Chapter 39 [Tang's Takeout] Officially Opens
"That's right!"
Tang Chuan nodded: "As I just said, there are two paths to becoming a god."
"The first rule is to inherit an existing divine position, pass numerous tests, gain the god's approval, and inherit its power and authority."
"This path is relatively simple, but it's something you can only hope to find by chance."
"The second is to become a god through faith."
"Gathering the faith of all beings into one, igniting the divine fire with the immense power of faith, condensing a divine personality, creating a divine position, and ascending to the divine realm."
"This road is relatively more difficult."
"But the paths may differ, but the destination is the same."
Tang Chuan said, enunciating each word clearly, "I believe that whether one inherits a divine position or creates one's own, the foundation of becoming a god is still the power of faith."
"If you can establish a Blue Silver Kingdom that covers the entire continent, and gather faith from Blue Silver Grass through the Blue Silver Network, you might be able to solidify your divine position through faith and become the God of Blue Silver."
"Of course, this is just my guess."
"However, I think this guess is plausible."
"Hey mistress, wanna take a gamble?"
Tang Chuan didn't give a guarantee because he knew that it took the Sea God a thousand years to gather the faith of the sea spirit beasts and become a god. Tang San would need to put in even more effort if he wanted to become a god by relying on the faith of the Blue Silver Grass.
"Brother, I'll listen to you!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Tang San looked at his brother with unwavering determination: "I'll find my second Spirit ring in this direction!"
"If the second Spirit ring doesn't work, then the third!"
"There are still eight Spirit ring slots left. We'll eventually find a Spirit skill that can enable the Blue Silver Network."
"At the same time, I will sow more Blue Silver Grass seeds every day to spread Blue Silver Grass seedlings all over Notting City as soon as possible, in preparation for Blue Silver Network Spirit Skill."
"Good!"
Tang Chuan couldn't help but smile at his spirited appearance and reached out to ruffle his hair: "Let's work hard together, brothers."
"Your soul power is currently at level twelve, which is still a long way from level twenty."
"Let's stabilize the takeout and iced tea business first, accumulate funds, and at the same time prepare for your second Spirit ring."
Seeing the trust in Tang San's eyes, Tang Chuan tapped the scrap paper and broke down the plan in more detail.
"The other woman"
"During this time, besides cultivating and blacksmithing, you can visit the mercenary guild or tavern in Notting City when you have free time."
"Um?"
Tang San looked up, somewhat puzzled.
"Let me find out."
Tang Chuan explained, "These mercenaries often deal with spirit beasts and have seen all sorts of them. They might know some spirit beasts that are good at Spiritual communication or information transmission, which might give us some inspiration in finding a suitable Spirit ring."
"Remember to bring a few iced teas; giving a little something will make it easier to ask for a drink."
"I understand, brother."
Tang San nodded seriously, keeping his brother's words in mind. Interacting with mercenaries who had extensive experience in hunting souls would indeed broaden his horizons.
"I'll go consult with the teachers and dean at the Academy."
Tang Chuan continued, "Some teachers have studied plant spirit beasts for decades, so they must have relevant records. The dean has extensive connections, so we'll inquire from various sources and gather information."
"By the time you're almost level 20, you'll get a result."
"We'll try to send a message to Dad and ask him to come back."
"With Dad with us, it will be much safer for us to go to the Soul Hunter Forest or the outer edge of the Star Dou Great Forest."
"Um!"
Tang San memorized every word and nodded vigorously: "Brother, I'll go to the mercenary tavern tomorrow and write down all the names of the soul beasts I asked about. I'll come back and check them with you."
No rush.
"Take your time looking, we have plenty of time."
Tang Chuan smiled and patted Tang San on the shoulder, then turned to look outside the shop.
Xiao Chenyu, Liu Long, and the others had already cleaned up the ground, arranged the tables and chairs neatly, and even posted flyers on both sides of the shop entrance.
Although Xiao Chenyu and the others still looked reluctant, they at least put on a good show.
The sun was already setting in the west, and some students were gradually arriving at the cafeteria to eat. They were whispering among themselves and watching this dramatic scene with curiosity.
The arrogant son of the city lord, Xiao Chenyu, is actually cleaning the cafeteria?
"Well done."
Tang Chuan pushed open the window and announced loudly, "From now on, you will be responsible for cleaning before opening and after closing every day."
"Arrange the bamboo cups neatly again, take the iced tea out of the wicker basket and set it up, ready to open for business."
Xiao Chenyu's face twitched, but feeling Tang San's cold gaze beside him, he could only grit his teeth and order Liu Long and the others to take action.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"
"Didn't you hear what Brother Tang said?"
Liu Long placed a stack of bamboo cups on the counter, his body still aching from the iron needles Tang San had stuck in him, but he dared not slow down even a moment, for fear of being beaten and scolded again.
Others were also fiddling with iced tea or handing out flyers and hawking their wares at the door.
Xiao Chenyu stood in front of the stall, watching the students watching the commotion in the cafeteria. He opened his mouth, but was too embarrassed to shout.
He's a noble young master, how could he have ever done something like this, showing his face in public?
Tang San leaned against the counter, his gaze sweeping over him indifferently, and said slowly, "Since you've promised, you have to keep your word."
"Otherwise, my brother might let you off the hook out of pity, but I won't!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Chenyu's heart tightened, and he forced himself to shout, "Tang... Tang's Takeout, iced tea one copper soul coin a cup, roast meat five copper soul coins a serving..."
The sound was soft and awkward, like a mosquito humming.
"Speak louder."
Tang San's voice came from behind: "How can we sell things if the customers can't hear us?"
Xiao Chenyu shrank his neck, took a deep breath, and raised his voice slightly: "Tang's Takeout! Iced tea to quench your thirst, and all-you-can-eat grilled meat!"
"Iced tea is only one copper soul coin!"
"Barbecued meat only costs five copper soul coins!"
"Come and buy it now!"
This shout stunned the students who were watching the commotion in the cafeteria. They thought, "You actually shouted it?"
Is this still the same Notting Academy bully they know?
Especially some students who came after class showed astonishment and curiosity when they saw the newly renovated [Tang's Takeout] stall at the entrance of the cafeteria and Xiao Chenyu and his group soliciting customers.
"Hey? Isn't that Boss Xiao?"
"Why is he standing there?"
"They came to cause trouble just now, but the younger brother of the owner of Tang's Takeout took care of them!"
"Really?"
"Why would I lie to you? You'd never guess what kind of Spirit Master Spirit would be used to defeat Xiao Chenyu!"
"An offensive type, of course! What else could it be?"
"Besides offensive Soul Masters, who else could defeat Xiao Chenyu and his group?"
"Blue Silver Grass".
"What?!"
"When did the Blue Silver Grass Spirit become so powerful?!"
Amid the discussions, a long queue formed in front of the [Tang's Takeout] shop.
Many people came for the iced tea and barbecue, but even more wanted to see with their own eyes the Blue Silver Grass Spirit Master who could make Xiao Chenyu submit.
"Welcome to Tang's Takeout!"
"Today's special iced tea, refreshing and cooling!"
"Secret recipe grilled meat, so fragrant and delicious!"
Xiao Wu called out in a clear voice, while Wang Sheng skillfully collected the money and handed over the bamboo cups.
Xiao Chenyu and his underlings, under Tang San's frequent reminders, had to force out stiff smiles and help guide the line to prevent people from cutting in.
Occasionally, you have to bite the bullet and shout, "Line up, line up, don't push!"
[end of the chapter ]