Godslayer: Jiahao Gets Stronger? Starting with a Big Chicken with Sauce

"By the way, Captain Wang, if you ever encounter any problems you can't handle, you can come to me. I can finish them off with one stab."

Wang Jia'ao spoke confidently. "After all, I have such a devout believer as Whirlpool. As a god, I am naturally very willing to help my believer resolve some minor troubles."

"Believers? Who the hell is your believer?" Vortex immediately became displeased.

"After all, you knelt before me very devoutly...twice."

swirl:"........"

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The other members of the Masked Squad almost lost their composure upon hearing this, but considering the opponent's strength, it might actually be true.

Wang, holding a water glass, appropriately changed the subject: "By the way, every new recruit has this tradition: their first meal is raw meat, a test of obedience and adaptability. Many recruits in previous years have failed this hurdle, crying and begging to drop out. Wang Jia'ao, what do you think?"

"Oh?" Wang Jia'ao raised an eyebrow. "I'm quite curious, how many new recruits in previous years could actually eat this raw beef?"

"About 20%."

Wang answered truthfully, "I'll either not eat the rest, or I'll just eat the steamed buns."

"I see?"

Wang Jia'ao nodded thoughtfully, "But none of this matters to God."

The members of the Masked Squad exchanged glances, their eyes filled with confusion.

Whirlpool couldn't help but interject, "Where do you get your confidence? This is raw beef, not roasted meat, it's raw meat with blood still visible! Most people would feel nauseous just looking at it."

Wang Jia'ao tilted his head slightly and glanced at him: "Whirlpool, this shows how narrow-minded you are. You didn't feel disgusted when you were kneeling and singing 'Conquer' yesterday, so what's a piece of raw meat to you?"

"???"

Whirlpool's face flushed red again: "Can you fucking not bring that up again?!"

I'll try my best.

Wang Jia'ao's expression was so sincere that it made you want to punch him.

"But your reaction is unforgettable."

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Wang Mian put down his water glass, his gaze falling on Wang Jia'ao, carefully choosing his words:

"Wang Jia'ao, you are indeed different from the other recruits. But raw meat is raw meat. No matter how strong your physique is, your sense of taste and smell won't change because of your physical abilities. Are you sure you can eat it?"

After all, even he couldn't bring himself to do it back then.

"Captain Wang, you're not right about that," Wang Jia'ao said, sitting up straight and speaking seriously.

"The reason why strong people are strong is that they can find enjoyment even in places that others find unbearable."

"What you see as raw meat, I see as spiritual practice."

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Rose, standing nearby, couldn't help but mutter a complaint under her breath:

"Cultivation...?"

"yes."

Wang Jia'ao nodded confidently. "This is called returning to simplicity, this is called becoming one with nature. What is this called? This is called artistic conception."

The vortex was completely exhausted. "How the hell do you manage to make every single thing you say make people want to punch you...?"

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"Chicken soup is here."

The old man came out of the kitchen carrying a steaming plate of chicken soup, a smile on his face.

"Try this old man's cooking!"

The old man placed the dishes on the table, glanced around, and finally fixed his gaze on Wang Jia'ao:

"Hey? Isn't this kid a new recruit? Why is he sitting at this table?"

Wang Jia'ao smiled slightly.

"Because I'm the strongest among this year's recruits, the Masked Squad wanted to curry favor with me, so they invited me to have dinner with them."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm usually very low-key. They were the ones who insisted on currying favor with me and pulled me over to sit here."

The entire Masked Squad: "......."

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Wait, what is this guy saying?

The old man squinted at Wang Jia'ao for a few seconds, then grinned and said, "I haven't seen such an interesting little kid in years. Here, try a bite of this old man's food and see if it suits your taste."

"Oh? Old Deng, you're trying to curry favor with me too?" Wang Jia'ao said something surprising.

Old man: ? ? ?

The entire Masked Squad: ? ? ?

No way, can't you say anything nice?

Who the hell wants to curry favor with you?

The old man squinted and looked Wang Jia'ao up and down several times, then suddenly grinned and chuckled:

"Hey kid, you dare call me Old Deng? You're the first one."

"That's right."

Wang Jia'ao retorted confidently, "I noticed your double standards just now."

"When the masked man arrives, you happily cook; when the new recruits arrive, you chase them away with a big iron ladle."

"What else could this be but Old Deng?"

The old man laughed heartily: "That's interesting. Come, try the dishes made by this old man."

He placed the plate of chicken soup on the table, then turned around and went back to the kitchen to bring out a plate of braised beef and a plate of braised pork ribs, filling the table to the brim.

On the table next to the new recruits, there were still those two large iron basins. One basin contained white steamed buns, and the other contained raw beef with traces of blood.

Baili Tuming held a steamed bun in his hand, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the sumptuous meal on Wang Jia'ao's table and the steamed bun in his hand three times, before finally whispering to Shen Qingzhu beside him:

"Did he just say that the Masked Squad was currying favor with him?"

Shen Qingzhu replied expressionlessly, "I don't know."

Li Jia whispered, "Why can he eat braised pork ribs while we have to eat raw meat?"

"He single-handedly defeated the entire Masked Man team."

Shen Qingzhu said calmly, "If you can beat Mask, you can sit at that table too."

Li Jia immediately shut up.

Baili Tuming looked at the table where the Masked Squad was sitting, his eyes filled with awe:

"Brother Jiahao, in less than an hour, you've completely subdued the entire Masked Squad."

"Jiahao is a terrifyingly powerful expert."

Cao Yuan sat next to him, his brows slightly furrowed: "He didn't just beat Mask into submission; he used a more sophisticated method to make them willingly accept his existence."

"What do you mean?" Baili Tuming scratched his head.

"It means..." Cao Yuan paused for a moment, "His 'generous' temperament is infectious. If you spend a lot of time with him, you will unconsciously be drawn into that rhythm."

"You mean, I'll be assimilated into Jiahao?"

Cao Yuan was silent for a moment: "That's what the Great Master Jin Chan said."

Baili Tuming: "........"