Slashing God: Forging Zanpakutō for Zhao Kongcheng with one punch

The recruits were still eating with a steamed bun in their left hand and raw beef in their right hand, enduring the fishy smell.

Suddenly, an alluring aroma spread in the cafeteria.

The next second, the recruits saw the members of the [Mask] team walking out of the kitchen one by one, and each of them was holding a plate in their hands.

And on the plate...

Braised pork, chicken stewed with mushrooms, ants climbing trees, steamed sea bass, blanched tomatoes...

Recruit: "..."

For a moment, the recruits thought that the Bodhisattva had come to the mortal world to save all living beings. They were all ready to take the delicious food from the [Mask] team and say thank you while recognizing a godfather.

However, the members of the Mask team ignored them and walked straight to Lin Qiye's table.

The eyes of the recruits were red in an instant.

Ah! Hungry! Greedy! Food! ┗|｀O′|┛Ah~~

Lin Qiye was also confused. He didn't expect Wang Mian to be so kind...

He gave him such a big shadow area on his head... ahem... psychological shadow area...

He actually used such a delicious dish to save himself!

A living Bodhisattva!

So the question is... should I eat it or not?

"Wang Mian... you..."

"You really are! I'm crying!"

＞_＜

However...

When Lin Qiye's chopsticks were frantically picking up the piece of braised pork that aroused his appetite...

He suddenly felt that time stopped.

It seemed... that this guy in front of him actually used the Ruins of Time to prevent himself from eating meat...!

No! Big brother! Do you really need to! ┗|#｀O′|┛!

I saw Wang Mian using his chopsticks to block his chopsticks that were picking up the braised pork.

"Brother Qiye, it's the rule for new soldiers. You can only eat this. I can't do anything about it."

┑(￣Д ￣)┍

However, looking at Wang Mian's expression that asked for a beating...

Lin Qiye: ┗|#｀O′|┛

"Then why... did you sit at my table with the dishes?"

Wang Mian's smiling face showed a little bit of mischief: "I'm sure I'm not here to tempt you."

Lin Qiye: "???"

"Well, you are a handsome but evil guy... Do you hate that knife I stabbed you with..."

Before Lin Qiye finished speaking, Wang Mian covered his mouth tightly.

"Okay, you eat... you eat... I beg you, don't say anything."

Lin Qiye smiled with relief.

That's it? Is this the part of embarrassing new soldiers in old-fashioned TV dramas?

It's really... a little funny (●'◡'●)

"Di..."

Wang Mian almost covered his face and cried: "I beg you" orz.

"Zhong..."

Wang Mian has put on a mask of pain.

Lin Qiye smiled slightly: "I mean, I want to eat Di Sanxian and chicken wings."

Wang Mian waved his hand: "Vortex! Go to the kitchen and make it!"

Vortex was stunned for a moment and pointed at himself: "Ah? Me? I don't know how to cook, brother!"

Wang Mian: "If you don't know how to cook, you won't learn!"

Vortex: "Learn now?... 彳亍."

Vortex just brought the food out of the kitchen and was about to eat it and then immediately, immediately went back to the kitchen to study with Lao Sun at New Oriental.

Wang Mian sat next to Lin Qiye affectionately, almost hugging Lin Qiye's neck.

"Ahem, brother Qiye, I want to ask you something."

Lin Qiye: "..."

Sorry, are we familiar with each other?

While thinking, he picked out the eyes of the steamed sea bass and ate it.

Okay, since the food is so delicious...

"Okay, just ask any questions you have, it's just right..."

"I also have some questions I want to ask you."

Wang Mian: "You ask first?"

Lin Qiye: "You first."

Wang Mian: "..."

"Ahem... I want to ask about Bai Yu, how much do you know, is he really the agent of the God of Prophecy?"

Lin Qiye: "???"

This sentence made Lin Qiye stunned.

God of Prophecy, that thief bald, the God of Bloopers, the God of Funny, the God of Fun, he believes in all of them, but he doesn't believe in the serious God of Prophecy!

And Wang Mian looked at Lin Qiye's eyes widened.

"Aren't you all from Cangnan? What? Don't you know each other?"

Lin Qiye was stunned for a moment: "No, Bai Yu and I are buddies, but you suddenly told me that he is the agent of the God of Prophecy, you know... This is too serious, and it is too different from my impression of Bai Yu."

And... Speaking of the God of Prophecy, the God of Prophecy Merlin in Scottish mythology is locked up in his mental hospital.

Wang Mian also looked embarrassed at this time: "It's like this, before I duel with you, Bai Yu said something to Xingchen and Tanxiang in our team"He said he was the agent of Fukaros, the god of water and prophecy." Lin Qiye: "???" Because he was a night watchman, he had basically recognized all the gods of various pantheons when he was in Cangnan. Fukaros? Which god is this? He searched in his mind but couldn't find it, and then he thought... Could it be that Bai Yu... was fooling Wang Mian? After all, he told others before that he could have today's strength only because of his own efforts... However, although he knew that Bai Yu also worked hard. His aunt said that Bai Yu insisted on doing 100 push-ups and 100 sit-ups every day when he was very young. Sit-ups, 100 squats and 10km running.

He would never have dared to think about this kind of exercise before.

But the problem is...

He has maintained that amount of exercise for several years, not decreasing... nor increasing.

That's all he does every day, and he rests after he's done.

Wang Mian sighed as he looked at Lin Qiye's bewildered expression.

It turns out that Lin Qiye didn't know either... This is not easy to deal with.

Then he smiled slightly: "It's no wonder, after all, every night watchman has his own secrets, he's just guarding his breasts, what's wrong with him?"

Lin Qiye: "Huh?"

Wait... Did I hear something wrong just now?

Wang Mian continued: "Okay, brother Qiye, now it's your turn to ask me."

Lin Qiye pondered for a moment: "What is the relationship between an agent and God?"

Wang Mian thought for a long time: "In essence, the relationship between an agent and God is actually a 'contract'. ”

“For some reason, gods generally do not appear in human society, but if they want to do something, they need to find a suitable person to help them complete it. At this time, people and gods will form a mysterious contract. ”

“The essence of a contract is exchange. God gives part of his own power to the agent, and in exchange, the agent needs to help God complete something.”

After that, Lin Qiye listened to Wang Mian’s self-narration of how he became the agent of the god Kronos, and how the god asked Wang Mian to enter Takamagahara and take something out of it.

After listening, Lin Qiye was silent for a moment...

Compared with Wang Mian, the several abilities he has now obtained are gifts from the gods, to put it nicely, and to put it bluntly...

That’s called freeloading.

And Zanpakuto... He called him daddy, so it’s not freeloading.

That’s called trading!