This Is the Instruction of Lord Jashin

Simu put down the book in his hand, an strange glint flickering in his eyes.

Until a "woo-woo-woo" sound came from the ceiling.

"What is it now?"

Simu looked up at the ceiling and casually dispelled the spider silk attached to Hidan's mouth.

Finally regaining the right to bark, Hidan immediately cursed, "You bastard Simu, you've been reading for an entire day, I'm practically starving to death!"

Only then did Simu remember that this guy didn't seem to have eaten this morning either.

No, to be precise, he had eaten, but it hadn't actually entered his stomach.

"Fine, I just thought that since you're so powerful and have an immortal body, you wouldn't need to eat."

Simu brushed the dust off his clothes, stood up, and used spider silk to pull Hidan into his hands.

Hearing his own words, Hidan said haughtily, "Well, even though I have an immortal body and it doesn't matter if I don't eat, I need to be full to have the strength to prepare sacrifices for Lord Jashin and such..."

"Mhm."

Simu nodded perfunctorily.

Hidan grew anxious and explained earnestly, "I'm telling the truth, I won't die even if I don't eat!"

Simu nodded seriously, "I believe you. After all, it's an immortal body granted by Lord Jashin; of course, not eating is no problem."

Hidan's face turned red with frustration. This bastard Simu was clearly treating him like a child and brushing him off!

To prove just how powerful Lord Jashin's immortal body was, he made a decision.

"I'm not eating!"

"Huh?"

Simu looked at Hidan as if he were looking at a mentally challenged child.

He was complaining about being hungry just a moment ago, and now that they were at the cafeteria, he said he wouldn't eat.

Hidan gritted his teeth and said viciously, "I must prove the greatness of Lord Jashin; I absolutely cannot let Lord Jashin be shamed!"

"Uh..."

Simu scratched his nose, taking a moment to sort through the logic of this guy Hidan.

He wasn't eating to show that an immortal body didn't need food, thereby proving the immortal body was awesome, and further proving the greatness of Lord Jashin?

To maintain the little bit of rapport he had with Hidan, Simu explained, "I really didn't mean to look down on you just because you need to eat."

It would have been better if Simu hadn't said anything. With that said, Hidan seemed to see the smug smile hidden in Simu's heart.

If he ate, this bastard would probably put on an annoying expression and mock him!

No, he absolutely could not eat!

Hidan shook his head firmly.

Seeing this, Simu stopped trying to persuade him, ordered ten servings of Hidan's favorite pork cutlet rice, and ate them one bite at a time right in front of him.

The crispy fried pork cutlet was coated in breadcrumbs, and when sliced open, the rich, melted cheese inside stretched out, emitting an incredibly tempting aroma.

Hidan gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut, but unfortunately, the rich scent still lingered at the tip of his nose.

Simu finished his meal, then sewed Hidan's head back on.

"Goodnight, student Hidan."

Simu smiled slightly at Hidan and then closed his bedroom door.

Hidan's expression was ugly. He touched the stitches on his neck that had been sewn and patched countless times, his mood gloomy.

The most critical part was that he was really hungry!

But for the dignity of Lord Jashin, he had to endure.

Until the middle of the night, Hidan finally couldn't hold back anymore.

He crawled on the wall, and after confirming multiple times that Simu next door was asleep, he tiptoed out of the room and headed toward the cafeteria.

Little did he know, a small spider was hanging from the ceiling, witnessing Hidan's departure the entire time.

It was already deep into the night, and there was no one in the cafeteria, so Hidan slipped in with ease.

"Bastard Simu, once I'm full, I'll kill you sooner or later! Then Lord Jashin will know that I am the most powerful follower!"

Hidan recalled the humiliation he had suffered over the past two days and gritted his teeth.

After some rummaging, he finally found his favorite fried pork cutlet.

Although it was cold, Hidan couldn't care less at this point; he picked it up and started gnawing on it.

"Mmmm! So delicious!"

Hidan chewed in large mouthfuls, but suddenly his brow furrowed, as if he had bitten into something hard.

"Ptooey!"

He opened his mouth and spat, and an object about the size of a thumb was ejected from his mouth.

"Who is so heartless, hiding something inside a pork cutlet!"

Hidan complained with great dissatisfaction. Upon closer inspection, the thing that had hurt his mouth turned out to be a small scroll.

"A scroll?"

Hidan frowned deeply, feeling as if something bad was about to happen.

However, driven by curiosity, he still carefully opened the scroll.

"Student Hidan, is the pork cutlet delicious?"

The moment he saw these eight characters, shame and annoyance erupted in Hidan's heart, eventually transforming into monstrous rage.

"Kamizuki Simu, I'm going to kill you!"

Far away in his dormitory, Simu picked his ear and revealed a faint smile. This kind of thing had long been within his expectations.

However, him staying up in the middle of the night wasn't just for the sake of pranking Hidan.

Inside the temple, the blood pool suddenly began to boil violently.

This anomaly was quickly discovered by the guards on duty, and after a few minutes, the Cult Leader appeared on the scene.

"Lord Cult Leader, look!" a cultist said, pointing at the ground.

They saw that the blood flowing from the pool had formed a scarlet character on the floor: [Ji].

Upon seeing it, the Cult Leader's eyes shone with shock and excitement.

"Lord Jashin has manifested!"

His palms trembled slightly. Over all these years, they had held countless sacrificial rituals, but Lord Jashin had never once given a response.

Now that he was actively demanding a sacrifice, did that mean the time for Lord Jashin to return to the Shinobi World was drawing near?

With an excited heart and trembling hands!

The Cult Leader immediately summoned all the cultists, ordering them to start scouring the mountains for all kinds of beasts and poisonous creatures to sacrifice to Lord Jashin starting tomorrow.

At the same time, Simu, who was lying in his room sleeping, revealed a satisfied smile.

The life energy he had previously stored in his body—specifically in the blood pool—had been exhausted during the process of analyzing genes and creating human bodies and Kagune.

Now, he had to replenish enough life energy to continue analyzing genes and create more of the Jashin Race to strengthen his own power.

Rather than going through the trouble of hunting beasts in the mountains all by himself, it was better to utilize the resources of the Jashin Cult and let them help him accumulate what he needed.

He could get enough rest while also replenishing energy and increasing his strength.

It could be said that this was a complete win-win!

Just like that, for the next period of time, the entire Jashin Cult fell into a state of extreme busyness.