Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1241 Chocolate and Interrogation
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Watching Leon talking to Anna by the door, the Pure White Virgin Mary in the makeshift chicken coop lifted her chicken wings, opened her sharp beak with schadenfreude towards the three pillar gods whose eyes were filled with despair, and then chirped as quietly as possible:
"Giggle, giggle (Haha, you guys are finished!)"

This chicken... is it... a pure white Virgin Mary?!

Seeing the pure white Virgin Mary with patches of skin torn off and a plastic bag tied to her buttocks, the five eyes of the All Things Celestial Cicada widened in shock, almost forgetting the crisis it was facing.

However, before the Heavenly Cicada of All Things could ask what was going on, the pure white holy rooster, which had been glaring at the Three Pillar Gods with a smug look, shrank its neck and folded its wings, obediently retreating to a more secluded corner and giving up the core area of ​​the temporary chicken coop.

"It really is you guys."

Leon picked up the fist-sized pacifier, looked at the three pillar gods inside with eyes full of fear, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and then the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up.

Although the ravens still managed to escape, the fact that all four Supreme Gods—the Old Kings who had been dragged away by the Taurus Director and had been entangled with humans for countless years—have now been captured is undoubtedly fantastic news.

"God of Cookery, we can actually talk."

Looking at Leon, who was smiling happily outside the pacifier, the All-Encompassing Cicada, whose heart was practically leaping out of its body, clung to its last hope and said in a deep voice:
"As the children that [Father] values ​​most and who have the potential to walk the path of transcendence, the value of the four of us is greater than you imagine. If you are willing to hand us over, it is even possible that you can obtain a part of the source..."

"This is not urgent."

He gently rubbed his finger against the outside of the pacifier, squeezing out the miniature version of the Three Pillars of Gods inside. After throwing it back into the White Virgin Mary's chicken coop, Leon opened the two cardboard boxes he had brought home and tossed one of them over.

"Come on, let's eat and talk."

What is this?
Looking at the strange, suspicious-looking object inside the cardboard box, the Red and Yellow Kings paused for a moment, then subconsciously looked towards the All-Knowing Cicada, hoping to get an answer from him who could see the essence of things.

"The God of Cookery!!!"

Five eyes scanned the "chocolate" in the cardboard box, and after arriving at the answer through their own powers, the All-Encompassing Cicada couldn't help but glare with anger, then gritted its teeth and roared:
"Insulting your opponent is also insulting yourself! If you don't want to talk, you can just attack. Even if you kill us, we will never accept this humiliation!"

humiliation?

Upon hearing this, the Red and Yellow Kings were taken aback, and the Crimson King couldn't help but ask:

"these are……"

"shit!"

"?!!!!" x2
"The God of Cookery!!!"

After hearing the Heavenly Cicada reveal the true contents of the cardboard box, the Red and Yellow Kings were instantly enraged, their faces turning red. Forgetting that their lives were in someone else's hands, they shouted and cursed in unison:
"Don't go too far!"

"We would rather die than accept such an insult!"

"You have misunderstood."

After rummaging through the mirror world, Leon took out a recording stone and placed it on the stove to serve as a camera for recording the situation. Then, he calmly explained:

“I’m not insulting you, and this isn’t shit… at least it’s not necessarily shit. Come on, you can eat while I ask you questions.”

"impossible!"

The Heavenly Cicada of All Things vehemently refused:
"You can forget about us... ugh?!?"

What nonsense are you talking about? Do you really think I'm discussing this with you?

Leon pinched the cicada, which was only the length of his thumb, and pressed it into the somewhat softened chocolate. Then, he grabbed the two red and yellow kings who were trying to resist and, like sticking candles on a birthday cake, inserted the struggling three pillar gods upside down into the box.

Worried that they weren't eating properly, he even grabbed the three gods' legs and stirred them inside like stirring eggs with chopsticks, only pulling them out after confirming that they had been successfully fed.

"How about it?"

Holding the trembling, furious cicada, Leon scraped the "chocolate" off the edge of the cardboard box, adjusted the camera position of the recording stone, and then asked with a curious expression:

"What does it taste like? Sour or bitter?"

Sweet, slightly bitter... chocolate?

Feeling the taste being forced into its mouth, Wanwu Tianchan remained silent for a moment, then spat out what was in its mouth with two "pui" sounds, and then questioned with a dark face:

"You secretly used your power to obscure my truth, just so I would mistake a lump of chocolate for poop? So you could use it to make fun of us? Is it fun to watch us make a fool of ourselves?"

No, I'm not kidding you, I'm just doing an experiment. And I think I misjudged it just now; this box really is real poop.

Ignoring the questions from the All-Encompassing Cicada, Leon casually took out a charcoal pencil, wrote the word "shit" on box number one, and then opened the second box. This time, without even asking any questions, he grabbed the legs of the Three Pillar Gods and started stirring them vigorously inside.

"vomit!!!"

"Damn it! I'm going to kill you!"

"You're crazy! Ugh!"

Alright, you know what it is without even asking.

After marking a chocolate with charcoal on box number two, Leon put away both boxes and the recording stone, then asked the All-Knowing Cicada:

"I've finished my business, now you can continue negotiating."

"..."

Given the God of Cookery's personality, he wouldn't deliberately do something so pointless, so what exactly is he trying to do? Is he giving us a hard time? Or something else?
After examining the substance on his hand with his own sense of truth and receiving the answer from the chocolate, the All-Encompassing Cicada remained silent for a moment before raising its head and coldly stating:
"God of Cookery, are you trying to show us that we are worthless to you and have no right to bargain with you by using such despicable means? Or are you implying that handing us over to exchange for the root cause is like eating chocolate-flavored shit to you—sweet but harmful?"

"..."

You're quite the interpreter, but you're overthinking it. I just need someone to help me taste a bit and figure out which box is chocolate and which is poop.

Leon glanced at the pure white Virgin Mary in the corner, who had escaped the "medicine" test. Startled, she quickly raised her wings to cover her face and feigned death. Then, while filling the kitchen sink with water, he asked:

"Let's continue with our previous topic. What price do you think Frederica would be willing to pay if I handed you over?" "Quite a hefty sum."

Seeing that Leon had stopped humiliating them and seemed to be willing to negotiate with the "Father," the three pillar gods breathed a sigh of relief. Then, the Myriad Things Celestial Cicada spoke up to discuss the matter:

“We have been watching over you for Father for countless years and have made countless contributions, so Father will certainly not be stingy with the price. But don’t be delusional and make any demands that Father can never fulfill.”

For example, demanding a complete source is simply impossible. While we have value, we are not that valuable. A small amount of [Ocean] source or [Dream] source should be the limit that [Father] can accept.

"If that's all there is to it, then let's forget about it."

After splashing some water into the chicken coop with the basin of vegetables to wash off the chocolate stuck to the three pillars of the chickens, Leon calmly said:
"What do the three of you, along with the Black King who has already been captured, mean to us humans? I'm sure you all know that even if I don't tell you, killing the four of you is the greatest significance."

If Frederica is willing to hand over a complete source of evil, I might consider it a little, but if it's just a few scattered pieces of the source, I might as well just kill you all to boost the morale of the Cleanup Department.

So hurry up and contact Frederica. I'll ask her what her plans are, whether she wants to rescue you... Oh, and by the way!

At this point, Lyon paused slightly, then looked down at the ever-changing pale and flushed face of the Heavenly Cicada, and solemnly informed the messenger:
“You are not included in the deal. Even if Frederica is willing to give up the entire source of [Evil], I will only release the other three pillar gods. You must stay.”

"..."

Sure enough... But it's better to let one escape than to be wiped out in one fell swoop!
Seeing Lyon's unyielding expression, Wanwu Tianchan closed her eyes in despair, then gritted her teeth and nodded:

"Alright! If you loosen your grip on us a little, I'll contact [Father] immediately and relay your terms!"

"very good."

After nodding in satisfaction, Leon slightly relaxed the suppression at the root level, while the Myriad Things Celestial Cicada trembled as it raised its arm and activated the lighthouse pattern on the back of its hand.

"father……"

After calling out, watching the patterns gradually light up on the back of his hand, he took a deep breath with a complex expression, having just given up his and the Red and Yellow Kings' Myriad Things Celestial Cicadas in one breath. Then, with resolute eyes, he roared:
"There's something wrong with the God of Cookery's son! He might be a born transcendent being!!!"

Glancing at Leon, whose expression suddenly changed, as if he wanted to stop him but had no choice but to let go because the message had already been sent back, the All-Encompassing Cicada couldn't help but raise its head and burst into a joyful laugh.

You didn't expect that, did you, God of Cookery? I was just lying to you!
What is valuable to the Father, what might be exchanged for the Root—it's all a lie! I never expected to save my life from you; my real purpose was to lower your guard and create an opportunity for you to pass on the message!

"It's true that I underestimated you."

Looking down at the cicadas laughing so freely, Leon shook his head slightly, then asked with some confusion:

"But didn't the thrush already escape? Doesn't his escape mean the news has also spread? What's the point of you going through all this trouble?"

"Hehe, of course it's meaningful. How can a thrush's eyesight compare to mine?"

The Heavenly Cicada of All Things sneered:
"Given his knowledge and abilities, he probably has no idea what he's going through. Only my eyes can see the truth. And rather than relying on that cowardly fool you've scared out of his wits, I'd rather trust my own brain!"

"alright."

With a helpless sigh, Leon, already powerless to reverse the situation, straightened up and urged expressionlessly:

"Now that you've sent the message back, just say what you were supposed to say. Tell Frederica over there that there's at least one complete source of [evil]..."

"Don't even dream about it, [Father] would never agree to such a deal."

Looking at Leon, who hadn't given up even at this point and was still insisting on continuing negotiations, Wanwu Tianchan couldn't help but sneer:

“I told you long ago, although we are important, we can never compare to the entire Root! And when I was captured, I was already prepared. Rather than become a burden to [Father], I would rather die at your hands. [Father] will definitely avenge us!”

It turns out he was a staunch and loyal die-hard.

Leon thoughtfully observed the myriad celestial cicadas below, then mobilized his source energy to restore his suppression of them, and spoke:

"If you're unwilling, that's fine. Even if there's no root cause, it doesn't matter. Being able to get back the [treasure] that the three of you took away is enough for this gain."

"Heh, you don't actually think I lied to you about releasing the suppression just to pass on those few words, do you?"

Facing Leon, who still hadn't grasped the truth, the all-powerful Heavenly Cicada, his heart filled with resolute determination, curled his lips slightly, flashed the now-faded Lighthouse runes on the back of his hand, and spoke with malice in his eyes:

"While I was sending the message back, I, along with the Crimson King and the others, infused all the [treasures] we stole from you humans into the secret runes bestowed by the [Father]! So, apart from killing the three of us, you will get nothing at all!"

"what?!"

Upon hearing this, Lyon was taken aback, then gritted his teeth and roared angrily:
"You actually... Damn it! You're actually so loyal to Frederica? Do you even know she was originally human? You're a pillar god, why would you obey her orders and help her at all costs?"

Who told you that [Father] is human?

Unexpectedly, in this seemingly hopeless situation, they managed to seize an opportunity to turn the tables on the God of Cookery. The myriad things within the Heavenly Cicada, their hearts churning with smug joy, laughed heartily:

"That old ox told you about your father's past, but is what it said necessarily true?"

"You... isn't what it said the truth either?"

"It is the truth, but only part of it."

Feeling that continuing would reveal his secrets to the God of Cookery, but knowing he was destined to die at his hands, the All-Encompassing Cicada disregarded such concerns and sneered with glee:
“You humans… no! Not just you humans, but all the fourteen chosen races, including us true gods, and the fourteen descendants of the Root, are merely materials to complete the ultimate mission. But the only one is different, she… she… she…”

"What's up with her?"

Leon pressed his fingers against the back of the Cicada of All Things' hand, simultaneously channeling the essence of origin he had just obtained from the Pure White Mother to suppress the wildly beacon-like mark, while continuing to question the Cicada of All Things, which was struggling in the dream:

"Tell me, what's different about her?"

　Two in one... The group is finally back... Or2, what a scare!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)