I, The Janitor! Chapter 856: I Really Wanted to Refuse, But He Offered Too Much - Novel Cool

Chapter 856: I Really Wanted to Refuse, But He Offered Too Much

Chapter 856: I Really Wanted to Refuse, But He Offered Too Much

Phew... My willpower almost crumbled under the pressure.

After being trampled and pawed by the reincarnated doe, leaving several hoof prints on my body, the third-generation Bureau Chief barely managed to calm down, sitting on his own grave, panting heavily in shock.

The reason he was able to keep his will and memories intact after death, continuing to "live" until now, was his unwavering determination to become the greatest forgemaster in history.

If his master-apprentice relationship with that creature were to be exposed, with its blasphemous forging abilities, his reputation would be ruined. The thousands of years of goodwill he had built up would be destroyed overnight, and he would be remembered by all forgemasters as a disgrace to the art of forging, a shameful master...

What's the difference between that and dying? And what's worse, the 'Mind Craft' forging style he pioneered, although it didn't become a required style of the Taurus Secret Technique due to its difficulty and limited practitioners, had its effectiveness and theory recognized.

Even if others couldn't learn to influence Anomaly Forging through their own willpower due to the high difficulty and constraints, they wouldn't think there was a problem with the 'Mind Craft' style. They might even give it a try.

However, that creature succeeded in just a few minutes, and every creation turned out to be a failure. Even with True God-level materials, it could only produce garbage. The entire 'Mind Craft' style would likely be discredited along with me!

I should have cleaned house back then! With regret, he struck his own tombstone, and the third-generation old man, who had almost been finished off by a single sentence, suddenly stood up and glared at the reincarnated doe, grinding his teeth.

"Talk! How do you plan to deal with that little creature?"

Huh?

Seeing the third-generation Bureau Chief's sudden change in attitude after catching his breath, the reincarnated doe was taken aback but quickly asked with delight:

"You agreed?"

"I... I want to hear the plan first!"

Although he had just barely escaped death, the old man thought about the red-haired girl and her smug expression when she brought that creature. He scratched his sparsely haired scalp and said with annoyance:

"You tell me how first! I won't do it if the plan is too stupid!"

"It's not stupid! It's definitely not stupid!"

Unexpectedly, the situation took a sudden turn for the better because of his words. Overjoyed, the reincarnated doe pawed the ground with her hooves and eagerly explained:

"The God of Food recently obtained a batch of... materials, but the Taurus Director is still recovering from the injuries sustained during the ascension. He won't be able to handle such a large quantity of materials, so the Purification Bureau will likely seek your help when they come to the Netherworld for negotiations.

I've already contacted a few 'friends', and if the God of Food comes along, we will strike. We'll shatter the Sage's Graveyard and take half of it, then push the God of Food off the Terminus Cliff, ensuring his permanent return to the world!"

So, it's basically an ambush?

After hearing the reincarnated doe's plan, the third-generation Bureau Chief couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Tsk... You guys from the Netherworld are always up to these underhanded schemes. Back when I was alive, you loved pulling these kinds of stunts, and after so many years, you're still the same.

"Are you sure this plan will work?"

Eyeing the reincarnated doe with disdain, the bald old man said skeptically:

"My relationship with this generation's Taurus Director isn't great. She wouldn't come to me unless she encountered something truly beyond her abilities. Your plan sounds unreliable from the start!"

"She will definitely come because of those... materials. In her current state, she won't be able to handle them."

"Haha, in that case, I can only say that you don't understand the secrets of forging at all."

Upon hearing this, the Third-Generation Director let out a mocking laugh.

"Today, I'll teach you a lesson. Among the thirteen secrets of the Purification Bureau, the first is the Ram Palace's Annihilation Secret Technique. It's ranked first because it can annihilate almost all anomalies and even temporarily shatter the truths of Pillar Deities. But if we're talking about potential and value, the highest is the Taurus Secret Technique, which is ranked second.

As long as the user's belief is strong enough, even a cripple without hands or feet, holding a leaky iron pot, can treat True Gods of the same rank as materials and knead them however they want. When I dealt with you guys, I didn't even need to use anomalies. I just treated you as forging materials and finished you off.

Although this generation's Taurus Director isn't very skilled in the secret technique, her will to reach the Watchtower Palace is already impressive. When faced with a True God who has no ability to resist after being captured, no matter how badly injured she is, as long as she can still open her eyes and take a glance, kneading ten or eight True Gods is absolutely no problem!"

"..."

"Did you understand? Now get lost!"

Looking at the incarnated doe who had fallen silent before him, the Third-Generation Director laid back in his coffin, waved his hand in disgust, and said, "This time, it's not that I don't want to help you, but your plan is so terrible that it never had a chance of success from the start. So stop bothering me and quickly..."

"Forty."

"Hmm? Forty what?"

"Forty True Gods..."

After uttering this number with great difficulty, as the Third-Generation Director was left dumbfounded, the incarnated doe dug her hooves into the ground, her voice filled with three parts resentment and seven parts fear, and explained in a low voice:

"The God of Food... He set a trap in the Sorceress Country and killed forty of our members in one go. Although he later released the souls of fifteen of them, he... He captured the Tale of Illusions, so Taurus will definitely not be able to handle it alone. She will definitely come to the Sage's Graveyard to find you."

"..."

"..."

"Tale of Illusions?!?!?!"

The Third-Generation Director suddenly sat up in his coffin, twisted his neck with a snap, and asked in shock:

"The storyteller? That kid killed forty members of your Butcher King Society, capturing twenty-five of them, both their souls and bodies, and even captured a Pillar Deity? Him? Are you all so useless now?"

"..."

Damn it! It was an ambush! An ambush! We fell into an ambush! Are you deaf, or did you not hear the word 'trap'?

The incarnated doe was choked up by the Third-Generation Director's sincere evaluation, and after stomping her hooves and shattering another piece of the greenstone slab, she couldn't help but shout in anger:

"Anyway, this generation's Taurus will definitely come looking for you with materials. The God of Food is also very likely to accompany her. At that time, as long as you create an opportunity for us to kill the God of Food, we will put you on the divine seat of the Forge Deity! Iron Badger! Do you agree or not?"

"..."

Agree or not? Is there even a need to think about it?

Faced with the incarnated doe's demand, the Third-Generation Director fell silent for a moment, then took out a leaky iron pot and threw it at her. He then glared and started cursing out loud!

"Get lost! How dare to ambush my beloved apprentice?!"

(End of Chapter)

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