"You two, be very careful of that man who smiles evilly!"
Looking at the old man who threw off the [Reminiscence Headscarf] with a face full of fright, gasping for breath, a short middle-aged woman summarized with a serious face:
"Even though the three of us were assigned to support, you know the situation at the Virgin Branch, being allies with them is just as dangerous as being their enemies.
Whether it’s the [Executioner] who attacks without distinguishing friend from foe according to the degree of sin, or the [Dice King] who only cares about the success of the task and can’t control what happens in the process, both can harm us.
And now we need to be especially careful about an additional [Food God], according to those Cleaners from our Tmall Branch who participated in the promotion assessment, he’s even more dangerous than both the [Executioner] and the [Dice King]!" ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ NoveI★Fire.net
After listening to the middle-aged woman’s summary, the other two branch directors selected to support the Virgin Branch exchanged glances and nodded together.
The Executioner’s abilities don’t distinguish between friend and foe, so you might as well stay away, the Dice King’s ability only cares about the result, not the process, but at least the result is good, and this Food God...
Let’s just pray not to be targeted by the Slaughter King Association.
According to the scenes the two of them saw in the [Reminiscence Headscarf], it seems that once things go wrong or fall into a disadvantage, this [Food God] who dares to kill and eat the True God will go into a frenzy and literally crave his teammates’ bodies.
"Thank you for the reminder."
With a grateful glance at the middle-aged woman from the Tmall Branch, the old man who had just thrown off the [Reminiscence Headscarf] spoke with some lingering fear:
"I’ve been a Cleaner for almost eighty years and I’ve seen quite a few lunatics, but I’ve never seen anyone as crazy as this..."
"Yeah, his mental state is terrifying."
Upon hearing this, the other branch director couldn’t help but nod in agreement and added:
"Compared to those lunatics who wear madness on their faces, this Li... this [Food God] is terrifyingly normal, even in the Dream Realm his image is that of a normal human.
It’s absurd, clearly possessing such a terrifying power, yet his perception of himself hasn’t shifted at all, and what’s even scarier is that he seems rational and clear-headed, even quite polite.
Even when he prepares to eat someone, he apologizes to them first... hiss... stop talking, just thinking of him smiling at me in that memory makes me... makes me..."
Feeling a chill down your spine, right?
In his mind, the old man finished the sentence for him and couldn’t help but sigh, lamenting his bad luck to be assigned a mission with such a pervert.
Seeing the two dejected expressions, the middle-aged woman from the Tmall Branch had to offer some comfort:
"Actually, the situation isn’t that extreme. According to the Cleaners we referenced, the Food God may be crazy, but he’s genuinely powerful. If the Slaughter King Association really targets the Virgin Branch, with him there, it might actually be safer.
As for when he goes berserk... after the Virgin Branch’s director is transferred to headquarters, the three of us branch directors are the highest in rank, so he has to follow our orders.
As long as we prepare in advance and arrange him with the people from the Virgin Branch, even if he goes crazy and wants to eat people, he won’t get to us immediately."
"Yes, yes, that’s a good idea!"
Hmm... Emma was right, I seem to be smiling more than before...
Unaware that the three branch directors coming to support were already eyeing him in rumors, Leon was currently in front of the dressing mirror at home, repeatedly practicing benign smiles.
Yes, smiling more, and looking more handsome too.
Seeing his reflection, no longer thin after replenishing nutrition and looking quite healthy, already handsome, Leon couldn’t help but nod in satisfaction, then turned around and persuaded Anna, who was flushed with anger at the table:
"Alright, alright, it’s just homework. It’s not worth getting so angry. Take it slow."
"It’s not... it’s not just about the homework!"
Anna, who was tutoring her younger siblings, couldn’t help but grit her teeth and retort angrily:
"Brother! You don’t understand! It’s not that they can’t do it! They just won’t do it properly! They insist on... insist on... argh!"
Though he didn’t know what they insisted on, it seems tutoring is something every parent inevitably faces in their lifetime.
"Uh... why don’t you take a break?"
After glancing at his sister who was gnashing her teeth with anger, and then at the two little ones beside shrinking from being yelled at, Leon hesitated for a moment and tentatively suggested:
"I happen to be free now, and you’ve had a busy day, so why don’t I take a turn today?"
Upon hearing Leon’s bold, or perhaps reckless, suggestion, Anna fell silent for a moment, then driven by some small "evil thoughts," she got up and gave up her spot.
And having spent several minutes practicing smiling in the mirror, Leon, feeling unexpectedly amiable, picked up Melanie’s homework.
The first thing that caught his eye was a reading comprehension exercise that extracted a religious story.
Question: In gaining unimaginable wealth with the help of a demon, Assyria lost his soul. What does this teach us?
Answer: Read the terms carefully when signing a contract.
Question: Despite earning unimaginable wealth and becoming the richest person in the Monet City-State, why didn’t the businessman feel happy?
Answer: Only knows how to earn, not how to spend.
Question: The King didn’t gain happiness from power, and the businessman didn’t gain happiness from wealth, but then why did the little beggar with nothing laugh at the blooming sunflower by the roadside?
Answer: Probably hallucinating from hunger, or because sunflower seeds are edible.
Alright, let’s try another.
Keeping his smile intact, Leon calmly returned the homework to Melanie and then sat down beside William, picking up his homework instead.
Compared to Melanie’s homework, William’s was much more advanced.
The same religious story reading comprehension, the same three questions, with Melanie writing only a few words for each, sometimes even enlarging the lettering to cover space.
William’s homework was packed with tiny script smaller than rice grains, and as for the answers...
William’s first question discussed the military strategy of "never cooperating with those you can’t control." The second question outlined how to use money to buy votes and navigate the Monet City-State’s political and military systems, eventually succeeding in ascending by taking over.
As for the third question, he provided the little beggar staring blankly at the sunflower with a surprisingly reliable action plan, teaching him how to start with just a bowl and aim to end up with a kingdom...
Silently closing William’s homework, Leon gazed at his little brother, whose head may be big and round but was full of dragon-slaying strategies, and couldn’t help but sigh deeply.
How should I put it... big brother’s job might indeed be holding back your personal development...