"You've got to be kidding!"
"What else can I say? We're dead now."
Looking at the trembling Joke Specter and Elbow-Strike Specter, Chen Feng knew he had taken things too far.
Just moments ago, after an hour-long disclaimer, Chen Feng had successfully gotten Joke Specter to snap the Willow Branch and delete the Ancestor of Flame Demons' World Item.
But there was no such thing as a free lunch. Under the principle of equivalent exchange, anyone who used the Willow Branch to make a wish also had to fulfill one wish for Wish-Granter Specter.
Refusing would trigger Wish-Granter Specter's killing rule, permanently inflicting single universe-level bad luck on them and undoing the wish that had already been granted.
Chen Feng asked the two specters for details.
If a blessing was the universe's love, then bad luck was naturally the universe's hatred.
Anyone afflicted with it would end up like the characters in Final Destination: accidents would happen wherever they went.
Elbow-Strike Specter gave an example. "Say you board Flight 180. The plane will definitely malfunction and crash."
Chen Feng, a young Chinese man, breathed a sigh of relief. "Doesn't matter. I can fly."
"Say you try to enhance your equipment. It'll definitely fail."
"Doesn't matter. It's never succeeded anyway."
"If you buy Iced Black Tea, it'll definitely be room temperature."
At that, Chen Feng immediately suggested, "Then let's talk about the wish instead."
Joke Specter was dumbfounded. "So the last one was the worst?"
Exactly.
Room-temperature Iced Black Tea was practically horse piss.
Chen Feng asked Joke Specter what wish it had heard when it snapped the Willow Branch.
Joke Specter stammered, "It told me to go play games in Big Brother's cabin."
"Big Brother? Who's that?"
Before Chen Feng could finish, he saw Elbow-Strike Specter grab the Willow Branch