Master's Perverted New Mission

A flash of golden light stabilized the tampered system panel.

The original dark red, evil radiance had been forcibly suppressed by Su Yu, and a faint grey-gold halo now shimmered along the edges of the entire panel.

The malicious task that had originally read "Take an apprentice to plunder luck" had completely vanished, replaced by a new task in glaring, double-sized font:

[Main Quest Updated: Go to the girls' bathhouse and peep!]

The moment the modification took effect, the system prompt in Yu Xiaogang's mind changed its tone.

The system's voice, which had been cold, mechanical, and even carried a hint of haughtiness, now sounded like a broken, jammed phonograph, emitting a harsh, crackling static.

"Beep—zzzt—"

Immediately following, that mechanical voice broadcasted the new task in Yu Xiaogang's mind with an emotionless yet deafeningly loud tone:

"Ding! Main quest updated. Host, please proceed immediately to the Nuoding Primary Soul Master Academy girls' bathhouse to engage in peeping."

This prompt was like a heavy bomb detonating directly inside Yu Xiaogang's mind.

Yu Xiaogang's hand, which had been reaching toward the top of Tang Wu's head and pressing down with all his might, froze mid-air.

He felt as if he had been struck by lightning; his muscles went completely rigid in that instant, as if someone had cast a binding spell on him.

The fanaticism and greed on his face solidified instantly, replaced by an expression of having seen a ghost.

Yu Xiaogang widened his eyes, his eyeballs nearly bulging out of their sockets.

He hung his mouth open, his jaw slack as if dislocated, his face full of disbelief.

He roared frantically in his mind, his voice becoming sharp and hoarse from extreme shock and rage: "System! Have you gone mad? Did you catch a virus? What is going on here!"

Yu Xiaogang felt his sanity on the verge of collapse.

He was a dignified transmigrator, equipped with the powerful Luck Plunder System, and just a second ago, he had been executing a god-level task to plunder the daughter of luck, about to reach the pinnacle of his life.

How, in the next second, did the task turn into such low-class, perverted behavior?

"I am the Grandmaster! I am the number one person in the spirit theory world of the Douluo Continent! You want me to go to the girls' bathhouse to peep? If I get caught, the reputation I've built my whole life will be ruined! I'll have my legs broken and be thrown out of the academy!"

Yu Xiaogang protested at the top of his lungs in his mind, trying to get the system to cancel this absurd task.

However, the system ignored his protests entirely.

Under the rule-rewriting of the Conceptual Eraser, the underlying logic of the system had been forcibly twisted by Su Yu.

To the system, peeping in the girls' bathhouse was now the highest-priority main quest, and any behavior hindering the execution of the task would be judged as a violation.

A massive red warning box popped up directly on the panel, and a huge countdown number began to tick down mercilessly:

[Warning! Host is exhibiting passive-aggressive behavior.]

[Host, execute the task immediately! If you do not move within ten seconds, you will suffer the Five Thunders Strike penalty!]

[10!]

[9!]

Looking at the bright red countdown, beads of cold sweat the size of beans instantly broke out on Yu Xiaogang's forehead.

The cold sweat ran down his cheeks and dripped onto the rosewood desk.

He knew all too well the power of the system's punishment.

The Five Thunders Strike was absolutely no joke; with his fragile body as a level 29 Soul Grand Master, a single strike of lightning would turn him into a charred corpse, and even his soul would be blasted into nothingness.

"No! I can't go! I absolutely cannot go!"

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, desperately channeling the soul power within his body, trying to forcibly regain control of his limbs.

His face turned beet red, the veins on his neck bulged, and his hands were clenched into tight fists, his nails digging into his flesh.

[3!]

[2!]

As the countdown reached its final moments, the system's coercive force erupted completely.

An irresistible, massive power severed the neural connection between Yu Xiaogang's brain and his body, taking full control of his physique.

Yu Xiaogang discovered with horror that his body was completely beyond his control.

His legs bent stiffly, his knees emitting a cracking sound of bone friction.

Immediately after, his two feet were forcibly dragged by some power, making a sharp turn on the mahogany floor.

His arm, which had been reaching toward Tang Wu, lowered mechanically, and he stood like a comical marionette, facing the office door straight on.

"Step, step, step."

Yu Xiaogang's legs took stiff strides, walking toward the door step by step.

His head remained in the posture of wanting to look back, the expression on his face twisted into a knot of fear and humiliation, and tears of shame even streamed from the corners of his eyes, yet his body marched unwaveringly toward the girls' bathhouse.

As Yu Xiaogang turned and left, the evil pressure that had shrouded the office dissipated without a trace.

The air began to circulate again, and the stagnant sandalwood smoke drifted away once more.

Tang Wu felt the mountain that had been pressing down on her suddenly vanish, and her rigid body finally regained sensation.

Her legs went weak, and she nearly collapsed to the floor.

She turned around instantly, diving into Su Yu's arms like a startled little rabbit.

She gripped Su Yu's waist tightly, burying her face in his chest, her body still trembling uncontrollably.

"Brother Yu..." Tang Wu's voice was thick with tears.

In that split second just now, she truly thought she was going to lose everything.

Su Yu took the opportunity to reach out with his left hand, gently patting Tang Wu's back to soothe her emotions.

Meanwhile, Xiao Wu stood to the side, completely bewildered.

She had been ready to fight for her life, her spirit power channeled to the limit in her right leg, prepared to shatter Yu Xiaogang's skull at any moment.

Yet, this man with the crew cut had suddenly acted as if he were possessed; he froze in mid-air, dazed for a moment, before turning around drenched in sweat and convulsing, walking out of the office with the eerie, stiff gait of a zombie.

Xiao Wu slowly lowered her raised right leg, dispersing the spirit power, her rabbit ears twitching in confusion.

She stared with wide, watery eyes at Yu Xiaogang's stiff, retreating back, muttering in utter bewilderment, "Is that old thing having a seizure? He looked like he wanted to eat us alive a second ago, so why did he suddenly spaz out and leave? Where is he even going?"

Su Yu leisurely withdrew his right hand, dissipating the Conceptual Eraser into formless spirit power.

He brushed the dust off his hands in a slow, measured manner, as if he had just performed a trivial task.

Hearing Xiao Wu's question, Su Yu raised an eyebrow at the two girls, a glimmer of mischief flashing in the depths of his eyes.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he prepared to watch the show, gesturing for them to follow.