Who says I can't become a Grand Master?

Chapter 12 My Sister's Beef Resurrection Ritual

Zhang Qingzhe walked through the dimly lit alley and stepped onto the brightly lit street from the other end.

He touched the World Card in his pocket, and his mood suddenly became relaxed and cheerful.

This good mood comes not only from the thrill of defeating the thugs, but also from the successful test of the [Wasp Card].

Furthermore, he vaguely sensed that the remaining trace of the original owner's consciousness seemed to have found relief and joy in this belated "revenge."

In contrast to Zhang Qingzhe's relaxed demeanor, Ding Yongkai was frantically trying to slip into the crowd.

Although he knew Zhang Qingzhe hadn't followed, he still instinctively felt fear.

Those scenes from just now kept flashing through my mind—

Especially the moment Zhang Qingzhe released the [Wasp Card], and that final cold, disdainful glance.

"Will he retaliate against me?"

This thought kept burning within him.

He once considered himself a strong person who could take whatever he wanted from the weak.

But when the balance of power reverses, all the wrongdoings he had done in the past turn into guilt, gnawing at his soul.

He hesitated:

Should I try to smooth things over and take the initiative to apologize?

Or should we escalate the situation and find a more powerful ally?

A jumble of thoughts kept churning within him, making him restless.

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Zhang Qingzhe hummed a little tune as he arrived at the farmers' market.

The meat here is cheaper than in supermarkets, and there's a wider selection.

As soon as he stopped in front of a butcher shop, the young proprietress's eyes lit up.

She stared at him for a while, then couldn't help but chuckle.

Seeing this, the shop owner next to him also stared at Zhang Qingzhe with shining eyes—

However, what he emitted was a fierce glint, and even the sound of him sharpening his knife became louder.

Hearing that Zhang Qingzhe was going to make barbecue, the boss quickly cut the tenderloin and ribs, hoping to get rid of him as soon as possible.

When he paid the bill, the proprietress gave him a huge discount.

As she handed him the piece of meat, she "casually" touched the back of Zhang Qingzhe's hand, her smile possessing a gentle, almost ethereal quality.

"Come again soon!"

Zhang Qingzhe was a little confused.

He didn't notice the proprietress's smile; he only thought the meat was unusually cheap today.

Looks like today really is my lucky day!

Not only did they complete the [No. 8 Battery] card, teach the thugs a lesson, and get back the money they had been extorted for, but they also bought some very affordable barbecue.

He hummed a song softly as he walked towards home.

"Today is a good day; all my wishes will come true..."

Suddenly, my phone rang; it was a voice message from my sister.

"Bro, I'm starving..."

Zhang Qingzhe smiled helplessly, took a picture of the bag containing the meat, and sent it over:

"I'll be home soon."

"Yay!"

My sister replied with a cute "waiting" emoji.

Then, news about Wang Dong also popped up.

"Hey bro, did you hear? There was a fight outside the school! There's this tough guy in our school who took on five people and won."

"Yes, I'm there."

"Really?! I heard he used a [Battle Card]!"

"Probably," Zhang Qingzhe replied dismissively.

"See? I told you! Using [Battle Cards] isn't illegal as long as you don't get caught!"

"Oh." Zhang Qingzhe nodded.

I thought to myself, if Wang Dong keeps thinking like this, he'll get called in by the police sooner or later.

"One person taking on five! That's so cool! Do you think I can be that good after I become an apprentice?"

"It's just taking down a few thugs, nothing special," Zhang Qingzhe replied dismissively.

"What did you say? You actually said it's nothing 'amazing'? Do you even understand the value of a [Combat Card Master]? Let me tell you, this is my goal."

"Okay, good luck." Zhang Qingzhe replied very perfunctorily.

"How come you're not excited at all?!"

"What's so exciting about this...you're really boring."

"Forget it! I'm not going to talk about this anymore. We're having a party tonight, are you coming? There are pretty girls!"

"Not interested."

"Come over here! There's someone you'd never expect who says they want to tell you something from the bottom of their heart."

"Let's skip it today. I'm going home to have barbecue with my sister."

"Damn it! Don't think you can show off in front of us just because you have a 'witch' sister! We're not envious at all!"

Zhang Qingzhe shrugged. "I wasn't showing off!"

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Zhang Qingzhe pushed open the door to his home.

My sister is opening blind boxes again.

Colorful wrapping paper was scattered all over the floor. She knelt on the sofa, her long legs pressed under her round buttocks.

Zhang Qingzhe muttered to himself:

Where did this girl get so much money?

Please don't secretly do "dad work"...

Zhang Qingzhe shook his head, dispelling unrealistic thoughts.

I cleaned the electric oven that hadn't been used for a long time and brushed a thin layer of coconut oil onto the baking tray.

After the ribs were neatly laid out, the meat slices quickly released an enticing aroma.

Sizzling sounds filled the air with aroma.

My little sister's delicate nose twitched.

This time, there's no need to call out.

She obediently sat down at the dining table, her legs, encased in white ankle socks, gently swaying under the chair.

"Brother, I want the caramel-colored one."

She pointed to the best quality piece, her eyes gleaming with a wolf-like light.

"Okay, here you go."

Zhang Qingzhe picked up a slice of grilled meat, placed it on the plate in front of her, and sprinkled it with her favorite dipping sauce.

My little sister couldn't wait to blow on it and carefully put it into her rosy little mouth.

"tasty!"

She gave a vague sigh of praise, her eyes narrowing in satisfaction.

"If it's delicious, eat more."

"Brother, the meat today is of really good quality, it must have been very expensive, right?"

"fine."

"Do you have enough money? Do you want me to lend you some...?"

"No need. Taking care of my sister is my responsibility as her older brother. If you want to thank me, you can do it in another way."

"How?" the younger sister asked, pouting her rosy lips.

"Um……"

Zhang Qingzhe paused for a moment, looking into his sister's big eyes, "I haven't thought about it yet! But you'll have your chance to repay my kindness someday."

"Hehe! Okay then! I'll definitely protect you from now on, brother."

My younger sister picked up another piece of roasted meat and hurriedly put it into her mouth, but she was burned and had to tilt her head back to breathe, with fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead.

A few strands of hair clung to her snow-white shoulders, and one of her tank top straps slipped down to her arm.

Tears welled up in her eyes from the burn; her big eyes were wet.

The tender little red tongue gently peeks out, as if savoring the scalding stimulation.

"Brother, next time you buy barbecue, could you also buy some beef ribs, beef tongue, and offal?"

A bad feeling rose in Zhang Qingzhe's heart.

"What do you want to do?"

"I saw a spell in the school library that could bring roasted meat to life."

"When you say 'come alive'... do you mean it becomes fresher, or do you mean it starts howling?"

"Yes, we have them all."

"Then don't even think about it."

Zhang Qingzhe ate a bowl of mushroom udon noodles at the Witch's Cafeteria at noon, and even now he can still see the little mushroom figures dancing.

He now has a severe psychological aversion to witch-style cuisine.

Just imagining my sister performing a ritual with cow's eyes, tongue, and entrails, followed by the meat on the grill groaning in pain as it was being roasted...

Zhang Qingzhe felt his SAN value dropping rapidly.

"My brother is such an old-fashioned person."

My sister muttered something unhappily, then focused intently on the grilled meat on her plate.

As night deepened outside the window, the warm lights inside the house and the lingering aroma of roasted meat filled the air.

The brother and sister chatted about trivial things and spent a warm night together.