Everyone Has Red-Eye Disease: Why Can He Get Immortal Grass for Free?

Angel Rakshasa Dong carried Tang San like that and, in just a few steps, reached the stretch of ground not far from the restaurant that looked as though it had been bombarded by meteors.

"Duang!"

She casually tossed Tang San beside a huge pit.

Immediately afterward came another crisp metallic clang.

The repaired shovel, gleaming with a cold light, was viciously thrown into Tang San's arms.

"Kid."

"Hurry up."

"Fill in every last one of these pits for me."

"Otherwise..."

The smile on her face grew sweeter—and more dangerous.

"I'll let you have a taste of what real... 'motherly love' is."

Tang San looked at the countless pits stretching almost as far as the eye could see.

She wanted him... to use this thing to fill all those pits?

She wanted him to do such lowly, degrading manual labor?

"No..."

Tang San clenched the shovel so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

"I... I won't do it!"

He abruptly raised his head and glared at Angel Rakshasa Dong with eyes full of defiance and unyielding resistance.

Yet Angel Rakshasa Dong merely raised an eyebrow, a teasing smile appearing on her face.

"Oh? You've got quite the backbone."

She did not get angry. Instead, she slowly pulled out a jet-black whip as thick as a thumb from who knew where.

She gave the whip a light flick of her wrist, and it let out a sharp crack through the air.

"Pa!"

Then she swung her wrist, and the whip lashed out like a venomous snake striking from its hole, viciously striking the ground beside Tang San's feet!

The hard bluestone pavement instantly split with web-like cracks!

Hiss—!

Tang San felt a chill shoot from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head!

He had no doubt that