The North American Gourmet Demon Handbook

At the same time, the users themselves appear to be extremely "glorious", "progressive" and "shouldering the responsibility of educating the world".

This filter will make people involuntarily believe that the exploitation and oppression of these "inferior" races are "necessary sacrifices" or even "the price of civilizational progress." Lasts for 15 minutes.

The progress of civilization always requires some "primitive" stepping stones. After all, some truths can only be seen more clearly with eyes closed.

This effect can last for one day, or until the user actively removes it.

side effect:

"Treachery of Taste Buds": After using this ability, the user will develop an intense, uncontrollable desire for certain "exotic" foods, which are precisely the foods that he used to despise the most or consider "unclean".

The cravings would strike at the most inconvenient times, forcing him to seek out and devour these foods.

For example, you may suddenly develop a craze for canned herrings or Indian curry in a high-end restaurant and even do whatever it takes to get them.

After eating, he will feel a sense of physical satisfaction, but mentally he will fall into extreme self-loathing and panic about his "bloodline being contaminated."

As soon as Li Shanze saw the side effects, he knew he had been careless.

I have always despised white people's food. You want me to eat white people's food?

What kind of side effect is this!

For Li Shanze, a Chinese who considers himself a gourmet, there is nothing more humiliating in the world than eating white people's food and feeling satisfied.

Of course, this crystal of racism is perfect for dealing with Theodore Lancaster.

Therefore, Li Shanze activated his ability "God's Gift" on Theodore Lancaster without hesitation.

When Theodore Lancaster struggled to emerge from the chaotic abyss, the first thing he felt was an unprecedented clarity and an... indescribable warmth.

The warmth did not come from outside, but surged from deep within his blood, quickly spreading to his limbs and bones, and finally gathered in his chest, forming an invisible yet extremely real "brand".

He blinked blankly. The broken TV screen, the blood on the ground, the messy room...

These scenes that originally caused him to have a mental breakdown now became blurry and distant in his eyes, as if they had nothing to do with him.

His gaze passed through the clutter and fell directly on the yellow man in the center of the room who was looking at him calmly, even with a faint smile.

Asian.

This race was once the most despised and disdainful one in his heart.

However, at this moment, the moment he saw Li Shanze, an irresistible impulse as surging as the tide instantly overwhelmed him.

It was not fear, nor submission, but a sense of obligation that was deep in the soul and almost sacred.

It was as if his ancestors, in the distant past, had signed an eternal and unbreakable "service contract" with the ancestors of the man in front of him.

He felt his body moving uncontrollably. Originally curled up on the ground, he slowly and stiffly, yet with incredible determination, lifted himself up bit by bit.

Instead of standing up straight, his knees gave way and he fell to his knees with a plop, his head lowered so low that his forehead almost touched the cold RV floor.

"Your Excellency...your Honorable Master..." Theodore Lancaster's voice was hoarse and trembling, with a humility and awe that he had never felt before.

He himself was shocked. Did this sound come from his throat? How could he speak to a yellow person in this tone?

However, the impulse from deep in his blood was so strong that he could not resist it, and he even felt that this was what he should do most at the moment.

He slowly raised his head, and the blue eyes that were once filled with arrogance and contempt were now filled with fanatical admiration and endless devotion. He looked at Li Shanze as if he were looking at a god, a supreme being.

"My... my master, do you... do you have any instructions?" He asked cautiously, with a hint of flattery and eagerness in his tone, fearing that he would neglect the other party.

He even felt a strong desire to do something for Li Shanze, anything, even the most humble task.

He saw the messy TV wreckage and the glaring bloodstain in the room and immediately felt uneasy.

"Oh, my Lord, please forgive my negligence! This place... this place is too dirty and it taints your sight!"

He crawled forward a few steps, not caring about the broken glass on the ground that might scratch his hands, and eagerly stretched out his hands to clean up the filth. His movements were clumsy and eager, like a loyal dog eager to please its master.

"Please... please allow me to clean this place for you, to keep your space pristine. I... I'm willing to do anything for you, any manual labor, any menial errand. Just give me the command, and I'll do it immediately, without second thoughts!"

His voice became louder and louder, with an almost flattering enthusiasm. He even felt a genuine joy. Being able to serve Li Shanze was in itself a supreme honor.

He raised his head and looked at Li Shanze with an almost obsessive look, his eyes full of a humble desire to be recognized.

"My lord, please give me a name!" Theodore Lancaster shouted fanatically.

This enthusiasm even made Li Shanze feel uncomfortable.

It is a pleasure to be looked at by a beauty like Jennifer with fanatical and obsessed eyes.

But when the old white man Theodore Lancaster stared at him with the same eyes, Li Shanze began to feel a little disgusted.

"Ahem! Well, I'll just call you Saturday." Li Shanze was too lazy to think of a name for this temporary servant, so he just gave up on using his services.

Robinson Crusoe named Friday because it was Friday. But today was not Saturday. Li Shanze just had a bad taste and thought Theodore Lancaster was a good fit to be Friday's brother.

"Saturday, oh, what a sweet name!"

"Your wisdom is like the stars, your power is like the ocean!"

"I, Saturday, am willing to be your most loyal servant, to clear all obstacles for you. My life, my wealth, everything I have, will be at your disposal. Please... please give me your orders, I will be loyal to you until death and never betray you!"

He even felt an inexplicable sense of happiness, being able to devote himself so completely. His former racist ideas, his former arrogance and prejudice, at this moment, were like scraps of paper burned by a raging fire, turning into nothing.

Instead, he felt an irresistible obedience and devotion to the yellow man before him, deep in his bones. He even began to think about how he could better serve his master and how he could satisfy him.

"Don't look at me like that! Saturday!" Li Shanze felt uncomfortable with the disgusting gaze and gave the order quickly.

"Yes, Master! I will never offend you with my eyes again without your permission!"

Saturday knelt there, leaning forward slightly, waiting for Li Shanze's next instruction, with a fanatical yet humble light in his eyes.

After receiving the order, he didn't dare to look up at Li Shanze.

Isn't this transformation a bit too radical? How can you go from one extreme to another, without even a hint of struggle in your eyes?

Li Shanze was speechless.

Of course, Li Shanze also knew that the first one was Theodore Lancaster - oh no, now he should be respectfully called Saturday.

First, Saturday encountered an existential crisis and his soul was severely damaged. Then he was brainwashed by racist crystals, so he suddenly turned from an out-and-out arrogant Anglo-Saxon superior into the most humble slave.

Saturday’s situation…wait, isn’t his situation a bit similar to Jennifer’s?

Jennifer was also arrogant and abstract at first, but Kate easily trained her into the most obedient and loyal dog - so, did Jennifer also encounter an existential crisis before?

"Do you remember anything from before? For example, what was your name before I named you Saturday?"

"No, I don't remember, master." Saturday shook his head with an indifferent look on his face, as if he had thrown away his previous name.

How can such a barbaric and backward name compare to Saturday given by the Master?

After careful questioning, Li Shanze determined that Zhou Liu had completely forgotten everything that happened before, and his memory seemed to have completely collapsed.

No, this guy is completely stupid and useless. What do I need a white slave who can only work for three days?

How should I make use of him? Such a useful tool cannot be wasted. I need to make a good plan and scrap the previous plan.

Li Shanze has no sympathy for "Saturday".

All he could think about was how to squeeze every last bit of value out of this white slave—just as white slave owners had done throughout history.

Take a day off

I worked overtime until midnight right after the Dragon Boat Festival holiday and vomited.

No update today, please forgive me.

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Li Shanze looked quietly at Theodore Lancaster, who was kneeling on the ground and blaming himself, with a thoughtful glint in his eyes.

He hadn't figured out how to make the most of his three-day loyal servant - the once invincible racist who now looked like a dog wagging its tail for mercy - Saturday.

Li Shanze was thinking about whether to let Saturday take the blame for the kidnapping, or let him go out in public to test Romano and Chandrasekhar to get more information, or...

Just then, a soft and rhythmic knock on the door broke the eerie silence in the room.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Li Shanze's gaze shifted from Zhou Liu to the door. His eyebrows raised imperceptibly, and the calmness of control on his face was now tempered by a hint of helplessness at being disturbed.

When Saturday heard the knock on the door, his body trembled violently, and he immediately stopped sobbing in self-blame. Like a frightened rabbit, he raised his head reflexively.

He looked at Li Shanze with a vigilant yet flattering look. After observing Li Shanze's words and expressions and realizing his helplessness, his eyes became eager, as if he was waiting for the master's instructions, ready to expel any "uninvited guests" at any time.

Li Shanze ignored Zhou Liu and walked straight to the door and opened it.

Saturday's eyes looked a little lost.

Standing outside the door was Claudia, dressed in a stewardess uniform—she seemed to truly consider herself the housekeeper and cook of the RV, and the stewardess's professional suit helped her better fit the role—with a look of obvious apology and embarrassment on her face.

Her eyes inadvertently swept across the room behind Li Shanze. When she saw Theodore Lancaster kneeling on the ground, blood all over the floor and the TV screen smashed to pieces, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she immediately suppressed it.

This is a senior executive of Merck, and he has to submit to the violent power of his master!

Seeing Theodore Lancaster's miserable condition, Claudia even felt fortunate that she had taken the initiative to throw herself into his arms on the plane.

"Master, I'm so sorry." Claudia's voice was low and tinged with uneasiness. The bloody scene frightened her so much that her face turned pale. "My...my brothers, Enzo and Al, picked up an old Asian man in Kaguya Town."

“It’s to identify this person—” Claudia said cautiously.

"Saturday, please call him Saturday." Li Shanze interrupted Claudia, took the initiative to introduce her, and then motioned for her to continue.

"He's the old Asian man who identified Mr. Saturday ("No, there's no need to add Mr.," Li Shanze corrected), who identified Saturday as the kidnapper. He's very emotional, shouting that he wants revenge on the kidnapper!"

Claudia's tone was filled with embarrassment and helplessness. The old man's refusal to calm down forced her to come to the master.

But she happened to witness the terrifying scene of her master punishing his enemy. She carefully observed Li Shanze's expression, fearing that her words would make him unhappy.

"He's in my brothers' car right now. They're trying to calm him down, but he's agitated and insists on getting even with the 'kidnapper.' I...I really have no choice but to come here and tell you."

Claudia spoke softly, bowing once more in apology.

Li Shanze's eyes narrowed slightly. An old Asian man? A kidnapper?

"It's okay." Li Shanze's voice remained calm, as if Claudia didn't bring trouble but an interesting puzzle.

"Let's go, take me to meet our new guest." Li Shanze said.

Li Shanze then turned around and his eyes fell on Theodore Lancaster who was kneeling on the ground again.

Before deciding how to use Saturday, Li Shanze decided to let him help Claudia first.

"Get up, Saturday." Li Shanze instructed calmly, "First, bandage the wound on your forehead, and then clean up this room."

"Also, until I give you other orders, you will temporarily serve as a maid to Claudia—the lady standing before you. Do you understand?"

After saying that, Li Shanze turned around and left with Claudia without looking at Saturday anymore.

When Saturday heard this, he immediately jumped up from the ground like a prisoner who had received pardon.

He didn't care about the blood and mess on his body, but just watched Li Shanze leave with a fanatical and expectant look, as if it would be his greatest honor to share his master's worries.

"Yes! Master! I understand! Master!" He shouted loudly with full energy like a soldier.

Then, without any supervision, he first found a bandage, wrapped his head with it, and began to clean the cell carefully.

Saturday carried out Li Shanze's orders to the letter.

…………

"It's you! The smell of you!" The crazy Asian old man immediately started talking incoherently as soon as he saw Li Shanze.

What is the taste?

Li Shanze tilted his head in confusion.

Al laughed out loud: "Hahahaha! Mr. Li, we thought this old man was from the same hometown as you! You both hate the Japanese!"

After witnessing Li Shanze's brutal side as the "Mafia Godfather", and hearing that her second brother dared to speak to the "Godfather" like that, Claudia was shocked, frightened, angry and anxious.

She almost wanted to sew her second brother's mouth shut. "Don't make trouble for me, Al! I'm the one serving him!"

She winked at Al anxiously, her eyes full of warnings and pleading, but Al acted as if nothing had happened and continued to grin foolishly.

After scolding Al with her eyes to no avail, Claudia looked at Enzo again.

Brother, you don’t care about Al!