Tang San, Swollen into a Pig Head, Receives a New Social Death Mission

At the mention of Ning Rongrong, Oscar's peach-blossom eyes instantly lit up like searchlights:

"Speaking of which, the girls you brought this time, damn, every single one is prettier than the last! Especially Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu..."

He subconsciously licked his lips, his face full of yearning:

"Boss Dai has clearly set his sights on that icy beauty. As for Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu, then I won't hold back! After all—"

He drew out the last word and cast Tang San a meaningful glance.

"You seem... not very interested in girls?"

Tang San: "...You dare!"

A surge of fury shot straight to his head. He tried to push himself up, only for searing pain to instantly sweep through his entire body. Stars burst before his eyes, and he nearly fainted again.

"HAHAHA!" Oscar laughed without the slightest restraint, waving his hand mockingly. "Save your strength, Pig Head! Look at that face of yours—it's so swollen even your own mother wouldn't recognize you. Moving hurts like hell, and you're still trying to talk tough?"

Tang San ground his teeth in rage, but his body truly felt as though it had fallen apart. He could barely even lift a finger and could only glare viciously at Oscar through eyes swollen into narrow slits.

Not only was Oscar unafraid, he even leaned closer with a shameless grin, lowering his voice seductively.

"But, brother... if you really don't have that kind of interest in Xiao Wu... then I'm going to charge in, all right?"

"Such a cute little beauty—who wouldn't fall for her, right?"

Tang San closed his eyes and directly began circulating the Mysterious Heaven Technique, using silence to show that he refused to engage.

Just wait until I recover! You'll be the first one to test my new hidden weapons!

Seeing that Tang San ignored him, Oscar did not care. Humming an out-of-tune tune, he lay back down and continued fiddling with his precious sausages.

The dormitory was left with only Tang San's faint fluctuations of soul power and Oscar's occasional lecherous chuckles that made people want to punch him.

(Deep in the quiet night at Rice Fragrance Village, dull impacts, bursts of force, and suppressed cries of pain came from the woods—clearly, Zhao Wuji was being "educated" by someone.)

Early in the morning, the thin mist had yet to disperse, and warm sunlight spilled over the country road.

Lin Jiang stretched lazily, feeling refreshed as he slowly wandered toward the village entrance.

Having "appreciated" Tang San's miserable state last night had put him in an exceptionally good mood. His stomach was empty now, so it was the perfect time to find something to eat.

A small stall stood at the village entrance. Freshly griddled flatbreads, golden and crisp, sent an irresistible aroma straight into his nostrils.

Lin Jiang felt the copper soul coins in his pocket and walked over without hesitation.

"Boss, give me a flatbread. Scallions and cilantro, both," he said with a smile.

"Coming right up!" The farmer moved swiftly, rolling the dough and cooking the flatbread in smooth, practiced motions.

Soon, a steaming flatbread with a rich toasted fragrance was handed to Lin Jiang.

He had just taken a bite and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction when he heard shuffling footsteps behind him.

Curiously, he turned around—

"Pfft... cough, cough, cough!"

Lin Jiang nearly choked to death on the flatbread in his mouth. He barely managed not to spray it out, his face turning red from holding back his laughter.

Tang San was walking over with a face swollen into a pig head, like a steamed bun that had risen too much. He limped along, every step unsteady.

Xiao Wu carefully supported him at his side, glancing at his horrifyingly battered face from time to time with a pained expression, her brows tightly furrowed.

This look! It was ten times more spectacular than after Zhao Wuji had beaten him up yesterday!

His nose was bruised, his face was swollen, and his eyes had been reduced to two narrow slits. He looked exactly like a walking reaction meme.

Xiao Wu sharply sensed someone watching them. Turning her gaze, she met Lin Jiang's eyes, which still carried a trace of amusement he had not managed to hide.

She froze slightly, and a flash of surprise passed through her clear, wide eyes. "Huh? This person..."

Lin Jiang was already handsome and tall. Under the morning sunlight, his neat outfit made his outstanding temperament even more apparent, causing him to stand out sharply against the plain village entrance.

Although Xiao Wu cared deeply about Tang San, her instinctive appreciation for beautiful things still made her unable to resist taking a couple more looks.

Tang San immediately noticed Xiao Wu's gaze. He struggled to open his slit-like swollen eyes and looked at Lin Jiang warily, his voice muffled.

"Xiao Wu? You know him?"

Xiao Wu shook her head and frankly said, "No. I just think he... looks pretty good."

Tang San: "..." I'm already like this, and you're still looking at someone else?! Good-looking? Could he possibly be better-looking than I normally am?!

Seeing the two whispering to each other, Lin Jiang was just about to pretend nothing had happened and leave—

"Waaah—!!"

A piercing scream from a girl, thick with tears, suddenly tore through the morning silence!

"Go away! Stop pestering me! I told you, we're done!" The girl's voice was filled with anger and determination.

Immediately afterward came the furious roar of a boy, nearly a howl.

"Cuihua! Why?! Haven't I treated you well enough?! Why are we breaking up?!"

The sudden commotion instantly drew the attention of Lin Jiang, Tang San, and Xiao Wu. All three turned to look at once.

By the roadside, a teenage boy and girl were engaged in a heated argument.

The girl looked about fourteen or fifteen. She wore a plain farm dress and had delicate features, though her face was pale at the moment.

The boy standing opposite her, stubbornly blocking her path, was younger, and his build...

Was exceedingly round, like a sturdy ball of meat.

Most eye-catching of all were the two wisps of mustache hanging over his lips—sparse and soft like newly sprouted grass. Paired with his puffed-up round face and tiny eyes opened wide, he looked exactly like a little fat hamster!

"Pfft!" Unable to hold it in, Xiao Wu burst out laughing. "Oh my god, that mustache... Hahaha, it's so funny!"

Tang San narrowed his swollen eyes and struggled to focus, silently evaluating him. Mm... very distinctive.

Lin Jiang, meanwhile, curled his lips into a subtle, deeply amused smile.

Evil Fire Phoenix! Ma Hongjun!

Watching this lively "rural romance breakup drama" unfold before him, a sharp gleam flashed through Lin Jiang's eyes, and his heart began pounding with excitement.

A heaven-sent opportunity! Tool man Tang San, your new script—has arrived!

Almost the instant Lin Jiang's thought settled, a cold mechanical voice arrived in Tang San's head, which was still ringing from yesterday's beating.

[Ding! The Godhood System has issued a mission!]

[Mission: Walk up to Cuihua and completely repeat the next five sentences Ma Hongjun is about to say!]

[Mission Reward: Charm +1!]

[Mission Failure: No penalty.]

[Time Limit: Effective immediately!]

"Charm?!"

Tang San's slit-like swollen eyes abruptly widened a little, and his heart began racing against his will.

Just moments ago, Xiao Wu had looked twice at that handsome passerby, Lin Jiang, and Tang San had developed an unprecedented sense of inferiority and anxiety over his pig-headed appearance!

And now the system was offering a reward of "Charm"?

Wouldn't increasing charm mean becoming more handsome?

This was exactly a pillow delivered when he was sleepy!

I'll do it!

Tang San's heart was instantly filled with desire, and even his swollen, aching cheeks seemed to grow hotter.

"That fatty looks stupid. He probably won't say anything earth-shattering. Just repeating a few lines—easy! For the sake of becoming more handsome... no, for strength!"