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"Go, go, I’m the strongest!"

"Go, go, I’m the best!"

In a foggy port town, inside a rundown tavern where dock workers take a break, a voice full of passion reverberates.

Dressed like the Church Ancestor, Lette holds a Magic Sound Horn and shouts angrily at the strong n below.

"What’s our slogan?"

"Shed blood, sweat, but no tears! Lose skin and flesh, but don’t drop out!"

"That’s right! Don’t risk your life today, tomorrow life will risk you! In this world, only your muscles won’t betray your effort!"

"Hoo ha!"

The n helping with cargo at the docks roared in unison, striking uniform bodybuilding poses, intensifying the scene.

"Very good! God said: Let there be muscles! And there were muscles!

God also said: Muscles are a man’s most dignified attire!

God further said: Not enough! Add quality protein, sleep early and rise early, work hard, love life!"

"Praise the God of Blood and Muscles! The drum of life is beating! I am willing to serve you as master, just bless us!

Bless our muscles to be strong and developed! Mighty and powerful!

Praise! Praise!

Magnificent flesh and blood!"

Lette nodded in satisfaction, "Great! Serve the dishes early!"

The strong n’s eyes lit up with excitent as they sat at the tables, waiting for the delicious food to be served.

Soon, the wives and won of these workers ca out, pushing small carts with bowls of tofu pudding and at buns.

The dock workers eagerly scooped up the tofu pudding and grabbed the blood-red chili powder and oil on the table, pouring it into the creamy tofu pudding and stirring it wildly.

They bit into the at buns, with the hot oil dripping into the blood-red and creamy bowls.

The at was fresh, red, and juicy but had a hint of blackness, making it impossible to identify the animal source.

Among the won serving the food, a young girl suddenly turned pale and wanted to vomit. An older woman quickly supported her.

Lette noticed this scene and imdiately asked.

"Over there, what happened?"

"Oh! Church Ancestor, it’s nothing. A new waitress seems to have an upset stomach..."

"I see, help her to the kitchen for a rest."

The two older won helped the young girl to the kitchen, gave her so water, and she slowly cald down.

"Hill, are you feeling better?"

"I’m much better, sorry Aunt, did I displease the Church Ancestor?"

"No way! The Church Ancestor is a great man! He provides us with delicious and hearty breakfasts every day! How could he bla you for such a small matter?"

Hill forced a smile, "Aunt, is this Blood and Flesh Church really that good?"

"You don’t understand, do you? Since your uncle joined this Blood and Flesh Church, he’s no longer tired, and can unload cargo at the dock all day effortlessly.

His inco has tripled!

Besides, your uncle used to be so skinny, the slightest wind seed like it would blow him away.

Now you’ve seen it, broad shoulders, a thick back, bear-like waist, and strong arms!

It’s like he’s gone back to the energetic days of his twenties again!"

The other older woman nodded repeatedly, "Sa with my husband; he used to co ho and fall asleep imdiately, now he’s bursting with energy."

"Oh, don’t talk nonsense in front of the child."

"It’s fine, Hill is old enough to understand."

Hill awkwardly didn’t know how to respond, so she just smiled foolishly.

"This silly girl, who knows which unlucky guy will get lucky with her in the future. Just rest a bit, we need to take care of the restaurant."

"Okay, Aunt, you go ahead, I’ll be fine after resting for a while."

After the two won left the kitchen, the young girl Hill took a sigh of relief.

She rubbed her cheek, warily glancing towards the front room.

She was not Hill, her face was temporarily altered using an Alchemy Potion.

Her real na was Unica August, a mber of the self-defense force of Kedrus Harbor.

She had disguised herself yesterday to infiltrate this cult to investigate what these people were up to.

But seeing how they ate just now, she inadvertently recalled a corpse she had seen so ti ago.

The person had fallen from a height, landing headfirst, mixing brains and blood into a puddle, looking just like the food in their bowls, causing her to lose her composure.

Although these people were very suspicious, their actions even more strange.

However, Unica was certain that the recent serial murders in the harbor had nothing to do with this group of muscle fanatics.

"Damn, who nad this church? It’s so deceitful!

Calling it Blood and Flesh Church makes it sound like a murder-sacrificing cult.

Turns out they are just a bunch of..."

Unica sat there dejectedly; she had thought she’d found a breakthrough in the case upon discovering this cult a few days ago.

Never did she expect them to be more peculiar, yet completely unrelated to what she imagined.

Unica glanced out the window at the road; it was already nine in the morning, and the fog had barely lifted.

More pedestrians appeared on the roads, but the buildings in the distance remained hazy and enchanting.

"What’s with this strange dense fog?"

Unica sighed; this dense fog had been coming and going for over a month.

Since the first fog, strange events have been happening continuously in the Harbor City.

Half-eaten corpses, half-human half-fish creatures, singing from the sewers, an alchemy workshop sheltered by the City Lord Mansion, the nightti misty serial killer, and the frequently appearing Netherworld Ship at sea...

Kedrus Harbor City, once a wealthy and beautiful coastal city, suddenly turned into a mysterious and eerie misty city.

The self-defense force expanded three tis, with personnel increasing tenfold; still, they were overwheld by the chaos.

"Hey, little girl, who are you?"

A voice suddenly from behind startled Unica; she turned around to see a little girl standing behind her.

The girl looked about twelve or thirteen, yet called her a little girl.

"Hi there, little sister. My na is... Hill, I’m a new waitress here."

"Little sister... okay, hi, I’m Lilith, I’m here to see... your Church Ancestor."

"Oh oh! The Church Ancestor is... in the main hall outside."

Lilith glanced at Unica and went to the hall. At this mont, Lette was sitting on the stage resting and waved when he saw Lilith coming.

"Why did you co over?"

"I’m here to see you, and by the way, the grocery store has been renovated, don’t you think the owner should make an appearance?"

Lette imdiately stood up, "Of course, I’m the owner! From now on, I’ll co here in the morning to motivate everyone, then open the grocery store.

By the way, where’s Emily? I haven’t seen her."

"Didn’t you send her to investigate that harbor murderer?"

"Oh right! How’s it going?"

"She got caught by the harbor’s self-defense force yesterday, labeled as a suspicious person, and is waiting for you to bail her out."

Lette covered his face, "How embarrassing..."

"However, she sent a ssage back. You guessed it right, that murderer... might really be related to The Liar Demon."

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