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Chapter 2 - A Quest to Pick Up Sticks? Are You Kidding Me?!

I woke up face-first in mud.

Birds chirped above me. Leaves rustled. A squirrel stared at me like I owed it money.

"Where the hell…?"

> [Welcome to the Outer Edge of the Eastern Cultivation Continent.]

[Host is currently lying in: unidentified mud.]

[Status: Weak. Filthy. Slightly pathetic.]

I groaned and sat up. My robes were ragged. My face was probably a punchline.

The system? Still chirping like it thought it was funny.

> [Initial Quest Assigned!]

Mission: Collect 5 sticks.

Reward: One moldy biscuit.

Bonus Reward: If completed under 3 minutes… you get 2 moldy biscuits.

I squinted.

"Sticks? Biscuit? You woke me up from death for this?"

> [Host needs to survive. Use resources wisely.]

[Note: Biscuit has mild healing properties and a 62% chance of inducing diarrhea.]

"You're literally offering me a weaponized snack."

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I stood up and looked around.

It was a beautiful forest — tall jade-green trees, sparkling rivers, the scent of spiritual herbs in the air.

Perfect setting for some cultivation genius with a destiny to awaken.

Too bad that wasn't me.

I found the first stick under a bush.

"Stick One. Great. I'm on my way to becoming Stick Sage."

The second one poked me in the eye.

"Stick Two. This one came with attitude."

The third? A bird pooped on it before I could grab it.

"You know what, I'm naming you Sh*tstick."

> [Progress: 3/5 sticks collected.]

[Time remaining: 56 seconds.]

[Reminder: bonus moldy biscuit still available.]

I ran.

Not because of the biscuit. Okay, yes — exactly because of the biscuit.

I was that hungry.

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With five seconds left, I dove toward the last stick, skidded across the dirt, and grabbed it like it was a lost treasure.

> [Quest Complete!]

[You have received: Moldy Biscuit ×2]

[Bonus Acquired: Emotional Damage Resistance +0.0001%]

"…what?"

> [New Quest: Eat the biscuit.]

"I'm not eating this fungal grenade!"

> [Warning: Failure to consume will result in hunger debuff.]

I stared at the biscuit. It looked like a fossilized shoe sole with green moss.

I sighed.

"Fine. But if I die, I'm haunting that goddess."

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I took a bite.

It crunched like old stone and tasted like betrayal.

But... I didn't die. Actually... I felt a slight warmth spread through my chest.

Then I heard growling.

A boar — no, a spiritual boar — was staring at me from the bushes.

> [Emergency Quest Triggered!]

Survive for 60 seconds.

Reward: A broken wooden dagger.

Bonus Reward: System might call you something other than meatbag for a full day.

The boar snorted, pawed the dirt, and charged.

I screamed.

And thus began my glorious adventure... running from pigs and chewing moldy biscuits like they were divine treasure.

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