[Slaying the Gods fan fiction + loads of original details + Wang Mian pairing + Masked Squad main storyline + slow-paced]
Others make a name for themselves; we make ours by hauling things around.
We work like oxen, diligent and dependable, shouldering hardship upon hardship.
Our reputation spreads far and wide; everyone knows we're the ones who can bear the most.
Born to toil, our lives as workhorses have no end in sight.
At a certain gala, Wang Qing, former Night's Watch Commander-in-Chief and current director of the Special Research Department, improvised a poem.
As soon as she finished, thunderous applause erupted.
Everyone wanted to laugh but didn't dare, and discreetly turned their gaze toward the gray cloaks in the front row.
The [Masked] Squad: ...Thanks for asking, she's not talking about us.
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Jia Nu, former head of the mess hall, entered the recruit camp brimming with enthusiasm, only to have her dreams shattered on the spot:
The instructors were full of tricks, the training was brutal, and every teammate was a certified disaster.
She thought that once she made it through recruit camp, she'd finally get to be the main character. Who could have guessed she'd go from an intern workhorse to a full-fledged one?
Wang the Taskmaster declared with great conviction: “You have to be treated like a workhorse as a recruit. Only after you've become a real workhorse can you bear this heavy responsibility!”
Zuo the Taskmaster couldn't listen to any more: “Even the devil would call you senior.”
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They stumbled along the way, weathered every hardship, and returned victorious together, smiling side by side.
