Certainly, here is the requested translation:
"Master, what is the matter for which you have summoned us?"
The four of them were groveling, bowing on the ground, showing utmost flattery.
Because the Heaven-Opening Divine Power was held in the other's hand; if he didn't let them use it, it was almost the same as him having killed them.
"I need someone to eat bread."
The baker spoke calmly, "After all, having made the bread, tasting it is what you should do."
Their hearts sank, secretly feeling things were amiss.
Taste the bread?
Isn't this just being a guinea pig?
They knew what the bread was made from!
A Parallel Virtual Cosmos.
Although it wasn't a truly massive real cosmos, it wasn't something they could handle.
This "Immortal Pill" might grant enlightenment and ascension if consumed, but the possibility of explosion was extremely high!
