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Chapter 1792 The Chasing Sun Part 5
Really do it.

"Ugh—I really vomit—vomit—"

After running for an hour, he knelt on the ground and began to retch. His mind judged that his obese body should start retching because of the intense exercise.

"What a poor body!"

He hated his body, which actually started to hold him back, and he also started to back down.

An hour of sprinting only completed less than one percent of the distance, and the mission time was only 12 hours. This was an absolutely impossible task.

He decided to give up this task, but when he arrived in front of Yang Kui, before he even opened his mouth, Yang Kui seemed to already know what he wanted to say.

"Are you giving up, Fatty? It doesn't matter to you, strangers are just like this. You can't even do a bad thing to make an old woman despair. How can we expect you to do anything good?"

He was furious. Was that necessary? While it was true that most players weren't up to good, it wasn't necessary to say so.

He never uttered the word "giving up" because what had always been his way of escaping reality was his talent for gaming, his ability to do anything in the gaming world.

If he gives up here, it means he is just looking for an excuse to escape reality and allow himself to fall into depravity.

He cheered himself up and began to break down the impossible challenge of "catching up with the sun" step by step.

The first problem he discovered was that this mission did not challenge speed, but endurance and understanding of the terrain.

Of course, this doesn't mean that speed is completely unnecessary. It's just that at his current level, a slight adjustment in the attributes will be enough. He only needs to find a route that will not be affected, and the difficulty of [catching up with the sun] will be greatly reduced.

But to do this requires a lot of intelligence, which he, a bad player, cannot obtain.

Fortunately, the news that he wanted to help Yang Kui fulfill his promise spread throughout this small village, and even though he was a bad player, the villagers were willing to come and help.

However, the economy of this remote village is not good, and it is a bit short of money to obtain detailed map information from [Hermes's Travel Hat].

He thought that since he couldn't complete the challenge of "Catching the Sun" in a short time anyway, he might as well let the villagers take the task on his behalf and do it himself, making the village a little better while obtaining map information.

In this process, he also has to do something very important.

Looking at his fat self in the mirror, he began to back down again. He had to lose weight.

It is not only to achieve the combination of spirit and body, but also to complete the assessment of [G] Company.

The challenge of catching up with the sun is limited to twelve hours, which is too short for the challenge content, but too long for the playable time in the virtual warehouse.

Although he is an adult, there have been many accidents in virtual warehouses in recent years. If you want to log in for more than 8 hours, you need to pass a strict assessment.

He had thought about going through the special channels of professional players, which would allow him to be exempted from the test, but... this might be an opportunity.

He didn't talk to his friends. If he did, and made lofty ambitions, he would feel like he couldn't do it. It would be better to just do it.

"Haha... I'm really sick..."

He walked slowly to a very good gym, which was said to be opened by the financial sponsor of [G] Company. It was said that there were special trainings for passing the virtual warehouse assessment.

When the coaches at the gym saw him, their eyes lit up. Needless to say, they saw a business opportunity.

He understood that an obese person like him would obviously not have the willpower to stick to losing weight. He might buy twenty classes, but would not be able to bear it and run away after only three or four.

In order to leave himself no way out, he bought three months of hellish training.

"Ugh—ugh—" He knelt on the ground again and dry heaved. Yang Kui patted his back with her cane with some disgust.

"You haven't even started running yet, why are you already vomiting? And don't vomit so loudly."

"Not because of this."

He covered his mouth, thinking that a short pain is worse than a long one. His diet during the three months of hellish training consisted of broccoli and chicken breast juice and six liters of water every day.

"Leave me alone, let me vomit for a while. The sun won't rise for another hour anyway."

He waved his hand impatiently, and Yang Kui was silent for a moment before turning and leaving.

Just as he was lying on the ground sighing and complaining about everything, a fragrance suddenly came to him, and then a basket of vegetables was placed in front of him.

"This is the aroma of carbohydrates!" His eyes lit up and he started eating without saying a word.

At first he felt that he was quite miserable, so pitiful that he had to relieve his sorrow by eating in the game, but after taking a bite of the steamed bun, his soul was sublimated.

With this bite, your mouth is filled with flavor and also full of technical skills.

"Mantou, it actually tastes like mantou!?"

"And this, chicken, actually tastes like chicken!?"

He devoured the food. After playing so many games, this was the first time he had ever seen a game that had such a high level of flavor reproduction.

Not until the vegetable basket was empty did he cough awkwardly and look at the blind old woman standing not far away.

He wanted to thank her, but because of Yang Kui's past sarcasm, the gratitude he expressed became awkward.

"Old woman, do you have a quirk of staying up late at night to cook?"

"I'd love to." Yang Kui turned around swiftly.

"I'd love to eat it too! If you can, make it every day!"

He replied, but his mood was much happier because he was full and satisfied.

Losing weight is painful and can make people depressed and irritable, but Godlock's technical skills are so high that they can achieve an effect almost like mental suggestion. When you eat in the game, you will also get satisfaction in reality.

Unfortunately, the broccoli and chicken breast still tasted too hellish.

Fortunately, he had someone to accompany him. He met a weight loss friend in the gym. The other party also looked like a fat otaku. It was said that he was under too much pressure when he was studying medicine, so he became so fat. Recently, he made up his mind to lose weight.

They are in the same boat, but the fat doctor has it even harder because people often dislike him because of his appearance, and no one comes to the clinic.

So he recommended [Godlock] and told the fat doctor that he could eat whatever he wanted in the game.

I heard that he enjoyed a midnight snack prepared by a widow every night in the game, and the fat doctor was extremely envious.

With a weight loss partner, losing weight is not so difficult. Although they don’t know each other’s names, they don’t need to. Their daily fun is to compare who has lost more weight.

It is worth mentioning that because of the fat doctor's weight loss, his appearance began to become closer to his real age. He changed from a fat director who would touch female patients to a wretched fat attending physician in the night shift ward.

The fat doctor's counterattack was that he was the pot calling the kettle black. He went from being a fat otaku who stayed at home as part of the home security team to a fat otaku who would go out to hypnotize others.

(End of this chapter)