Transformed into a heartthrob's simp, every day is a battleground.

Chapter 207 Donkey Meat Fire Cult

Yan Xun: "..."

Are you telling me a lame joke?

Wen Yuanzheng immediately protested, "How is it a lame joke?" He pointed to the sky and swore, "It's true!"

“A teammate of mine in a previous dungeon said he had received a donkey meat sandwich from the cult leader.”

“But the leader is also in a bad situation,” Wen Yuanzheng said. “Before entering the game, he seemed to be a corporate slave who worked overtime every day, waiting for his day off. But before he could get his day off, he accidentally entered this game.”

"His only skill is being able to conjure up donkey meat sandwiches anytime, anywhere."

Wen Yuanzheng seemed to suddenly become interested and began to describe the leader of the Donkey Meat Fry Cult to Yan Xun in detail.

"I heard they went to a survival dungeon before, and if it weren't for the leader's donkey meat sandwich, they probably would have been wiped out."

“The teammate I met back then survived thanks to the leader’s donkey meat sandwich,” Wen Yuanzheng said. “After that, he became a believer in the donkey meat sandwich cult.”

"Does this sect have many followers?" Yan Xun asked.

“Those who ate his baked buns all became believers.” Wen Yuanzheng made a gesture of biting into a baked bun. “This is a prayer gesture.”

“However, the cult leader died during one of his dungeon runs,” Wen Yuanzheng said. “My teammate had a good relationship with the cult leader and said he would continue to help him promote the sect and also set up a memorial tablet for him.”

Yan Xun wondered, what does this donkey meat sandwich have to do with me, and why should I care about the Donkey Meat Sandwich Cult?

Wen Yuanzheng thought for a moment, "I heard from my teammate that although the leader is dead, as long as people who believe in the Donkey Meat Sandwich Cult pray sincerely, a donkey meat sandwich will fall from the sky."

He even demonstrated it for me.

“We were in an underground bunker at the time. After he prayed, a donkey meat sandwich appeared in his hand.”

Yan Xun then realized something was amiss. "You mean, even though this player died in the dungeon, praying to him still works?"

“Yes,” Wen Yuanzheng said, “so it’s quite strange.”

“Perhaps Qin Ke’s faith is in one of these small sects,” Wen Yuanzheng said. “The Whale Whisperers think he already has a faith, which is why they don’t bless him.”

"So, do you follow the Donkey Meat Fry Cult?" Yan Xun asked curiously.

Wen Yuanzheng thought to himself, "Am I stupid? I'm going to become a dragon-like overlord by believing in such a useless sect."

So he shook his head. "Of course not."

He then tidied up Yan Xun, "Why don't you try believing in it?"

"No, thank you," Yan Xun said. "I don't really like donkey meat sandwiches."

But no sooner had he finished speaking than a steaming hot donkey meat sandwich appeared in his hand—

Yan Xun: "...?"

Wen Yuanzheng: "!!"

He pointed at Yan Xun and said, "So you really have become a follower of the Donkey Meat Fry Cult!"

"What's there to be embarrassed about!" He tried to put his arm around Yan Xun's shoulder, but gave up when he realized the height difference was too great. "Brother won't laugh at you."

Yan Xun stared at the donkey meat sandwich that had suddenly appeared in his hand, and was now truly bewildered.

He thought for a moment and then opened his live stream.

Who?! Who sent the donkey meat sandwich?!

Where did the fire come from?

[Looking forward to the rest day :)]

Yan Xun looked at the person waiting for their day off, remained silent for a few seconds, then looked down at the donkey meat sandwich, "You?"

[Waiting for a day off: Nods]

[Looking forward to the rest day: Donkey meat sandwich, delicious.]

Yan Xun was silent for three seconds, then said, "Thank you."

"Why are you thanking me?" Wen Yuanzheng asked, puzzled.

"I know who sent the fire." Yan Xun closed the live stream.

Do you know the name of that cult leader?

Wen Yuanzheng shook his head, "How could I know?" But then he thought for a moment, "My teammate told me that before the leader died, he always had a screen name."

"It's called waiting for a rest day."

Yan Xun's day off wasn't to thank him for the fire, but because the other party was willing to show up and hint at an important piece of information—

Even if the player is human, as long as they have enough faith, they can become an alternative existence.

This aligns with the method of physical ascension to sainthood that they discussed during their time at the Retrospective Guild.

Even if the power is small and can only send out a little fire, it has become something else.

However, he remembered that physical items shouldn't be able to be given away in the live stream, so he specifically asked the system.

[Huh? Who cares about something burning!] The system said, [We systems are busy too, you know!]

[These are just ordinary human snacks; give away as many as you like, as long as they can pass through the system's protective shield.]

Yan Xun pondered the meaning of the system's words for a moment, "Those things are not in the same space as us?"

"Of course!" the system said. "Otherwise, the aura of those things would terrify ordinary players."

[Some supernatural forces cannot penetrate that protective barrier.] The green dinosaur scratched its head. [It's not really a protective barrier. Think of it this way: fire won't kill anyone, so nobody cares how many he sends.]

The dinosaur seemed to feel much more familiar with Yan Xun and even secretly revealed some information: "Some things in the system shop were obtained through exchanges with the main system in this way."

"You middlemen?"

"What middleman? This is resource restructuring and reuse," the dinosaur retorted.

Yan Xun held the baked flatbread, looked at it for a while, and took a bite—it was indeed freshly made—it seems that he really has some skill in making baked flatbread on his day off.

Yan Xun looked at Wen Yuanzheng and saw that Wen Yuanzheng was looking at him with a very conflicted expression.

"Why don't you go to the captain's cabin more often during this time? Maybe you can get some hidden missions." Wen Yuanzheng hesitated for a long time before finally speaking.

He still felt that the old man's approach was a bit too extreme.

It's too brutal to kill an entire ship's worth of people so easily!

Yan Xun sensed that Wen Yuanzheng was probably referring to the hidden quest for Blue Gold. He noticed Wen Yuanzheng's hesitation and asked, "Why would you accept a hidden quest?"

Yan Xun asked, "I feel that even the normal mission 2 is quite troublesome."

Wen Yuanzheng certainly couldn't say directly, "If you don't accept the hidden mission, you're doomed." He still didn't want to tell anyone else about the hidden mission.

But the thought of watching a group of people die in the storm because of him, including his future underling Yan Xun, still made Wen Yuanzheng feel a little guilty.

"What if a storm comes?" Wen Yuanzheng asked.

"The captain's diary says that after the storm, they came to unfamiliar waters."

"If the boat capsizes like last time, everyone will fall into the sea."

Yan Xun sensed something was wrong. "But if we accept the hidden mission, won't we fall into the sea?" He looked at Wen Yuanzheng with feigned confusion. "If we're going to fall in anyway, then it doesn't really matter whether we accept it or not."

"Alas!" Wen Yuan sighed inwardly, feeling that the boy was beyond redemption.