CHAPTER 501: CHAPTER 130 SECOND TIME (REQUESTING MONTHLY VOTES)

"F*ck!

Wait a minute...

No way, right?

Don’t, you can’t do this! You freaking can’t do this!

Xu Shu’s face turned green as he tried with all his might to preserve his last shred of dignity.

However, it was too late.

"Aiya, damn, although the oilfish toxin didn’t manage to neutralize your Epic and Legendary Curse Seals, you directly ingested this topical poison. Even with your strong stomach, now it’s finally given way."

"Master?"

"Behind you, the pitiful white-furred lioness, Ji Yu, looks at you in astonishment, her eyes wide as she watches you get closer."

"The closer you get to her, the further she is from safety."

"Even if it’s unacceptable to your heart, there’s no denying that what you’re doing right now is precisely this—"

"Amidst the hissing of gas, the greasy semi-fluid, much like the swill from a shoddy diner’s kitchen, bursts through everything like a high-pressure water cannon."

"It plunges three thousand feet as if the Milky Way has fallen from the heavens."

"You have diarrhea."

"—Sizzle~ Boom!"

"In an instant, silence fell over the entire battlefield, flying feces the only melody."

"First was the lioness, Ji Yu, who you’d just desecrated, a combination of the Nagoul Demon Chosen and the Yang God. This time you didn’t limit yourself to a small area but used her entire body as a canvas, staining her with color."

"Next were the four ’criminals’ emerging from the shadows, knives at the ready like wolves surrounding their prey, who hoped to overpower you with their numbers and deliver a cowardly blow. But instead of stealing the chicken, they lost the rice, getting doused head to toe in an instant."

"Then there was the Second Rank ’prisoner’ hanging upside down from the ceiling, using ’cages’ to control you; he was hit squarely because the water pressure was too high, even swallowing three big mouthfuls."

"At this moment, even the Jiaha Oil Well of the past paled in comparison."

"The oilfish’s deterrent was too great, and you had held it for too long, so your belly’s build-up erupted, leading to diarrhea for a full three minutes."

"F*ck, what the hell is this vomit!"

"Save me... my nostrils are being clogged with vomit, cough cough cough cough!"

"Help me... ah! My ears... ah, someone help clean my ears! Save me!"

"F*ck your mother’s vomit, spit! Kill him, vomit—slather it on him!!!"

"Amidst the earth-shattering yells, several white-robed criminals, now donning yellow robes, charged at you with red eyes and tears, screaming for their parents, and tore you to pieces."

"?"

"Why didn’t you fight back?"

"You still had a bit of strength left, you hadn’t finished pooping yet, you could have continued, doing ton’s worth of psychological damage, right?"

"Why didn’t you keep going? Huh?"

"You were hacked to death by frenzied blades, and finally, with your eyes closed, tears of shame trickled down."

"You’ve died, the campaign is over, settling accounts..."

"Assessment: You are you, a different kind of firework. A turn of the head, a charming smile that dims all the makeup in the palace."

"You could’ve dominated the masses with an invincible presence, yet you chose to willingly die a dignified death, no fear of being shattered to pieces, leaving your feces in the human world."

"Very well, truly an engaging farce; thank you, Master. The Tai Chu Scroll is quite satisfied."

"You’ve gained an item: Human Filth (Fine)."

"You’ve triggered the keyword: Heavenly Defiance, your reward has been upgraded by one level."

Human Filth (Fine) "Human Filth (Excellent)

"Human Filth (Excellent): A special type of laxative, the sorrow of new sh*t! Using this item will release a special foul language within a certain range, affecting multiple targets."

"Targets shrouded in Human Filth will, for the next three minutes, be unable to contain their explosive diarrhea, their combat abilities significantly weakened, and after finishing, their sense of shame will be utterly shattered, leading to a strong tendency to self-destruct."

"Note: The psychological impact on certain deviant behavioral artists may be slightly diminished, but the basic laxative effect will not be weakened."

"Today’s open count: 2/3"

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"Vomit... I curse your grandpa... I’m dirty now..."

The fog and revolving lantern before Xu Shu quickly dissipated as he returned to reality, nearly stumbling over a mechanism on the ship’s wheel while opening the door.

Such uncontrollable diarrhea was an ultimate humiliation, even more shameful than his first encounter with Nagoul’s little demon in the underground tunnel.

And because of this, at the very end, although he was nearly drained from the ordeal, he still had a certain amount of strength and could have fought back, possibly killing two to three members of the Salvation Army.

Instead, he chose to stay still and be slaughtered.

After all, fighting back was hopeless, better to leave with just a little dignity while the enemies were blinded by rage. Better to be killed swiftly.

It also avoided them coming to their senses and deciding to torture him and interrogate him fiercely.

Not a bad deal.

"...Phew, it’s a bit perverse, but it’s okay after all, this is just a scenario, a future that has yet to happen!"

Xu Shu took a deep breath, regained his spirits, and forgot some unpleasant experiences.

"Master, quick, open the door! If we delay any longer, my wife won’t make it!"

Seeing Xu Shu stopping, Ji Yang couldn’t help but urge him on.

At this moment, he was still diligently performing the role of an "unlucky old man."

Little did he know that all his cards had already been laid out by Xu Shu.

This made Xu Shu also sigh.

Indeed, strength is the most important thing!