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"Hiss-ha-hiss-ha—year-year-year, I want to be year-old! I give up the challenge! I'm going to die!"

Henry Lau held his head in his hands, drenched in sweat, his expression contorted, his lips completely swollen, and tears and snot streaming down his face.

Xu Anan quickly asked the ramen chef for a 1L carton of milk, opened it, and handed it to Liu Xianhua.

Henry Lau seemed to see a ray of light, and quickly took the milk, drinking it down like a buffalo.

He tilted his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, milk spilling from the corner of his mouth and running down his chin into his collar.

He didn't put the bucket down on the bar until he had drunk most of the milk in one go, as if he had lost all his strength.

He slumped back in his chair, utterly exhausted, staring blankly at the ceiling, his mouth slightly open, like a fish washed ashore on the verge of death.

"I...I feel like I saw my mother..." Liu Xianhua said weakly, his eyes unfocused.

"I'm so excited! (666 is making me want to eat a revolving lantern!)" Cheng Che exclaimed.

"Sigh." Yan Lei held his noodles, his expression seemingly calm. "This game, it seems, still depends on me."

His condition was indeed much better than Henry Lau's; although he was sweating profusely, at least he didn't have a runny nose.

Without stopping, he slowly and persistently put the noodles into his mouth one by one.

Everyone watched him in silence.

After eating for a while, Yan Lei suddenly put down his chopsticks.

Everyone thought he was going to give up, but then he smiled and said, "It's a bit hot. I'm going out for some fresh air. I'll come back and eat later."

After saying this, the nearly fifty-year-old artist left the ramen shop with his sausage lips, leaving everyone with only a desolate yet stubborn back view.

【The Back View】

Is Teacher Yan an earth sign? She always strives for a respectable appearance, no matter what.

Yan Lei: I live for my dignity, and I will die for my dignity!

To be honest, Teacher Yan is getting old. Let's not let him eat anymore; what if he really overeats...?

Clearly, it wasn't just the viewers in the live chat who realized this problem; the other guests present also noticed it.

"Do you have any way to make Teacher Yan stop the challenge?" Tian Xiwei asked Cheng Che, leaning close to his ear.

Aside from being preachy and stubborn, Teacher Yan actually takes good care of these younger students.

He's getting old and can't take any more stress...

Cheng Che hesitated for two seconds, then nodded: "Yoshi."

After saying that, he picked up his phone, typed a series of words, and asked the ramen chef to translate "red bean bun" into Japanese. Then he held the phone up to the ramen chef:

"Boss, my friend Sensai will be back soon. Could you please cooperate with us?"

"You probably don't want him to actually die from the spiciness in your shop, do you...?"

The ramen chef, who was already a little worried about Yan Lei's mental and physical condition, nodded without hesitation upon seeing this, indicating that he would definitely cooperate.

Ten minutes later, Teacher Yan returned.

"Okay, I'll keep eating." He laughed heartily.

"Um..." Tian Xiwei tentatively suggested, "Teacher Yan, how about we call it quits?"

"When you left just now, the boss told us that you've eaten the most of all the challengers in history!"

"And it's said that you're already far ahead of the person who ate the second most," Xu Anan added softly.

"Oh?" Yan Lei raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Is that so?"

Cheng Che glanced at the ramen chef without making a sound.

The ramen chef received the signal and nodded emphatically: "Hai!"

Yan Lei understood what he meant.

"Alright, alright." Feeling quite pleased with himself, he waved his hand. "Since that's the case, then I won't eat it. Let's give the next person a chance to catch up!"

Just as everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, then—

"I got a bit chilly after being outside for a while, so I'll finish with a sip of soup!"

Yan Lei smiled, picked up the bowl, and calmly drank the [Forbidden] under everyone's horrified gaze.

……

"Feed me, feed me, feed me—"

"It's a great pity that Teacher Yan has left us..." Wang Zheng said with a sorrowful expression, "Although it's only temporary."

……

The respected veteran artist Yan Lei has passed away, but the journey must continue.

In the afternoon, as required by the production team, the remaining five people took a car to Senso-ji Temple.

A tall, vermilion gate stands at the street entrance, with a huge red lantern hanging in the center bearing the black characters "雷门" (Leimen, meaning Thunder Gate).

Two guardian deities, the Wind God and the Thunder God, stand on either side of the main gate, their imposing presence attracting countless tourists to stop and take photos.

Passing through Kaminarimon Gate, you enter a historic commercial street, teeming with people and lined with shops on both sides.

After passing through the shopping street and then through a "treasure gate", you will arrive at the inner courtyard of Senso-ji Temple.

The inner courtyard suddenly opened up, the trees had shed all their leaves, and the vermilion five-story pagoda looked particularly solemn under the winter sun.

The pagoda at Senso-ji Temple is quite beautiful; its vermilion color gives it a vibrant feel!

Senso-ji Temple... Senso-ji Temple...that sounds familiar, like I've heard it somewhere before?

Are you looking for Long San? Lu Mingfei just brought Erii here to play a couple of days ago...

[666 Che-ge and Wang Zheng definitely have some shady dealings going on.]

[Rounding it up or down, it's roughly equivalent to the senior brother from another world bringing Xia Mi to Senso-ji Temple. This is a good thing!]

Cheng Che and his group came to Senso-ji Temple mainly to draw fortune sticks—Xiao Lu and Xiao Hui both said it was auspicious!

To add some drama to the lottery process, the production team decided to hold a simple lottery game.

The fortune slips at Senso-ji Temple range from "Great Fortune" to "Bad Fortune" in seven different ways. If you draw the "Upper Three" slip, the program will provide you with a reward of 3000, 2000, or 1000 yen respectively.

If you draw the "lower three" number, the corresponding amount will be deducted.

The five guests are free to choose whether or not to draw a prize.

All five people ultimately chose to participate because it is said that the fortune slips at Senso-ji Temple are very accurate.

How accurate is it?

"Let me draw one for Teacher Yan first!"

Liu Xianhua was overcome with grief when he thought that his beloved teacher, Teacher Yan, might be in the hospital at that moment.

So he decided to draw a fortune stick for Yan Lei, hoping to bring him good luck and ensure his safety.

Cheng Che and the other three had no objections and looked at him with peaceful expressions.

No problem, this is what a loving family should be like!

then……

"N-Nani!?"

Cheng Che stared in shock at the slip of paper in Liu Xianhua's hand, on which was written—

"fierce".

Henry Lau slowly closed his eyes.

[Hahahaha, oh no, I can't spray it! This is really accurate. Teacher Yan didn't do anything and lost 3,000 yen.]

[Fun fact: At Senso-ji Temple, there are seven types of fortune slips, with "Ominous" being the worst, and the next level up being "Last Blessing."]

At that moment, Teacher Yan, who was in the hospital, suddenly felt a pang of heartache.