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A guy this honest, of course, deserves to get the one that's best at picking up braised pork.
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When the boss opened his eyes, he was standing in the middle of a grassy field.
The air was filled with a faint aroma of braised pork, and in the distance, a few pigs were eating gracefully.
A voice echoed in his mind:
"Welcome to Pigdom."
"Please refrain from attempting to converse with the local residents; they are currently having dinner."
The boss blinked and looked at a pink little pig.
It skillfully used its hooves to pinch a pair of chopsticks and pick up a piece of meat, letting out a contented oink.
"Pigs here don’t use chopsticks when they’re young; they only gain this ability as they grow up."
"The prerequisite is that they must have... soft, pink pig hooves."
"No way... but that actually makes so much sense?"
"If the hooves aren’t soft and pink, they can't generate enough friction."
"The chopsticks on the hooves will slip off. This is science; it deserves respect."
Boss nodded repeatedly, like a bobblehead, watching pigs trot to the washbasin, lining up to scrub their hooves, inspecting each other’s cuticles and shine.
“They’re so particular... I wish I had one too...”
Silence hung for a moment before a tone answered:
“Very well.”
Ground split beneath him, and he plunged down.
In the next breath, he was standing inside a room of pure white.
Two round little things popped out of the floor with a "poof," looking like meatballs stuck on chopsticks, short-legged, without fingers, wobbling as they walked toward him.
One was holding a soft pink pig, and the other was carrying a shiny golden pig.
"This is my assistant, named Gugu Dong."
"A truthful person, tell me—did you lose this soft pink pig, or this shiny golden pig?"
Boss stared for a long moment before speaking, voice sincere:
“...I didn’t lose any pigs.”
At once, the Gugu Dongs burst into radiant colors.
Above it all, a voice rang out, brimming with joy:
“You are honest.”
“As a reward—I’ve decided to grant your wish.”
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Boss sat up from the bed, confusion clouding his face as he glanced around the familiar crew dormitory.
Looking down, he found a soft pink piglet perched at the edge of the mattress, tiny hooves wrapped around a bowl of braised pork, snorting twice as it turned its head.
A chuckle escaped him, and he reached out to pat the little creature.
In return, the piglet’s hooves darted up, lifting a piece of meat to offer him.
And then it hit him—163Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcFgpEJiInD
the words once spoken by the One Above All.
— Actually, whether you remember or not isn’t that important.
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