Meng Yi suddenly thought of the scene when he first met her, that room full of spiders half a meter high...

I guess it's similar at her house, maybe even with more scorpions.

He and Cen Qiyun exchanged a glance and quickly refused, "I really do, privately, let's do it another time."

Cen Qiyun also refused with a dry laugh.

However, Xu Qingsong cheerfully expressed that he wanted to go and visit, but only after he met the ordinary believers of the Lord.

He missed those people very much.

Afterwards, Xu Qingsong hesitated for a long time before finally speaking: "When...um...will we share the money?"

He scratched his head sheepishly and said, "I promised those people that I would help make prosthetic limbs as soon as possible."

Zhu Hongyu curiously asked what to do.

After receiving the answer from Cen Qiyun, her single eye became bright and she spoke with joy, "Yes, my Lord is salvation!

Yes, my Lord allows me to wait for friendship!

I have friends!"

She is no longer a weirdo with only bugs as company, she will have many companions to redeem!

There are three of them right in front of me now.

She narrowed her eyes and said excitedly, "Let's go sell these materials now, and then I'll go meet them with you."

"Hey... that's not right..."

She smiled, then pulled Cen Qiyun and said, "Let's go, let's eat something delicious first, I'll treat you, and then we'll go prepare the ingredients.

Xu Qingsong is coming too, let’s go have a big meal first, and then we can deal with it together…”

Meng Yi, holding his phone and computer, looked at the others with a smile. Finally, Zhu Hongyu turned to him and asked, "Aren't you coming?"

How should I put it…

Meng Yi has a deep psychological shadow on the chefs, food, etc. in this world.

But I was too embarrassed to refuse this proposal.

Everyone is happily preparing for a big meal, so why would he come out to spoil the fun?

His cheek twitched slightly, and he agreed reluctantly.

A few of them chose a restaurant that looked very nice near the Nanmen Shen Enzhe Ji and walked in.

At Meng Yi's request, Zhu Hongyu did not order any internal organs such as the heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys, and tried to order normal dishes.

Just like that, before long, Xu Qingsong fell silent.

His previous income level was not enough to support such "luxury" consumption. This was his first time in such a place.

He looked at the chef who had excellent knife skills and began to look embarrassed.

Meng Yi was amused at the sight and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Don't you also stab yourself twice before fighting?"

"That's different!"

Xu Qingsong quickly shook his head. After the chef politely left, he pointed at the plate in front of him and said, "Fighting is fighting, but this... I always feel like I'm eating..."

"rest assured!"

Meng Yi had the expression of a seasoned man, "This is beef grown on the chef."

"ah?"

Cen Qiyun's mouth was already full, and she nodded repeatedly when she heard this, "Yes, yes, it's really beef."

Zhu Hongyu's chopstick usage is unique. Her left hand is missing phalanges, and her right hand has long since disappeared, so she uses two tentacles to wrap around her chopsticks while eating. Upon hearing this, she beamed and agreed, "This is very fresh beef!"

Meng Yi complained in his heart, of course not, it was just peeled off.

Zhu Hongyu added, "If you don't eat beef, you can try something else... chicken? Duck? Or even vegetarian dishes!"

Xu Qingsong was confused.

Meng Yi glanced at the kitchen and suddenly thought of something. He asked curiously, "Do these chefs have fighting ability?"

"No." Zhu Hongyu shook her head. "People like chefs and tailors are blessed by God. Their combat abilities are stronger than those of ordinary people, but they are no match for us."

Meng Yi frowned, puzzled, "But in this case...they...they..."

He organized his words. "Compared to us, aren't they...unbalanced?"

"What? Balance?" Zhu Hongyu was more confused than him.

"That's right!" Meng Yi continued, "Shouldn't there be a rough balance between the paths of those who are blessed by God? Almost equal in strength?"

"What kind of logic is this?"

Cen Qiyun also felt very strange. She swallowed the food in her mouth with obvious confusion on her face.

"How can there be any balance between the paths of divine grace? The strong and the weak are clearly divided, so unfairness is normal, right?

The chef is still okay, but the rotten believers are the ones who really can't survive!"

Meng Yi was stunned. "Then the gods these chefs believe in are very weak, aren't they? Will they not be easily devoured by the evil gods?"

"I don't know... We don't know about the relationship between the gods..." Zhu Hongyu hesitated and said:

“But I once heard a saying in the Defense Department: different names of gods may ultimately refer to the same deity!

So… the identities of gods like the God of Cooking and the God of Wine might not be simple.”

Meng Yi blinked his eyes. This sounded so familiar. The staff at the Defense Department's Divine Grace Registration Office had also said it.

So... Meng Yi felt strange. Is the Blood Yuan Priest an honest god who doesn't use an alias?

…An honest god who originated from an evil god?