Godslayer: I am the agent of King of Glory heroes

The next morning.

The five reserve team members' training task today was still to read novels and draw strength from them.

Although Zhou Ping didn't come out for dinner last night, he still showed up early today and even cleaned up the surrounding area.

While the five reserve team members took out their 'textbooks' and started reading, he also grabbed a small stool, sat down at the warehouse entrance, and began flipping through them.

And so, the six of them quietly began reading the novel.

The tranquil atmosphere lasted all morning. Lin Qiye closed his book with a sense of loss. He turned to look at the bored Jiang Shiyuan, "Hey... Shiyuan, have you figured anything out?"

"No." Jiang Shiyuan shook her head. Although the novel was very exciting, she wasn't a sword saint and didn't have that special ability.

"Me neither. Can we really gain power from novels as the Sword Saint said?" Lin Qiye's heart was filled with complicated feelings. He asked himself if he had been immersed in the novel enough that morning, but gaining power from novels was still too much for him.

"I don't know either. Maybe it's because you're reading the wrong novel," Jiang Shiyuan said jokingly, knowing full well that they couldn't possibly gain power from a novel.

"Then what novels should I read?"

"Hmm...maybe a novel like 'Slaying Gods'?"

"Does this novel exist? Who is the main character?" Lin Qiye's eyes were full of curiosity; he had never heard of it before.

"You actually believed that?"

"You said I should read this novel," Lin Qiye said, sounding somewhat innocent.

"There's no such novel in the world! You idiot!" Jiang Shiyuan looked at Lin Qiye's bewildered expression and couldn't help but laugh. "If you want to read it, you'll probably have to write it yourself. As for the male lead, well, that'll be you."

“I can write it myself…” Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, “It’s not impossible, but I might need to ask for your opinion.”

"You need my opinion to write a novel? Fine, I agree to let you write it. Please, Master Qi Ye, get started!" Jiang Shiyuan couldn't hold back anymore and burst out laughing. She felt that she and Lin Qi Ye were on completely different wavelengths.

Looking into Jiang Shiyuan's smiling eyes, Lin Qiye suddenly asked, "You mean you've already agreed to be my leading lady?"

"Hahahaha... Hmm? Cough cough cough cough!" Jiang Shiyuan's joy turned to sorrow as he was choked to death by Lin Qiye's words.

She's going to be the female lead? The implication is so obvious that it's hard for her to pretend to be clueless.

Lin Qiye reluctantly got up to get Jiang Shiyuan a bottle of water. When he returned from the kitchen, Jiang Shiyuan had stopped coughing and was staring at the ground, as if there was something on the ground that particularly attracted her.

"I know what you're thinking. I can pretend you didn't hear that sentence for now, but..." Lin Qiye handed the water to Jiang Shiyuan before she could speak, and calmly began to speak.

"But what?" Jiang Shiyuan fiddled with the packaging on the bottle, glancing at Lin Qiye's expression out of the corner of her eye.

"Stop pretending to be stupid." Lin Qiye tapped Jiang Shiyuan's forehead and spoke seriously.

“I didn’t…” Jiang Shiyuan immediately raised her head to refute, but seeing Lin Qiye’s knowing look, she couldn’t say the rest of her sentence.

Okay, she was definitely playing dumb.

There's nothing she can do; she's not like Lin Qiye, who's emotionally clueless. Her emotional intelligence is perfectly normal.

On the day she drank at the 010 squad's base, although she was drunk, she was not actually drunk to the point of being incoherent.

Fatty was probably encouraged by Molly's softened attitude and kept fantasizing about his wonderful future life with Molly.

Lin Qiye, perhaps provoked by those words, would occasionally glance at her with a strangely dangerous look while she was drinking, making her feel uneasy.

That very day, her emotional nerve finally clicked, and she suddenly concluded that Lin Qiye might like her.

She drank a few glasses of wine feeling extremely uncomfortable, but she couldn't stand Lin Qiye's gaze any longer. Since she was already slightly tipsy, she decided to pretend to be drunk and wait for Baili Pangpang to find out before going back to her room to rest.

But to her surprise, Lin Qiye actually carried her back to her room!

Sending her back to her room wasn't a big deal. Later, after she drank some water and became more awake, she started pretending to be asleep. However, Lin Qiye stood by her bedside for a long time. Even with her eyes closed, she could feel like she was being watched by a terrifying creature.

She felt like she was being treated as prey; even a fool could tell something was wrong. Luckily, Lin Qiye left later, otherwise she might have given him a good beating on the spot.

"What are you thinking about again?" Lin Qiye stood in front of Jiang Shiyuan, watching her face change like a palette of colors, finally settling on an angry red, and asked helplessly.

"I'm thinking about how to give you a big slap in the face!" Jiang Shiyuan blurted out, her mouth moving faster than her brain.

"?" Lin Qiye didn't know what he had done wrong, or why the conversation had suddenly turned to domestic violence. He hesitated and said, "Then... could you hit me less?"

Jiang Shiyuan blinked: "I'll try my best?"

"Alright, go read your book, I'll go cook." Lin Qiye chuckled softly.

The conversation ended abruptly, with nothing to show for it.

Jiang Shiyuan nodded obediently. After watching Lin Qiye leave, she turned around with her book in her hand, and then...

"Oh my god!" She suppressed a scream, and looked at the three gossipy faces with lingering fear.

Baili Pangpang, An Qingyu, and Cao Yuan sat on small stools, not reading or speaking, but just curiously watching Jiang Shiyuan.

"When did you finish reading the book? Why were you so quiet?" Jiang Shiyuan asked weakly, forcing a smile.

"When Qi Ye told you not to play dumb," Baili Pangpang said truthfully, then asked with a face full of curiosity, "Shi Yuan, what were you pretending to be dumb about in front of Qi Ye? Why did he tell you not to play dumb?"

"Hehe... This is an adult matter, kids should stay out of it." Jiang Shiyuan stood up with a forced smile, pointed at Zhou Ping who was still engrossed in his novel, "When Senior Sword Saint stops reading later, you call him for dinner, and I'll go help Qi Ye."

Jiang Shiyuan calmly turned around, straightened her back, and walked towards the kitchen, but the expression on her face instantly fell.

No, she has to teach Baili Pangpang a lesson; he can't be so gossipy next time.

……

"Why are you here?" Lin Qiye, who was busy in the kitchen, asked in confusion when she saw Jiang Shiyuan, who had a long face, push open the door and come in.

"It's all your fault! You knew Fatty and the others were watching the fun but didn't tell me!" Jiang Shiyuan said resentfully. "I had to tell them I was coming to help you out to get rid of them."

"Then sit over there for a while." Lin Qiye was both amused and exasperated, so he found a stool for Jiang Shiyuan to sit down and rest.

Lin Qiye was quite efficient and prepared a large table of dishes in just half an hour. Jiang Shiyuan helped to serve the dishes and went with Lin Qiye to call the others to eat.

When they reached the open space, Baili Pangpang and his two companions were watching Zhou Ping from afar. When they saw the two of them coming, they made a shushing gesture.

Jiang Shiyuan followed their gaze and looked towards the warehouse entrance.

A figure sat alone in the sunlight, his face covered in tears.