"You better not be fucking with me. After I eat this, are you gonna tell me I didn't really need to?" Wen Xishu truly didn't want to eat it, which made him question the truthfulness of the guide's words.
The guide shook his head helplessly:
"How could I lie? A guide can choose to withhold information but can never lie outright."
Wen Xishu looked at the ten fingers and asked again:
"Can't I choose to... cook them first?"
The black Deceitful Head was a bit speechless: "Please consume them directly."
Wen Xishu took a deep breath and thought, to become stronger, one must endure some pain, right? Compared to climbing the tower, maybe eating something disgusting was manageable?
Incorrect... Climbing the tower still seemed more acceptable.
Nonetheless, Wen Xishu decided not to dwell on it and one by one, swallowed the fingers that had existed longer than many countries' histories.
This process was painful for Wen Xishu. More than once, he longed for Zheng Zai's sequence.
