Chapter 4: Please Don’t Lift My Skirt, Okay? 4

The man laughed, but Shi Xingluo couldn’t clearly see his expression, only hearing that his tone had noticeably lightened. “No, you’re mistaken. I’m very ugly.”

So, the prey he had unexpectedly taken a fancy to tonight preferred judging by appearances?

How convenient—fortunately, he did possess a face that could genuinely be considered quite handsome.

Shi Xingluo leaned lazily against the wall, but in the next instant, he suddenly made a surprise move to snatch the man’s baseball cap. “Whether I’m mistaken or not, I’ll only know after seeing for myself!”

Unexpectedly, what should have been a sure-success ambush was met with the man abruptly stepping back and tightening his cap on his head. “It’ll scare you. Don’t ignore my warning.”

Oh ho, he dodged it again!?

This greatly ignited Shi Xingluo’s competitive spirit. He raised his hand and reached for the man’s head once more!

But the man unhurriedly caught his wrist. “You”

Gurgle.

A stomach rumble interrupted him.

Shi Xingluo embarrassedly covered his abdomen. “You said you’d treat me to a meal.”

He couldn’t stand the feeling of hunger even a little.

Besides, he refused to believe this mysterious guy wouldn’t remove his cap while eating.

However, it soon became clear that Shi Xingluo had underestimated just how “unwilling to show his face” the man was.

“You can use this card freely.”

After exiting the alley, the man escorted Shi Xingluo to a nearby restaurant.

Yet, after handing him a card, the man simply pressed down his hat brim, turned around, and left.

“Hey, you”

Just as Shi Xingluo was about to stand and grab him, the soul-deep hunger began to corrode his resolve.

After a brief internal struggle, Shi Xingluo sat back down and pointed at the menu. “I’ll have everything.”

The waiter doubted his own hearing. “Sorry, miss, what did you say?”

Shi Xingluo was already struggling to control his salivation. “Bring everything first. If it’s not enough, I’ll order a second round.”

The waiter stiffened in shock; finally certain he hadn’t misheard. “Please wait a moment, we’ll prepare your order right away!”

Unbeknownst to the thoroughly satisfied Shi Xingluo, the man who appeared to have left was still outside the restaurant.

He stood quietly in a dark corner across the street, watching Shi Xingluo through the restaurant’s floor-to-ceiling window.

Pulling out his phone, he saw a text message: Dear esteemed guest of Xingyue Restaurant, your prepaid card has been charged… 129,964.00 yuan.

The man: ???

Tsk, was this little rascal getting back at him?

But soon, his assumption was disproven by the sight of dish after dish being rapidly devoured by Shi Xingluo.

!?

His pupils dilated silently, staring in shock at Shi Xingluo eating with greasy lips.

It’s fine, it’s fine… A good appetite is a blessing…

This was someone he had chosen himself, no big deal, just a meal’s cost after all.

As dishes kept arriving, Shi Xingluo swept through them like a whirlwind. By the time the final dish was served, he had already finished most of the previous ones.

Not only was the waiter stunned, but even the System, which had just reconnected, was dumbfounded. “Host, is this appetite even humanly possible?”

Shi Xingluo, still with oil glistening at the corner of his mouth, ate heartily. “I’ve never eaten this full before. I truly have never eaten this full before.”

The System immediately felt a pang of sympathy. “Host…”

However, Shi Xingluo’s next words were, “You lost. A thousand Points, hurry up.”

System: “…”

Fortunately, the System was a good sport. With a ding, a thousand Points were transferred to Shi Xingluo’s account.

“Ahem, Host, our mission is quite urgent…”

The Demon God had gone berserk overnight, and his Soul Shards had shattered into the small worlds. To prevent the Demon God’s Soul Shards from completely collapsing and destroying the small worlds, the Quick Transmigration Administration had urgently selected its Host to turn the tide.

“I was just about to ask you,” Shi Xingluo said, his mouth never stopping, though it didn’t hinder communication in his Sea of Consciousness. “You haven’t even told me how to identify which one is the Demon God. How am I supposed to carry out the mission?”

The System froze, stammering for a long while before whispering meekly, “The Demon God is too powerful; the System cannot directly lock onto his host body. But as long as the Host has intimate contact with the Demon God’s soul, it will trigger his Destruction Value.”

Shi Xingluo, who had been eating until his mouth was greasy, paused for an unprecedented second, his beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowing slightly. “Oh? What kind of intimate contact are we talking about?”

The System clutched its head. “Well, like… deep communication~”

Shi Xingluo slammed his chopsticks down abruptly. “Did I come here to complete a mission or to sell my body?”

“Besides,” Shi Xingluo’s expression turned fierce, “there are so many people in the world. Am I supposed to sleep with everyone, regardless of gender or age, to see which one triggers the Destruction Value and identify this damn Demon God?”

The System was dumbfounded, even involuntarily imagining that scenario, and was instantly thunderstruck. “Uh…”

That really wouldn’t work.

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