Just as Lin Qiye and others were pinching their noses to eat raw meat, a fragrance suddenly appeared in the cafeteria. Everyone was alerted and turned to look.
I saw Old Sun dragging a large tray with piles of dishes on it and walking quickly in front of the masked team.
"Braised pork, chicken stewed with mushrooms, ants climbing trees, steamed sea bass... Hiss! Is it so delicious?!" Uzumaki saw the plate full of delicacies, swallowed his saliva, and his eyes were shining.
"Hehe, it's rare for you little guys to come back, so of course I have to make something good for you." Old Sun rubbed his calloused hands on his apron and grinned.
"Thank you, Mr. Sun."
"Thank you, Mr. Sun!"
The other members thanked him one after another, then picked up their chopsticks and started eating heartily while chatting and laughing.
Gurgle!
In the quiet hall, the sound of swallowing saliva was heard one after another. Even the new recruits who had barely been able to eat the white flour buns just now could not eat anymore after smelling the smell.
These two hundred or so pairs of starving eyes stared at the big round table, as if they were about to rush up and grab food at the next moment.
Wang Mian glanced at them and silently placed the Yi Yuan on the table...
Then he buried his head and continued eating.
"I don't accept it! Why can they eat delicious food and spicy drinks while we can only eat steamed buns and raw meat?" A new soldier couldn't help but complain.
"Hmph." Old Sun's face fell, and he replied unhappily, "When you little brats leave this camp, when you come back later, I will also prepare a table of delicious food like this for you!"
At this moment, Wang Mian seemed to remember something and waved to Lin Qiye.
"Nana, let's eat something together."
Swish!!
All the recruits turned their heads abruptly and stared at Lin Qiye who was gnawing on raw meat.
Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows, hesitated for a moment, then walked to the round table of the Masked Team with his basin and sat down.
"Come on, have some chicken." Wang Mian took a clean small bowl and started to serve Lin Qiye some food.
"Uzumaki, bring some of that fish over there to Qiye."
"okay."
"I'd like some broth, it's quite delicious."
"I'll get him a pair of chopsticks."
"Where's the food? Is there enough? If not, I have more here." Qiangwei stood up and served Lin Qiye some food.
The Masked Team was very polite to Lin Qiye, so polite that Lin Qiye felt a little embarrassed and waved his hands repeatedly:
"No, no, you guys eat it. I just came here to ask some questions. I'll eat mine."
Moon Ghost was stunned. "You don't want to eat delicious food, but eat raw meat?"
"Um."
"Hey... Look at your comrades behind you, their eyes are green, don't you want to have some?"
"I'm a new recruit, I eat what a new recruit should eat." Lin Qiye shook his head decisively.
Seeing Lin Qiye said so, everyone in the Masked Team had no choice but to sit down. Wang Mian looked at Lin Qiye approvingly and said:
"Are you asking about the agent?"
"right."
"Ask me, and I'll tell you everything I know."
Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, "What is the relationship between an agent and a god?"
"Your question is very profound..." Wang Mian thought for a long time before he spoke slowly, "In essence, the relationship between the agent and God can be summed up in two words: 'contract'."
"contract?"
"For some reason, gods generally do not appear directly in human society. If they want to do something, they must find a suitable person to help them complete it. At this time, humans and gods will form a mysterious contract.
The essence of a contract is actually an exchange. God gives part of his divine power to the agent, and in exchange, the agent needs to help God accomplish certain things.
Of course, not everyone can be an agent. Only when God himself recognizes you, you are qualified to be an agent and complete this contract. "
"Contract..." Lin Qiye muttered these two words, with doubts between his brows.
If they had signed a contract, it made no sense for him to know nothing. The Seraph gave him part of his power, but didn't mention what he should do...
Compared to a contract, Lin Qiye felt that this was more like a gift.
"Then what are you going to do for the God of Time?" Lin Qiye looked at Wang Mian, then realized that the question he asked was a bit rude, and added, "If you can't say it, just pretend I didn't ask."
"There's nothing I can't say." Wang Mian shook his head. "About eight or nine years ago, when I was still an ordinary person, I was walking on the street in a daze, and a drunk-driven truck rushed towards me.
I didn't have time to react, and just as I was about to be knocked away, the time around me suddenly stopped.
Later, the God of Time came from nothingness, signed a contract with me, and gave me his God's Ruins. In exchange, I must enter Takamagahara in the future and help him take out something from it. "
"Takamagahara?" Lin Qiye was stunned. "The hometown of the gods in Japanese mythology?"
"That's right."
"Does it really exist?"
"If the God of Time says it exists, then it must exist, but... I haven't found it yet." Wang Mian sighed helplessly.
Lin Qiye nodded, "So joining the Night's Watch was your own choice?"
"Yes, actually, before I joined the Night's Watch, the evil god agent of the Church of the Ancient God once approached me and asked me to join them." Wang Mian said calmly, "but I refused."
Lin Qiye thought for a moment, "Because the goal given to you by the God of Time has nothing to do with which camp you join, so they think they can recruit you?"
"Yes, even some people in the Church of the Ancient God have found clues about Takamagahara, but I really don't want to associate with them, so I finally refused."
"And they just gave up?"
"It's not that simple. The people in the Ancient God Church are all a bunch of lunatics. If they can't get you to join them, they will find ways to kill you.
When I first joined the Night's Watch, I was ambushed and killed by them three or four times. If I hadn't been lucky, I probably wouldn't be alive today." Wang Mian shrugged, "But now, they don't dare to come looking for me."
"Why?"
"Because they may not be able to beat me, and..." Wang Mian's eyes fell on the other team members on the table, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I have a group of very reliable teammates. Whether it's a one-on-one fight or a group fight, they dare not touch me."
"Ahem, Captain... It's best not to get suddenly sentimental while eating, it can make you feel sick..." Uzumaki had a strange expression on his face.
"But I'm telling the truth."
"Even if that's the case, you could have waited until there was no one around to tell him. Saying it now... is so embarrassing!" Qiangwei glared at Wang Mian angrily.
"Hmm... I'll pay more attention next time."
Lin Qiye sat there in a daze, watching the seven people in front of him laughing and scolding each other. After a long time, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...