Upon hearing those words, the middle-aged man grinned proudly.

"Of course! I'm in charge of handling the kitchen and bathroom waste for Laurel Resort. Basically, I take out the slop. If the pay here wasn't so good, I wouldn't even bother coming once a day. I'd rather just lie around in my pigsty."

Felix shook his head. He had to admit that he lost this round, fair and square. Competing in laziness with no mental preparation? Yeah, no chance of winning that.

However, he did have a question. If this guy could create such a seamless illusion to catch him off guard, why hadn't the previous two stages used the same method? Was it possible that the S-tier Malevolent Phantom had its own unique interpretation of the seven deadly sins?

Of course, that wasn't his problem to worry about. His job was just to get through the challenges.

"You have one chance to make up for it," the man offered.

Felix declined immediately.

"No need. I give up."

He wasn't stupid. After going through two trials