Chapter 94: Honorary Member Cheese Finger Han Yu
The Overseers’ words failed spectacularly. The other servants only looked more defeated.
With the duties assigned—unchangeable by divine law—they all headed out to begin another exhausting day.
Han Yu, however, had no idea a message was already on its way... one that could change the course of his rat-tastic destiny.
By the time the sun was high and merciless, Han Yu was on his third trip hauling water buckets the size of his dreams—heavy, leaky, and full of disappointment.
"Why is this sect so obsessed with water?" he muttered, staggering under the weight. "We cultivate Qi, not hydration!"
Fatty Kui trudged beside him like a dying ox, his robe sticking to his back like it had fused with his skin.
"I think my spine just learned how to scream," he wheezed.
"Pretty sure mine left my body two trips ago," Han Yu grumbled. "It’s floating around here somewhere, waving goodbye."
They reached another water tank, dumped the buckets with the elegance of collapsing bridges, and flopped onto the nearest stone bench like men who had just fought a war and lost.
Then came the squeak.
Squeak! Squeak!