I know this ancient god

Today is a big day for the Twenty-Seven People Association, because today, the Twenty-Seven People Association has finally recruited twenty-seven people!

They are going to have a table of wine and food to celebrate. The boss, the third child, and the seventh child will cook the food themselves to entertain everyone who is working hard to realize the ideal of human beings' super invincible prosperity.

Three people were cooking in the kitchen, and the remaining twenty-four people were sitting around the long table holding knives, forks, spoons, chopsticks and other utensils, smelling the aroma of vegetables in the air, eagerly waiting for the meal to start.

The assassin Lu Qiqi sat silently at the corner of the table.

She failed in her mission and was rescued by her boss, so she joined the Twenty-Seven Society. She was completely unfamiliar with the people here and only gave a brief introduction to herself.

In fact, she didn't understand at all how there could be someone dedicated to the rise of all mankind in this divided world ruled by gods.

Are these people idiots?

"Qiqi, don't eat any of the dishes cooked by the seventh sister, remember?"

Lu Qiqi turned her head in confusion.

The bald man was whistling very artificially, as if he was trying hard to pretend that he had not spoken.

Lu Qiqi felt very confused.

Why can't I eat the food cooked by the seventh sister?

Is there poison in the vegetables?

She couldn't help but ask: "But how do I know which dish was cooked by the seventh sister?"

The bald man was frightened by her words and jerked his head downwards. The two-meter-tall muscular man suddenly assumed the posture of a tortoise.

Another person not far away smiled and said: "Hey, don't be afraid, the second brother has already protected us with a sound barrier."

The bald man let out a long sigh of relief. He turned to Lu Qiqi and said, "Please pay attention later and see if we don't eat any dish. Then don't eat any dish. I won't hurt you."

Lu Qiqi nodded as if understanding.

At this time, many plates flew towards the kitchen, each with a dish on it.

"It's time to eat!"

A burst of cheers erupted from the long table.

The plates landed accurately on the rotating ring, and the rich aroma of the vegetables filled the air. Lu Qiqi almost bit off her tongue after just one sniff.

She couldn't maintain her cold appearance: "It smells so good."

The bald head licked his tongue: "Hey, everything fried with Liangliang sauce tastes delicious, but this is an illusion. You can only know after eating it whether it tastes good or not."

Lu Qiqi heard another novel word.

She asked: "What is Liangliang-chan?"

The bald man answered: "A mysterious sauce handed down from ancient times. It cannot be seasoned, but it can make food smell delicious. In the past, it was mainly used to mix drugs for catching prey."

"Seventh sister is here, I can't say anything anymore, just wish yourself well."

The bald man stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the food frantically, and he was so fast that he blocked his mouth with food.