Mercenary’s War

Chapter 2332 - 2308: Black Demon’s Vice Captain

When Gao Yang walked out of Yarebin’s room, he was still in a bit of a daze because Yarebin had suddenly handed over the Black Demon to him, leaving him somewhat unaccustomed.

It’s not an exaggeration; Gao Yang now commanded the most powerful force in the world, bar none.

At least twenty years ago, it was absolutely the most powerful force.

The Black Demon had indeed reached its twilight years; all its members had passed their peak and were on a downhill slope. Yet, the Black Demon, which was all-knowing, all-capable, and all-mastering, was now completely Gao Yang’s.

The all-knowing, all-capable, all-mastering Black Demon was now completely Gao Yang’s.

Standing at Yarebin’s doorway, Gao Yang took a deep breath and then saw Tarta saluting him, saying casually, "Hello, Captain."

Following Tarta’s salute, Vasily also saluted, with a much more formal attitude, saying solemnly, "Hello, Captain."

Glewatov walked out of Yarebin’s room, slowly closed the door, then saluted Gao Yang with a serious face and said in a low voice, "Hello, Deputy Captain. I will inform Rostotsky and Lebyazhef that you have been appointed as Deputy Captain by the Captain."

Hammer hesitated for a moment, but after frowning at Gao Yang for a while, he gave a perfunctory salute and said, "Although I don’t know why, the Captain chose you, so there must be a reason. From now on, you are my Deputy Captain. Hello, Captain."

Pavlovich, who had been recovering from an injury at Glewatov’s house for some time, was one of the first to get to know Gao Yang but had the least dealings with him among the Black Demon members. So, after everyone else expressed their opinions, Pavlovich remained motionless.

Pavlovich had been watching Gao Yang. Tarta looked at Pavlovich and said with dissatisfaction, "What are you waiting for?"

Pavlovich shrugged and said, "Nothing, just feeling a little nostalgic and curious. I had never thought anyone outside of the Black Demon would be chosen as Deputy Captain."

After saying this, Pavlovich touched his face and then, with a conflicted expression, said to Gao Yang, "You’re not a bad person, I think so. After the battle with Butter Knife, if I were you, I would have eliminated everyone, but you went out of your way to try and save me and Hammer, which I never quite understood. As the leader of a dark force, your actions seem a bit excessive."

Tarta, dissatisfied, said, "You sure talk a lot of nonsense."

Pavlovich ignored Tarta, looking at Hammer and then laughed, "I also never thought Hammer’s leg would actually be fine."

Hammer muttered, "It only hurts when it’s rainy and cloudy, a dull ache. During those times, I wish I had just died."

Pavlovich rubbed his forehead and casually said to Gao Yang, "I really can’t imagine you becoming my Captain, but, alright, you’re not a bad choice. So, hello, Captain!"

Pavlovich also saluted Gao Yang.

Gao Yang laughed and said, "I really didn’t know you all still salute. Don’t you have no such etiquette?"

Pavlovich nodded and said, "We do, it’s just rarely used. When I joined the team, I saluted the Captain once, and another time when I was summoned and awarded by Brezhnev. Although in the Black Demon, there are almost no opportunities to interact with outsiders, there should be some etiquette, and saluting is the most appropriate."

Gao Yang sighed and said, "Alright, thank you. If that’s the case, I should return the salute."

Gao Yang raised his hand, saluted the people around him, and smiled, "Shouldn’t you be calling me Deputy Captain then?"

Tarta pointed at Yarebin’s room door and smiled, "If he’s around, of course he’s the Captain, and you’re the Deputy Captain, but if he’s not, you can drop the ’Deputy.’ We know some social graces, except Glewatov who is quite rigid."

After saying that, Tarta waved and said, "Alright, nothing else. I’m going back to play chess."

A few Black Demons seemed to be specifically waiting for Gao Yang, to announce their acceptance of Yarebin’s appointment of him. After Tarta mentioned leaving, they quickly returned to their own rooms.

Gao Yang scratched his head and murmured to himself, "Being the Deputy Captain of the Black Demon feels pretty good."

Just then, Gao Yang saw a car stop at the front gate. As Liang Dong got off and began unloading, Gao Yang immediately walked over and said, "You’re back. What things did you get?"

"Oh, just some cooking stuff and a bit of meat. There’s no refrigerator here, so too much would go bad. They said they’d deliver freshly slaughtered beef and lamb daily, ensuring enough supply. Didn’t take much today, just some vegetables and not much meat either."

Gao Yang glanced at the items and nodded, "That’s enough. You go prepare a small meal for the old man first, or he won’t get used to the food."

Liang Dong laughed and said, "Yes, I saw what they eat here—meat is either grilled, and vegetables are either grilled or eaten raw. That’s such a waste. The old man is so old, he can’t have grilled meat every day. Elderly people should eat things that are easy to digest and simple to eat."

After unloading everything from the car, Gao Yang picked up a basket and smiled, "So what are you planning to prepare for the old man?"

Liang Dong quickly said, "You put that down. I’ll carry it myself."

Gao Yang casually said, "Go on, what’s the big deal with being so polite."

"With a salary of one million US dollars a year, I have to be a little more courteous."

Liang Dong said with a smile, then picked up a basket and walked toward the kitchen with Gao Yang. Gao Yang chuckled and said, "I’ll tell you, everyone else is secondary, including myself. Your main job is to take good care of the old man. Moreover, the old man is full of praise for your cooking. What’s your secret?"

Liang Dong casually said, "Secret? There’s no secret. The old man is old, so whatever he’s given should be hot; it doesn’t matter what it is, as long as it’s hot from the pot when served, it’s good. Also, for the old man, the food should be finely chopped and softened, not necessarily melt-in-the-mouth, but easy to eat. The taste should definitely be good, accommodating the old man’s palate, and varying the flavors while paying attention to nutrition. Just those points. Today..."

Gao Yang nodded repeatedly and said, "Good, very good. You’re doing excellent. Just prepare a small meal for the old man today and rest. Tomorrow, cook for us all, let everyone see your skills!"