Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

"Is this mysterious one yours?"

"Correct."

"Try to use this as little as possible on the Daxia border. You know that Daxia is under full martial law now."

"must."

Lin Xuan nodded repeatedly, and Lang Hen's head at his feet also shook, staring at Guan Zai with a pair of big lantern eyes.

Closed: ...

It's obviously quite scary and mysterious, but it has this expression, which really makes people feel a little divided.

Lin Xuan's mind moved, and he teleported Langhen into Nibelungen, spread his wings and flew towards Shenlong Pass.

"Senior Guan, you probably don't know yet, but the person we brought back this time is the best of the best, and he's a perfect match for you."

"The human ceiling... Wait, what did you say?!"

Guan Zai was surprised at the sudden disappearance of the giant snake. After a long while, he realized what Lin Xuan said, and his voice suddenly rose several degrees.

Lin Xuan told Guan Zai about Yuuri Takishiro's story, and Guan Zai was obviously happy after listening.

According to Lin Xuan, the child's abilities perfectly complement his, and the pressure on Da Xia can be relieved.

After entering Shenlong Pass and settling Yuuri's family, Amamiya Haruki and others, everyone went straight to Shangjing City.

During this period, Shen Qingzhu helped Cao Yuan get the first bank card in his life. By the way, after Cao Yuan received his salary, he was excited and wanted to take everyone out for a meal, but he finally gave up.

If he really wanted to hire one, he was afraid that he would become a pauper again just after receiving his salary.

Shangjing City, the office of the chief instructor of the training camp.

Yuan Gang looked at the people in front of him and was suddenly stunned.

"Hey, where's Galan?"

"She, she's fine, she's just too sleepy and is still resting."

Lin Qiye shook his head without showing any strange expression. Instead of being sad, he might as well move forward desperately and find a way to wake Galan up.

"That's fine."

Yuan Gang breathed a sigh of relief.

After learning that the Mask Team and the Night Team were collectively missing, Yuan Gang couldn't sleep for several nights.

Because of the level of secrecy, he couldn't even know what exactly happened.

Now that he saw that everyone had returned safely, Yuan Gang finally felt relieved.

"You arrived just in time for lunch. Grandpa Sun has been looking forward to cooking for you. The ingredients are piled up like a mountain, and they can't even fit in the refrigerator. In the end, it's still a bargain for us."

On the other side, the recruits finished their morning training and lined up in long, neat rows as they walked towards the cafeteria.

Su Zhe touched his belly and couldn't help but sigh.

"I'm so hungry! I really want to eat roasted chicken, roasted duck, roasted suckling pig, roasted whole lamb, and braised pig's trotters..."

"Su Yuan, tell your brother to shut up and tell me he's hungry!"

"Su Zhe, shut up!"

Su Yuan kicked him, but Su Zhe didn't even look at him. He just dodged to the side and easily avoided it.

"You want to hit me? No way... Oh my god, Su Yuan, you have no martial ethics!"

Seeing Su Yuan kneeing him in the vitals, Su Zhe shuddered and quickly reached out to cover it.

He looked at Su Yuan with a slightly regretful expression and an angry look.

"Do you want your brother to become a eunuch?"

"Aren't eunuchs good? They're free from vulgarity."

"But I like vulgar tastes."

Su Yuan rolled his eyes and didn't bother with him.

"You are not allowed to tell me the names of dishes."

"But I really want to eat it. The food in the cafeteria is not meant for human consumption."

This time, Su Yuan did not refute him, but instead showed some agreement, which was rare.

Their food is like black mud balls, with a very strange texture and bad taste, which can easily make people have bad associations.

Su Yuan still hasn't fully adapted to the dishes, and after Su Zhe named them, she didn't want to eat them anymore.

Everyone entered the cafeteria. Lu Baoyou, who was at the front of the line, took the black coal ball that belonged to him and started eating it with a blank expression.

Fang Mo followed closely behind. The two stood facing each other, stuffing "black mud balls" into their mouths with great effort, as if they were competing with each other.

"If you like, I'll get you some more."

Seeing this, Mr. Sun took the spoon and was about to give the two of them another portion.

"no need."

They both raised their hands and spoke in unison, their movements perfectly synchronized.

"Hey, if Lin was here, he would definitely eat several of these."

Old man Sun sighed a little, he still missed that kid Lin Xuan.

A chef likes to watch others eat his cooking with big mouthfuls. This is the best compliment to his cooking skills.

Well, if raw meat and hard steamed buns can be considered dishes.

"Qiye, why are they eating shit?"

A fat figure walked into the restaurant first, and saw the recruits stuffing lumps of indescribable strange substances into their mouths.

Hearing what Baili Pangpang said, the recruits couldn't help but twitch their lips.

They also knew that what they were eating looked like something, but no one really said it out loud.

Even Fang Mo and Lu Baoyou temporarily put down the black mud balls in their hands.

The two heard the word "Seven Nights" from Baili Pangpang's mouth.

The recruits all turned around and saw a group of people walking into the cafeteria. They were their long-missing special instructors, the Night Squad.

"Hey, this thing..."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and a figure wearing a crimson cloak appeared in front of Old Man Sun.

They didn't even see how the other party appeared!

Lin Xuan looked at the remaining "black mud balls" in the pot and was very curious.

He remembered that in the original book, a small piece of this thing could provide an average person with several days' worth of nutritional needs, making it an alternative nutritional supplement.

"Uncle Sun, please make some for me."

Old Man Sun shook his head and put the pot on.

"This thing tastes terrible. Wait, I'll make you something better."

The new recruits who were eating the “black mud balls”: …So you also know that it tastes bad.