The Immortal's Cake

turn out to be:

Taylor comes from a nearby planet called Megacorn, which is one light-year away.

The planet's ruler is named Zhaojiaolun, hence the name.

The person he is suing is the ruler of this planet.

The story goes like this: Tailai was a water deliveryman who relied on a sweet old well passed down in his backyard to fetch water every day and deliver it to nearby residents, earning a meager income and living a comfortable life.

One day, a large water factory suddenly opened in his area, providing circulating purified water for the surrounding residents. They even laid water channels, making it convenient and fast.

But it's nothing, it doesn't affect him much.

Because purified water has a strange smell, while the water from his old well is particularly sweet, people still order his bulk water even though they now use convenient and quick-to-use water.

One day, people from Miao Factory, accompanied by many terrestrial deities, barged into his backyard, claiming that his well was unsanitary and demanding that he immediately stop supplying water and seal the wellhead.

The terrestrial deity was the authority, and what could the honest and law-abiding man do but comply with the request?

Without his ancestral job, he had no choice but to sell his old house and go elsewhere to make a living.

The matter passed by in this way for a long time.

Years later, his childhood friend had a happy occasion in his family and invited him to visit, which is when he returned to his hometown.

But when he heard the veiled message from his neighbors at the banquet, he was stunned.

Every night when all was quiet, people would carry more than twenty buckets of water out of his old house, filling an entire cart.

Having previously relied on wells for a living, he immediately understood that this was the water from that ancient well.

Because he knew better than anyone else that the well could only produce a maximum of twenty-odd buckets of water a day.

What angered him even more was that all the water had been transported to the home of the water tycoon who owned the water factory.

Isn't the well water unsanitary? Isn't purified water more suitable for drinking? What's the water boss doing transporting water from that well?

Filled with questions and anger, Tai Lai began a covert investigation.

Just as his neighbors had predicted, the old well at his old house was put back into use, and people would secretly come to collect water every night, which was eventually transported to the water supplier's house.

To further investigate Boss Shui's plans, Tai Lai, under cover of darkness, scaled the wall into Boss Shui's residence and witnessed another scene through a crack in the window:

Inside the office, Boss Shui was using a calculator to calculate daily revenue, and the greedy glint in his eyes was so obvious that it could be seen right outside the window.

At this moment, the assistant walked into the office and reported on the day's well water collection.

After listening to the report, Boss Shui nodded and said:

"That's right. Ever since I started using this pure natural well water, my terminal illness symptoms have been greatly relieved."

I just don't know if there's any chance of a full recovery.

"As long as you continue taking it, you will definitely make a full recovery."

He replied in a servant-like stance.

"Yes, water is the source of all things, and it nourishes my body right from the source."

Even if we take a step back and assume the worst, it's still much cleaner and more hygienic than the water that our factory's equipment circulates.

Thank you for your kind words. I'll give you an extra bucket of well water every day.

Boss Shui was pleased to hear this and rewarded him.

The assistant was overjoyed, quickly bowed to express his gratitude, and said:

"Thank you, Boss. I will definitely work even harder."

With this extra bucket you gave me, it's enough for all my family's daily needs.

To be honest, we used to only have enough for food and drink, not enough for washing our hair. I was really worried that using our own water for a long time would cause serious hair loss.

Upon hearing this, Boss Shui did not object; instead, he revealed an enigmatic smile.

"The cycle of water in nature seems simple, but there is a crucial point that is unknown to people: the sedimentation of time."

In this sedimentation process, geology, plants, microorganisms, and even unseen essences of heaven and earth are involved.

It has both a balancing effect on minerals and a thorough purification effect, so the entire cycle is extremely precise and complex.

It's something that a single piece of equipment can't achieve.

A single device clatters around and purifies all the waste expelled by the souls into something usable again... I can't even believe it myself.

To put it simply, even if you distill urine, you can't completely eliminate all traces of urine.

Even if it contains only 0.01% of trace elements from urine, if I take a sip, wouldn't it be the same as...?

At this point, Boss Shui fell silent and squinted at his assistant.

Once the floodgates were opened, the assistant became even more candid, and upon receiving a glance, immediately chimed in:

"Oh dear, you're the boss, you're very distinguished, you can't drink, you can't drink!"

That's why I went to great lengths to find a well with high-quality water for you.

According to a friend who is knowledgeable in metaphysics, the old house where the well is located is radiating "good fortune," and its surroundings must be filled with spiritual energy. Therefore, the essence of heaven and earth contained in the well is absolutely abundant.

And as you said, even distilled water, without the fine sedimentation of nature, will still retain various trace waste elements.

That's still after distillation. Our equipment, no, the equipment on any planet, couldn't possibly distill all that household waste. So it's just filtered.

The filtered product may seem to follow the same dilution process as nature, but without the time for settling, can it truly be the same?

At this point, the assistant covered his nose, his expression contemptuous.

A small gesture, seemingly adding another sentence:

"The water from our equipment has a strange smell; we have to rely on the strong 'medicinal water' to neutralize it. It's a shame those materialistic souls still believe it; they've clearly never tasted any good water from the fields."

Hmm? That's really unpleasant to hear!

Boss Shui's lips curled slightly, revealing a reproachful expression. At the same time, he pointed a finger at his assistant and said:

"Therefore, it is even more important to make people believe in science, because only science can change lives!"

"You're right, science can change lives."

Tomorrow I'll gather more real-life cases of people finding parasites in water they drank outdoors, and then I'll spread the word about them.

Let the souls know that the water in the wild is unsafe; only the water circulated by our equipment is safe.

As he spoke, the assistant tapped his fingers, saying, "This is how science changes lives."

After saying that, he turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, a strange noise came from the office window.

The two people talking quickly looked up alertly, only to find the branches swaying outside the window.

Boss Shui remained calm and didn't rush to send his assistant out to investigate. Instead, he turned on the surveillance footage, glanced at it briefly, and said, "It's that kid."

"You mean Tai Lai, the one who sold his old house?"

The assistant is very good at understanding the boss's thoughts.

"That's right, it's him... Think of a way to suppress Huanxu Miao's matter by finding those terrestrial immortals who are enjoying dividends."

But if something happens to the old well in his ancestral home, my terminal illness will be hopeless.

The shop owner's eyes flashed coldly. As he spoke, he tore off a piece of paper, crumpled it up, and threw it into the trash can.

Okay, I understand!

The assistant looked at the trash can and nodded vigorously.

Outside, Tyree saw what was happening inside the window and, consumed by rage, accidentally stepped into the windowpane and bumped into it.

After making the noise, he quickly ran out.

Because it's my hometown, I habitually went to the old house.

Firstly, I feel safe staying here, and I'll leave when it's almost dawn.

Secondly, he could also take another look at that old well, where he could find the familiar taste from his childhood.

Little did he know, his kind and honest nature was pushing him towards an abyss...

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