Mr. Gong is not only good at cooking

The group nodded in agreement.

Emiya Shirou turned off the TV, put the book back on the shelf, and said, "You still have a lot to do at this stage. I don't deny your current efforts and contributions, but you can do even better."

A single spark can start a prairie fire. You must not only eradicate the forces of evil, but also convey your vision of the country to everyone connected to you—whether they are teachers, students, or comrades in the revolutionary army.

It could be your clients, or it could be ordinary people living in the surrounding area.

Only by continuously disseminating correct ideas and systems can the storm rage more fiercely, and only then can more people, and ultimately the entire nation, understand what they need and what the country needs.

But you must also know that any change is inseparable from bloodshed and sacrifice. In this process, you may be betrayed or besieged, but the spirit and hope you want to convey will never be extinguished.

Brand said with a wry smile, "We've long been aware that people who do this kind of work will eventually pass away quietly."

"So this brings up another point: we can't let sacrifices go to waste. Everyone who sacrifices for the country and the people is great. If you want to build a country like the one shown in my video, you have to be thorough in every aspect. One of the things is that heroes can be forgotten while they are alive, but their sacrifices must be remembered by the world."

Because humans are emotional beings, when you are promoting revolution, don't forget this point: no sacrifice can be forgotten. Of course, at this stage, it's best to promote such things within your revolutionary army; it's not advisable to do so on a large scale. Consider such matters again when you have truly established a nation.

Emiya Shirou looked around on the bookshelf and found two books. He said to Night Raid and the others, "Please wait a moment."

Then he jogged up to the second floor, and a moment later he came down carrying a large bag and asked, "How is the printing industry and printing efficiency in your empire now?"

"Printing? It's alright, the newspaper has a large circulation." Lubbock, who runs a book rental shop, knows a bit about it.

Emiya Shirou nodded and took the items out of his pocket, distributing them to everyone.

Lubbock took the book and looked at it.

"The Communist Manifesto, Quotations from the Revolution? What's this?"

"This is the information I'm providing to you. After you go back, you should report it to the high command of your revolutionary army and organize its study. It contains some of the successful experiences of the countries I've promoted in my videos. You can learn from them and adapt them to your own country."

Emiya Shirou pointed to the two booklets in their hands and gave them a bright and warm smile: "Small business, please give me one gold coin for each booklet."

"Ah, do you need more money...?" Brand touched his pouch. "We usually don't carry money when we go out on missions."

Emiya Shirou waved his hand and said, "It's alright, I hope your boss will pay for it personally."

To be honest, I'm very interested in what kind of empire you'll eventually build. Perhaps I'll lend you a helping hand when you need it.

I hope that when we meet again, you will all still be alive and well.

Brand bowed deeply to Shirou Emiya and said, "We will take your suggestion back to the Revolutionary Army headquarters, but I have a request."

"Please speak."

"Could you lend us this amazing machine and that thing you call a video for the time being? I think combining the video with these brochures would be more convincing."

"That's it? No problem. Speaking of which, I remember Touma left a video player in the store the day before yesterday, didn't he?"

Emiya Shirou turned to ask Riko.

“Yes, I think I put it on the bookshelf,” Riko said, pointing to the bookshelf.

“Okay.” Shirou Emiya rummaged through the bookshelf for a while, then found a black media player. After transferring a bunch of study materials and videos via data cable, he handed it to Brand and showed him how to use it step by step, saying, “I’m lending it to you for now. Remember to return it.”

Brand swallowed hard, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Do you take money?"

"...Do I look like I love money?" Shirou Emiya pointed to his handsome face.

Although the group of people were smiling, they were cursing in their hearts.

If you don't love money, then no one else will.

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Emiya Shirou said, "Tsk, you don't believe me at all? I don't love money, I have no interest in money. The happiest moment of my life was when I opened a restaurant and received a few coins from my first customer, right, Yu?"

Yu Meiren nodded: "Yes, it is indeed a few coins."

That's several half-ounces! Enough to feed the people of the Qin Dynasty for a long time!

Yu Meiren felt that she could never find anyone better at business than Emiya Shirou. She used to think that Emiya Shirou would lose money, but after she cooked in the kitchen herself, she realized that this was not a loss at all, but a huge profit with no investment!

Riko said with a smile, "Our family's food can cure all kinds of diseases, improve physical fitness, and if you're lucky, you might even gain superpowers!"

See, we're a little luckier.

That's probably a matter of luck, right?

This is like having a huge order of 100,000 stones and not only failing to get the featured 5-star character, but also failing to get any other 5-star characters.

It really did take a bit of luck.

Tatsumi immediately said, "So Sayo and the others will be alright, right!"

"Of course, you can take them away in a bit. They're stable now and won't relapse. Just get some rest and watch what you eat. Speaking of which, Tatsumi, you'd actually be perfect to be Robin."

"Robin?"

"Yes, Robin, the bat family I showed you at the beginning. Actually, it's not just Tatsumi; most of you Night Raid members could be Robin."

Lubbock asked, "So who is Batman?"

"Batman..."

Shirou Emiya really didn't know which of them was qualified to be Batman.

Najendan?

Brand?

"Hmm... Forgive my bluntness, but none of you have reached Batman's level yet, and once such a country is built, there will be no need for vigilantes like Batman, because a sound legal system can solve everything."

Of course, your existence is necessary at this stage, but Batman is secondary. You need a beacon rather than Batman.

"Lighthouse? What does that mean?"

"It is an ideal, the reason that drives you to join the night raids, the hope and light that breaks through the darkness to reach you. You need to consider this in conjunction with my videos and information, as well as the actual situation of your empire."

Finally, I must solemnly reiterate that all lessons learned must be based on fundamental facts; otherwise, they are nothing but utopias, empty rhetoric, fleeting illusions, and castles in the air. I hope that you, and the members of the revolutionary army, will keep this in mind.

Practice is the sole criterion for testing truth!

The group nodded again, indicating that they would definitely convey the spirit of seeking truth from facts to the leadership of the revolutionary army.

Despite Shirou Emiya's enthusiastic invitation, they ultimately declined the temptation to dine, as they were simply short of money!

Emiya Shirou glanced at the time. Oh my god, it's 3 a.m.!

"Go to sleep. The opening time is set for 5 p.m. tomorrow."

First update, please begin. By the way, just a quick note.

I'm all set with the new Azur Lane skins! My waifus' cars are so easy to drive, the direct injection is so comfortable, the headlights are huge, and there are so many driving modes. Once you insert the key, it's a man's paradise.

Chapter Thirty-Two: Heartfelt Confessions and Udon Noodles

On the desolate wasteland, strewn with swords, spears, halberds, and all sorts of kitchen utensils, there were no clouds and no sign of human habitation.

The sky was filled with metallic, rusty gears, and the wind felt like knives cutting into people's faces.

Emiya Shirou stood before a dazzling array of kitchen utensils, holding a black and white two-tone frying pan, facing off against a tall man wielding a black and white two-tone famous sword.

"Hmph, I never thought you, little brat, would get to where you are today."

The dark-skinned, white-haired man snorted coldly and raised his white sword, pointing it at Shirou Emiya.

"Emiya, I will prove to you that allies of justice do not drive people to the brink of despair, because all of you so-called allies of justice are wrong!" Shirou Emiya retorted, raising his white frying pan in a defiant manner.

"It's presumptuous of me to say that I've always regretted such a distorted ideal, but your path will face more setbacks and thorns."

Even if hell lies ahead, I will walk on without hesitation, because I have the right to!

Emiya Shirou declared loudly, "Now, I'll show you that my Infinite Cooking is stronger! I am the backbone of my cooker!"

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound echoed through Shirou Emiya's bedroom.

He immediately sat up in shock, touched his burning thigh, and then dazedly turned his body around.

Yu Meiren glared at him with her red eyes, her black hair was very messy, and she obviously looked like she had just woken up. The straps of her black camisole nightgown had slipped down, revealing large areas of her white skin.

"It's chanting ghosts! It's been chanting in my ear for ages! Doesn't it want me to sleep? Look at the time—oh, it's already four in the afternoon. Never mind then."

Yu Meiren picked up her phone, glanced at it, then took back what she was about to say, pretending nothing had happened, and crawled back into bed.

Shirou Emiya asked, bewildered, "When did you come in?"

Yu Meiren turned around to face Emiya Shirou and said, "I came over this morning and saw you were still sleeping. I was bored, so I fell asleep too."

Shirou Emiya, as if possessed, reached out and ruffled Yu Meiren's slightly messy bangs. Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Yu Meiren suddenly asked, "Shirou, I have a question for you. You can't lie to me."

"Huh? What's the problem?" This was the first time Emiya Shirou had seen Yu Meiren with such a conflicted expression.

Yu Meiren's pretty face showed constantly changing expressions.

Yesterday, with Riko's help, she specifically analyzed the psychology of people like Emiya Shirou.

And then I came to the conclusion that Shirou likes me?

I like Shirou?

But it felt strange to suddenly ask Shirou Emiya face to face.

But if she didn't ask, she knew she wasn't the type to keep things to herself, so she wanted to be upfront and clear about everything.

What do you think of me?

"Ah, this..." Shirou Emiya began to have an internal struggle.

What does the phrase "Yu Meiren" mean?

Did she realize that I like her?

Impossible! I hid it so well, there's no way that an old lady like Yu Meiren, who's never been in love, could know!

It must be that the little devil at home, Riko, fed Yu Meiren some strange things!

Yu Meiren was probably just expressing her feelings; it doesn't mean she likes me, hmm!

With this in mind, Shirou Emiya had his answer.

"I think Yu is alright."

"Not bad? What do you mean by not bad? Why did you kiss me that day?" Yu Meiren wasn't going to be so easily dismissed.

What's going on?

Why are we suddenly bringing up yesterday's events?

Shirou Emiya panicked. Someone he liked suddenly asked him what his feelings were towards her. What should he say?

Although he can be eloquent, articulate, persuasive, fluent, witty, quick-witted, eloquent, talkative, witty, humorous, eloquent, boastful, eloquent, eloquent, and eloquent with words when speaking to guests.

But when faced with Yu Meiren, he suddenly became tongue-tied, his words were irrelevant, he was speechless, he had a mouth but no tongue, he rambled on and on, he didn't know what to say, he stammered, he was taciturn, he was speechless, he was honest and sincere, he couldn't express himself clearly, he hesitated and spoke incoherently.

It's just like that troll who's all bark and no bite online but meek and submissive in real life.

Emiya Shirou began searching for cases that could resolve his current predicament.

However, he suddenly realized that none of the games he had played or the videos he had watched in his past life seemed to be able to help him!

Yaoshou!

Seeing Emiya Shirou's attitude, Yu Meiren was furious. "You're usually so good at convincing your customers, aren't you? Why are you speechless when I ask you a question?"

So Yu Meiren decided to stop pretending and lay her cards on the table.

If you won't tell me, I will.

"Shirou, do you know who I am?"

"I know, elf."

"Since you know I am an elf, then I will only say that I have lived for at least a thousand years since I became conscious."

I'm much, much older than you, but I still want to tell you, I might like you. Do you like me?

Emiya Shirou's heart rate started soaring to 200.

Sister, why aren't you playing by the rules?

Are all elves this direct?

Moreover, he never expected that Yu Meiren would make the first move!

The question is, if the woman confesses her feelings first, what should the man do?