Ren Ye felt that the task he had received was truly shameful and disgusting. He also fully understood why the Heavenly Dao rules had repeatedly warned him that this Star Gate was extreme.
In Ren Ye's mind, feeding children gutter oil was worthy of the death penalty, an act utterly devoid of humanity. But in this absurd, bizarre Star Gate, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and do it, constantly reassuring himself, Heh, none of this is real. The Star Gate generated it all, and everyone eating the oil is just a remnant soul.
At the fast-food restaurant's back door, Wang Laogou spoke toward a blue truck. "I'll be waiting for good news."
I wish your whole family sores on your assholes every day, the kind that rot all the way into your large intestines and won't heal even with Yunnan Baiyao. After politely greeting the man's entire family in his mind, Ren Ye smiled and said, "All right, boss."
Vroom!
With that, he deftly maneuvered the blue truck away from the fast-food restaurant's back door.
On the road, Ren Ye wondered, It's just an oil delivery. Why on earth is the difficulty rated SSS?
Am I going to be struck by divine punishment, or is my asshole really going to rot?
Please, no. Ai Fei once said I had a pretty perky butt...
As these thoughts ran through his head, he continued pondering.
So far, the tasks this Star Gate assigned were all extremely vague. There was no specific guidance or rules governing how things worked. Every step depended on his own guesses.
That undoubtedly made things difficult. It even felt harder than the Immortality Mountain secret realm. The core mechanics of that task had mainly involved following the Witch Lord's train of thought, with a