The key was that there wasn't even a quest reward!
Compared to the Legion, their esteemed Administrator was practically a living bodhisattva!
No, wait...
Did these shitheads even deserve to be mentioned in the same breath as the Administrator??
The more Veteran thought about it, the angrier he became. He clenched the little knife and nearly chased after that arrogant fat pig to give his ass a new hole.
However, remembering the hidden quest he had unlocked on the official website last night and its generous reward, he finally took a deep breath and forced himself to endure it.
A real man