"Stuffed to death?"
Su Nian raised his dragon claw in frustration and tapped the rocky steps.
"How many times have I taught you all?"
"Do you even understand the concept of recycling?"
"Do you know what sustainable development means?"
"Didn't I tell you to let him absorb while creating more at the same time? Even if he can't handle it at first, just keep trying a few more times. Eventually, he would absorb it, wouldn't he? Sigh—"
Su Nian let out a helpless sigh, looking at the trembling Gnolls before him with an expression of deep disappointment, as if lamenting their incompetence.
"Master, we followed your instructions."
"But he suddenly took the initiative... and absorbed it all at once..."
Grey Wolf glanced up at the black dragon, his clumsy wolf claws gesturing awkwardly to mimic the scene of the human shoving Oli-gay into his mouth.
Then he lowered his head.
Although there were reasons for what happened, he still felt guilty for failing to fulfill his master's orders.
After all, he'd finally found such an evil master, and he was determined to follow him loyally!
"You're saying that, to stuff himself to death, he seized the moment when you weren't paying attention and just wolfed it all down?"
"Yes."
"Holy crap! That hardcore?!"
Su Nian was dumbfounded. He leaned back tactically while holding the little loli in his arms. Even his leisurely swaying dragon tail froze mid-air, and his dragon head rested lightly on the girl's head, his expression turning blank.
He had known that Moriyama Yajin would try to find a way to kill himself. He could have bitten his tongue or drowned himself in a cesspit, but stuffing himself to the point of bursting his stomach? That was something Su Nian had never anticipated.
"It seems the bottom line of these Sakura Island players is even lower than I thought..."
Su Nian rubbed his chin gently against the little loli's head, inhaling the faint milky scent emanating from her as he pondered.
"It seems that mere torture like this isn't enough; I need to step up my game."
"Grey Wolf, tell me, which magical creature's metabolic byproducts are the most potent?"
Meanwhile, at Sakura Island's No. 1 Novice Village.
Sakura Respawn Point.
Moriyama Yajin crawled out of the respawn point, trembling and retching. His stomach had already been emptied, and now he was only spewing gastric acid.
The respawn had reset his physical state.
His stomach no longer contained the fifty pounds of "supplies" from earlier, but the memory was still seared into his mind.
Oli-gay, Oli-gay everywhere, filling his mind. All kinds of colors, flavors, fermented, rancid, maggot-infested, and some even washed down with urine to seal the deal. Who could endure this?
Moriyama Yajin sniffed, but no matter how he tried, all he could smell was the stench of feces.
His entire being had been violated by the filth. His taste buds were ruined, and everything had turned into the shape of excrement in his mind.
"Wuwuwu..."
Under the puzzled gazes of the other Sakura Island players, the once fierce and ruthless man broke down and cried bitterly.
"Yajin-kun, what happened? What did those vile monsters do to you?"
As soon as Moriyama Yajin respawned, Yamaguchi Muraji rushed over with his two bodyguards.
"Yajin-kun, pull yourself together! We are the mighty Imperial Warriors; we mustn't show weakness like this!"
Yamaguchi Muraji sternly encouraged his subordinate.
In his eyes, his bodyguard shouldn't be so easily shaken. Could it be that those monsters had played some kind of philosophical game with Yajin-kun?
Faced with his young master's slightly reproachful concern, Moriyama Yajin remained unmoved and only cried harder. Having vomited so much, his stomach let out a "gurgling" sound.
"Young Master, I think Yajin-san must be starving," said Yoshikawa Gouko, smiling as she heard the growling of Moriyama Yajin's stomach.
"I told you, Yajin-san wouldn't have faced any serious issues. He must have been locked up by those monsters for too long and gotten hungry."
"Yoshi!"
Yamaguchi Muraji nodded in agreement and gave Yoshikawa Gouko an approving look.
"You are absolutely right. Now, let's redeem a feast for our Yajin-san."
"Everyone can eat together. It's been a tough journey!"
To his credit, Yamaguchi Muraji was a considerate leader. Despite returning empty-handed with no treasure chest rewards and suffering heavy losses, he was still willing to use the remaining invasion points to redeem some food for his subordinates.
Opening the invasion points exchange shop, he browsed through the dazzling array of food options. Looking at the two hundred or so invasion points he had left, then at Moriyama Yajin, who lay on the ground looking "starved" and pale, Yamaguchi Muraji gritted his teeth and spent a hundred invasion points to redeem a roasted suckling pig.
"No one would spend invasion points on such food. At this moment, I must appear as a wise and heroic leader in Yajin-kun's eyes."
Indeed, I am a master of leadership!
Thinking this, Yamaguchi Muraji's lips curled into a friendly smile, ready to accept Moriyama Yajin's tearful gratitude and pledge of loyalty.
However, when Moriyama Yajin saw the glistening roasted suckling pig, his eyes seemed to see a pile of excrement instead. He couldn't even smell the aroma of the roast.
The mere thought of putting that roasted pig into his mouth brought back the hellish experience from five minutes ago.
The young master was clearly trying to kill him.
"Wuwuwu..."
Moriyama Yajin felt even worse, crying louder now and even starting to dry heave.
"This..."
Yamaguchi Muraji and his two bodyguards exchanged glances, thinking that perhaps Yajin-kun was so moved that he couldn't stop crying.
"Yajin-kun, no need to be so emotional. This is what I, as your young master, should do!"
Yamaguchi Muraji patted Moriyama Yajin's shoulder comfortingly and tore off a large, juicy piece of pork leg, holding it out to him.
"Yajin-kun, eat up! This is the succulent pork leg! If I recall correctly, this is your favorite part."
The pork leg so close to his face made Moriyama Yajin feel as if he were mourning. Trembling, he looked up at his young master, but in the end, he couldn't hold back. A mouthful of suppressed gastric acid spewed out:
"Urgh..."
Half an hour later, a barely recovered Moriyama Yajin sat on a rock, his face pale and his stomach letting out constant burps. From time to time, he still felt the urge to retch.
Now, everything he saw looked like excrement.
Even his young master.
"A black dragon? Gnolls? Cockatrice?"
"So, you're saying those monsters fed you dozens of pounds of excrement?"
"Urgh—yes, cough... If possible, young master, could you please not bring this up again? I'm really... urgh... on the verge of vomiting myself into oblivion..."
Yamaguchi Muraji watched silently as Moriyama Yajin's health bar started to decrease bit by bit. He decided not to further provoke his subordinate, but at the same time, he harbored immense hatred for the humiliation those monsters had inflicted upon them.
In fact, Yamaguchi Muraji wasn't the only one feeling this way. Many Sakura Island players who had ventured out of the novice safe zone shared similar sentiments.
If they weren't killed by traps in treasure chests, they were ambushed by monsters that suddenly appeared.
Then, before they could react, they were swarmed by a horde of monsters, beaten to a pulp, and eventually sent back to the respawn point in utter bewilderment.
Arrogant rabbits smoking cigarettes, Gnolls swinging nunchucks, Cockatrices smashing rocks with their claws, and Kobolds riding Spearboars to attack their nether regions—all of this was gradually fueling the anger simmering in the hearts of the Sakura Island players. """
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