Time leapt back five minutes.
Su Cheng watched as this wealthy person prepared to hire him for a month, just as he was about to type his reply.
Suddenly—
Ding—
【Candidacy Successful】
【Determination in progress—】
【Identified as: Purposeful Confession】
【Victory has rewards, defeat has penalties, a principle as ancient as time itself】
【System punishment will arrive in five minutes!】
【Countdown begins!】
"Tch."
Su Cheng, hearing the system's prompts, couldn't help but sneer.
Becoming an animal? There’s nothing to fear about that.
Just lock the door, lie down at home for ten minutes, and everything will return to normal.
"Though, what’s going on here?"
Su Cheng scratched his head, genuinely puzzled. He never expected just saying he liked someone online would trigger a confession.
Finally, he shook his head, grabbed his phone, stood up, and went to the living room to lock the door. He then closed all the curtains and grabbed some tissue paper.
“Wait.”
Su Cheng paused, looking at the tissue paper in his hand, annoyed: “What am I even doing with tissue paper?”
With that, he tossed the tissue aside and walked into the bathroom.
He took out the clothes he wore last time.
These clothes were soaked in both fresh and seawater.
That way, even if he transformed into a water creature, he wouldn’t be afraid.
He wrung the water from his clothes and pants into the bathtub.
This way, he should be able to last for ten minutes.
Then, he sat in the tub, awaiting the start of the punishment.
【Punishment begins!】
【Punishment confirmed!】
【Due to past greed and deceit, you have fallen into the Realm of Hungry Ghosts.】
【Punishment: Realm of Hungry Ghosts】
……………
“What the hell?!”
Su Cheng’s face was filled with horror, his eyes wide, his mouth agape, completely lost in the situation.
With a little time left, he pulled out his phone and typed a curse directly, sending it off.
But barely had he typed two words when the system prompt sounded again. He could only click send and begin to feel the changes within himself…
【System punishment has been delivered】
【Classification: Inner Obstruction Ghost】
【Duration: Ten minutes】
“Bang~”
Suddenly, the next second, a blazing flame inexplicably burst from Su Cheng's mouth, blackening the entire bathtub, and his eyes turned bloodshot.
I’ve got the Fireball Jutsu, holy crap!
His heart raced as he quickly covered his mouth and nose, but then an unprecedented hunger hit his stomach. He began to go insane, pulling things out of the system space nonstop.
He felt like he was starving, his stomach grinding against his backbone. So, whatever he pulled out, he intended to stuff into his mouth.
But right as he was about to swallow, he found he couldn’t.
It was stuck in his throat, his throat as narrow as a pinhole. He felt like he was going to die, to choke to death.
In his agony, he hurriedly spat it out. A surge of uncontrollable nausea welled up, making his eyes water.
Yet, even then, he couldn’t control himself the next second. He still shoved something else into his mouth, attempting to swallow!
Another wave of unendurable pain surged through him!
"Ugh."
“Bang bang bang~”
He clutched his head in pain, curling up into a ball, rolling and thrashing in the bathtub, banging into the sides.
Eventually, he vomited again.
But the next moment, he was out of control again, grabbing something else to shove into his mouth. During this time, the pain made his tears flow, blood seeping out from the corners of his mouth.
"Pain! Too much pain!"
Su Cheng’s mind was filled with nothing but this thought.
His heart throbbed violently as he tried to regain control of his mind and body. But the more he resisted, the more his body convulsed.
His mind was in chaos.
He hated himself in this state. Finally, he regained some control. The hand that was about to grab another piece of bread instead picked up a bottle of water next to him.
He unscrewed the cap and drank it all in one gulp.
Luckily, the water successfully entered his stomach.
But the next second, his stomach not only didn’t feel full but burned as if he had just swallowed molten lava!
A scorching heat spread throughout his body, as if every bone and muscle was on fire. His legs burned and tingled, twitching uncontrollably, as if being sliced by a thousand knives.
His head and face felt like they were in a sauna, with an unbearable burning sensation all over his body.
“Bang bang bang~”
The sound of his body slamming into the bathtub echoed continuously.
Su Cheng struggled in agony in the bathtub, his entire spirit on the verge of collapse.
Even so, his hand continued to instinctively grab a piece of bread, intending to shove it into his mouth. But the next second, the bread disappeared, and a pack of cigarettes appeared in his hand.
Then, he sat up, lit a cigarette, and a cloud of smoke surrounded him. His gaze had lost its luster, like a walking corpse, his face pale and bloodless.
Three minutes later, he tried to grab a piece of bread again, intending to stuff it into his mouth. But suddenly, the bread disappeared, and he lit another cigarette…
After repeating this twice,
He collapsed on the floor, his eyes blankly staring at the ceiling.
"This punishment is f***ing terrifying."
Su Cheng gave a bitter laugh, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
【Congratulations, through the system’s 'cleansing,' you have obtained a special one-time skill (Realm of Hungry Ghosts)】
【Realm of Hungry Ghosts】
【One-time skill】
【Effect: Transformation, metamorphosis】
【Duration: 10 minutes】
【System: Use on yourself or a designated greedy individual.】
【System: Let others experience the same torment as you.】
“As if I’d use it on myself!”
Su Cheng suddenly stood up and complained.
The pain he endured just now was still fresh in his memory, worse than death itself.
But then, thinking of something, he pulled out a red potion from the system space, dripped a drop into his mouth, and felt himself recover slightly. Only then did he calm down.
He started cleaning the bathroom, tidying up the mess on the floor.
After doing all this, he checked the time.
He walked into the bedroom and took out his phone, finding many messages from Smart and Clever.
He didn’t hate this person.
Because all of this was his own fault.
If he had stuck to his principles, this wouldn’t have happened.
So, this time, he directly clicked on one of the messages and sent his communication account password, along with his phone number.
Doesn’t Like Oranges: “Here is my account password, along with the phone number for verification. You can have the account. I’ll send you the verification code later.”
Doesn’t Like Oranges: “If you don’t need it, I’ll gather the money within a week and transfer it to you.”
Following that, he blocked the other person’s account, deciding to remove the block after he gathered the money and transferred it.
After sending the message, he tossed his phone aside and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling and lost in thought.
He needed to redefine the system’s punishments.
This confession determination was too absurd.
The other person had just typed a sentence, and it triggered a confession.
What if one day he’s recognized on the street?
And someone says, “I like you, let me bear your children?”
Wouldn’t he get punished again?
And the punishments aren’t just the Animal Realm.
There are also Heaven, Human, Asura, and Hell Realm.
If it’s the Heaven Realm, would he become a god for ten minutes?
Losing his humanity for divinity would likely lead to immense encompassing and controlling tendencies.
As for the Asura Realm?
That’s a realm of warriors, so who knows what might happen?
The more Su Cheng thought about it, the more frightened he became, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. Finally, he got up and ran into the bathroom.
He soaked himself in cold water, letting the icy water wash over his body, hoping to find a solution.
Ultimately, he decided to avoid chatting with girls as much as possible in the future.
He would wear headphones and earplugs wherever he went.
And act as if he had gynephobia, running as fast as he could from any unfamiliar woman.
He lay on the bed again and picked up his phone, casually flipping through his friends list. He saw Ji Qingyi, Liu Qingyue, and Li Guanqi’s accounts.
He didn’t plan to talk about this online with anyone.
Such things were better said in person.
But his gaze lingered on Ji Qingyi’s avatar.
It was the software’s default profile picture.
There was no nickname, just blank.
He had set it up for her today.
So, he found himself adding a note about her and opening the chat box, typing and sending a message: "Is the president here?"
In truth, he didn't expect a reply, just wanted to verify if this president of his would just give him an account and then ditch the phone?
But to his surprise...
After a few minutes, Ji Qingyi actually replied.
The reply, however, left him quite puzzled.
Ji Qingyi: "/doge"
Hmm... it was an expression of raised-head pride.
The other party recalled a message.
Su Cheng was stunned for a long time, until another message came through.
Ji Qingyi: "?"

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