13: Make me another one! I'll do anything!

Holding a bowl of stinky tofu, Li An was eating with great relish, having now transformed into Lu Chuan's crazy little fanboy.

Of course, in his eyes, Lu Chuan was still that cunning and insidious devil in a young man's skin.

After all, only a devil could create such an incredibly stinky yet incredibly delicious, super invincible, explosively tasty stinky tofu.

At this moment, Lu Chuan's mouth was also twitching uncontrollably.

Finally, just as his expression was about to break, he quickly lowered his head, grabbed a rag, and once again wiped the counter that reflected the light... A few minutes earlier... Lu Chuan, having been rejected by the system once again, could only reluctantly give up on calling an ambulance.

Fortunately, Li An, after trembling all over as if having an epileptic fit, suddenly regained his composure.

Seeing this, Lu Chuan also breathed a sigh of relief.

It was good that he was alright; otherwise, if something happened in front of his stall...

Even though it had nothing to do with him, he would still feel bad.

However, at this moment, Li An seemed to have a screw loose again, suddenly approaching the stall with a fawning expression and, in an extremely sincere and humble tone, asked Lu Chuan to sell him a portion of stinky tofu.

"My... My Lord, could you please personally make a portion of the most evil and wicked hellish meal and sell it to your loyal future subordinate?"

"Huh?"

"I'm so sorry! I forgot you wanted to hide your identity... Then, could you please make a very normal, incredibly normal, ordinary stinky tofu and sell it to your loyal future subordinate?"

"Uh... I don't understand, 'smida'..."

"My Lord's cautious attitude truly fills this humble one with admiration. This humble one's reverence for My Lord is like a surging river..."

"Stop, stop, stop! What exactly are you talking about?"

"My Lord, I understand, I understand, you don't want to reveal your identity..."

"Wait a minute, I really don't know what you're trying to say... Um, you want a portion of stinky tofu, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I want it!!! Thank you, My Lord, I worship you!!!"

"...There's no need! Large or small? Large is 30, small is 18. There are sauces on the counter you can choose from."

"Large, large, it must be large. My reverence for My Lord is just like this large portion..."

"..."

...After a conversation where they talked past each other, Lu Chuan went almost full throttle, making a bowl of stinky tofu with an ultra-serious attitude.

Then, with a sigh of relief, he handed the stinky tofu to Li An, who had an incredibly ambiguous look in his eyes.

Li An, bowing and scraping, took it with both hands, still muttering strange words like "devotion" and "loyalty."

Watching Li An, who took the stinky tofu and looked back every three steps, Lu Chuan's toes had successfully carved the word 'embarrassment' into the ground.

He couldn't take it anymore. He summoned the system and complained wildly.

"Seriously, is there something wrong with this person?"

The system text flickered.

[Please host, focus on running your stall and do not slander any customer.]

"System, am I supposed to accept everyone who comes? What if this kind of person, who clearly seems ill, suddenly has an episode? Won't they extort me?"

[The host does not need to worry about that. The system will actively help the host avoid risks such as extortion and blackmail as appropriate.]

"Oh, I see, that's good."

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Li An looked at the young man who still maintained a stiff smile, standing like a wooden dummy behind the stall, his excitement indescribable.

"It's true, it's really true!"

Just now, relying on his extensive novel reading, he had guessed that this devil in the guise of a young man was pretending to be a snack stall owner to gather information.

He was indeed very scared at first, thinking his life was about to end.

But as time passed, the devil in the guise of a young man never made a move against him.

Only then did he finally recover his composure from the panic.

Later, he had a flash of inspiration, once again drawing inspiration from those novel plots.

Why would this devil be content with staying in one corner? Was it because he looked down on the prosperity of the human world?

That certainly wasn't it, otherwise he wouldn't have come from hell to the human world and pretended to be a stinky tofu stall owner.

There was only one explanation: he was short-handed!

At this moment, Li An quickly glanced again at the few people whose behavior was clearly abnormal.

His guess became a little clearer.

Evidently, this devil was approaching customers at close range by selling stinky tofu, and accepting potential customers as future subordinates.

And these few people gathered here now might have already successfully passed his inspection!

And were about to gain extraordinary power!

Since that was the case, if these guys who looked mentally unstable could do it, then why couldn't he, Li An?!

The moment he thought of the magical powers described in novels, such as flying through the sky and burrowing into the earth, breathing fire and spitting water, Li An's breathing became heavy.

Yes!

He also wanted to become extraordinary!!

He was already tired of his current life!!!

He didn't want to be a simp anymore, he wanted to be a ladies' man!!!!

Thus, with a grand ideal in mind, Li An bravely and shamelessly approached the stall.

And successfully, through his words, convinced the devil in the guise of a young man, obtaining an entry ticket to the extraordinary!

Li An gazed with infatuation at the "entry ticket" in his hand, admiring the light blue tofu that resembled the ocean, momentarily lost in thought.

It wasn't until the stench drilled into his nostrils, and he instinctively gagged, that he finally snapped back to reality.

"I'm going for it!"

Li An gritted his teeth, picked up a piece of stinky tofu covered in condiments, and with determination, took a bite.

Even if it was so unpalatable that... Eh?

A hint of confusion appeared in Li An's eyes.

Then he took another tentative bite.

Huh? Something's not right?

His cheeks involuntarily started moving, and they moved faster and faster.

At the same time, the chopsticks in his hand also began to dance.

Piece after piece of stinky tofu was continuously stuffed into his mouth, crushed into fragments by his teeth, and flowed in a steady stream into his increasingly hungry stomach.

It wasn't until his chopsticks could no longer pick up even a single piece of stinky tofu, diced radish, or shredded preserved mustard in the empty bowl that he came to his senses as if waking from a dream.

"This... I ate all of this?"

Li An looked at the bottom of the bowl, which was once full but now only had a trace of soup residue, and felt his stomach and intestines burning with hunger and desire, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"There is such delicious stinky tofu in the world! It... It's truly the devil's masterpiece!!!"

Li An felt a tremor in his soul, wanting to scream, shout, roar, writhe, and convulse.

No, no, no, stay calm, stay calm, the devil is observing me.

Such delicious stinky tofu, being both an entry ticket, might also be part of the test. I can't let the devil look down on me.

Li An feigned composure, but his slightly trembling fingers still betrayed him.

After a few seconds of restlessness, he finally couldn't hold back, stood up abruptly, rushed to the front of the stall, and humbly called out to the devil, "My Lord, please make me another portion! I beg you, I'll do anything!!"