The System Asked Me to Go to the Anorectal Department to Sell Spicy Cold Skin.

Which good person would go to the city's most famous anorectal hospital to sell spicy cold noodles; which normal person would go to the unobstructed beach at noon in the hot summer to sell piping hot Malatang that needs to be eaten while it's hot. Yes, it was me, but I was also forced.