This young master Beef Noodles refuses

Ding!

[New Update!]

[The Hall of Resurrection is now open!]

[After players die, they will automatically revive in the Hall of Resurrection. Their cultivation will be reset to the First Stage of Body Forging Realm! There isn't a need to create a new character.]

He Yiming seized this opportunity to announce the new building.

The players were all stunned, and when the news settled in, they erupted into excitement.

"LET'S GO!"

"I CAN FINALLY THROW HANDS WITHOUT FEAR!"

"WHOS IMMORTAL IM IMMORTAL!"

They didn't hesitate. One after another, they ran down the mountain, weapons drawn, ready to take on the War Hunchback Beasts.

Beef Noodle was among the most eager. He charged forward, eyes locking onto a War Hunchback Beast as if he had some divine revelation.

"Watch this, scrubs!" he yelled, rolling dramatically.

It was a flawless roll. A textbook execution.

Straight under the beast's foot.

Splat.

[You have died.]

An awkward silence spread.

The players, who had been watching with admiration, collectively looked away. Some coughed. Others pretended they didn't see it.

"...Ahem. A pro is a pro. Not everyone can copy that," someone finally said.

But Beef Noodle wasn't the only one. Soon, others tried to replicate Indomitable Bear's techniques. They rolled, dodged, and maneuvered,only to die in increasingly humiliating ways.

One player confidently shouted, "I got this!" before miscalculating his step and face-planting directly into the War Hunchback Beast's open mouth.

Another leaped forward, weapon raised high,only for the beast to casually swat him away like a fly.

Less than the time it took to burn half an incense stick later, the Hall of Resurrection was full of resurrected players, all staring at each other in mutual suffering.

"This game is a scam."

"This was supposed to be a fun cultivation game, not Soul Immortal: Die and Die Again Edition!"

"Damn it, we have to land a hundred kicks without a single mistake?! Who balanced this boss?!"

The players slumped in defeat. They did the only thing they could,gathered around a bonfire, chopped up the beast Indomitable Bear had killed, and ate hot pot.

Only hot pot could heal their broken hearts.

He Yiming watched all this unfold with a blank expression. In the end, only Indomitable Bear was actually capable of killing these creatures.

Two and a half days remained until the mission ended. He Yiming himself could maybe take down ten more, and Indomitable Bear could only do so much.

"It's not enough," He Yiming muttered.

So he turned away and went down the mountain alone, choosing to hunt the War Hunchback Beasts himself.

Meanwhile, Beef Noodle sat on the ground, arms crossed, muttering to himself.

"I'm not convinced."

This wasn't normal.

He had cleared every difficult game. He had conquered Soul 7,the hardest entry in the Soul Series.

Sure, he used cheap tactics, abused glitches, and shamelessly cheesed every boss.

But he still cleared it.

And now he was getting farmed by a mob in the novice village?

Unacceptable.

He took a deep breath and charged down the mountain again.

Two hours later.

He stood in the Hall of Resurrection.

Again.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, contemplating his life choices.

No matter what he did, no matter how well he timed his rolls, the War Hunchback Beast was built different.

It read his movements. It predicted his dodges.

For fuck sakes It even had a grab attack.

"...You have forced me to do this," he muttered.

If he couldn't win fair and square, then…

He had to play dirty.

He ran back to the sect, frantically searching for anything that could give him an edge.

After rummaging through some collapsed ruins, he found a broken pill refinement cauldron. Inside, there were strange black lumps.

He had no idea what they were.

Didn't matter. He stuffed them into his pocket.

Then, he found a small wooden storehouse filled with old tools and manuscripts. Among them,shovels.

Beef Noodle's lips curled into a grin.

"A beast is still a beast. You may be strong… but can you resist gravity?"

He ran down the mountain, found a suitable spot, and started digging.

For half an hour, he worked tirelessly. Sweat dripped down his forehead, but he didn't stop.

Finally, he stepped back and admired his work.

A five-meter-deep pit. Narrow enough to trap the War Hunchback Beast, but just deep enough that it couldn't jump out.

He covered it with grass and baited the beast.

"HEY, YOU FAT LUMP! OVER HERE!"

The War Hunchback Beast turned.

Its eyes turned red.

It charged.

Beef Noodle smirked and leaped over the pit.

"Checkmate, dumbass," he whispered.

The War Hunchback Beast fell in.

A loud THUD shook the ground.

Beef Noodle threw his arms up.

"Hahahaha! YOU FOOL! ARE YOU STUPID?!"

He stepped closer, taunting.

"What now, huh? Gonna bite me? JUMP OUT AND BITE ME THEN!"

The beast stuck out its tongue.

"...Huh?"

In a flash, its long, slimy tongue wrapped around his foot.

Beef Noodle's smirk vanished.

"Wait. WAIT—"

He was yanked off his feet.

The War Hunchback Beast dragged him in.

It ate him.

[You have died.]

The Hall of Resurrection materialized around him once more.

He stared at the notification.

His body trembled.

He let out a long, suffering sigh.

"...Damn it."

Without wasting time, he sprinted back to the pit.

Please still be there. Please still be there.

He skidded to a stop.

Looked into the pit.

Paused.

A system notification popped up.

[Beef Noodle has killed a War Hunchback Beast and completed the assigned mission!]

Beef Noodle: "..."

He blinked.

Stared.

Read the notification again.

Slowly, his lips parted.

"I WON?"

He threw his head back and howled.

Other players rushed over, confused.

"What's happening?"

"Did he… actually kill one?"

Beef Noodle fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face.

"After 15 deaths… after all my suffering… I have achieved enlightenment."

A stunned silence followed.

Then

"TEACH ME, SENSEI!"

"SPEEDRUN STRAT UNLOCKED!"

"NEW META DISCOVERED!"

The server chat exploded.

And thus, the legend of the Pitfall Strategy was born.