Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

The entertainment room of the Gods' Mental Hospital was filled with a thick...

The smell of poisonous water and an even stronger smell of gunpowder.

At the mahjong table, Li Zekai pushed over the cards in front of him, making a crisp clatter. "Win! All the same color!"

Ah Zhuer had a bitter face, holding a few wrinkled work tickets in his hand, like eggplants hit by frost.

Ni Yaqi and Mei Xiaolin were not much better off, and also looked worried.

"Wait! Why are all the chips we three have my work vouchers?!"

Ah Zhuer finally couldn't help but explode, "You guys are going to take away all my salary this month!"

Li Zekai spread his hands innocently and said, "Corporate culture, do you understand? Sharing risks and difficulties together!"

"Risk sharing! What risk am I taking? Just the risk of you winning all my work vouchers?" Ah Zhuer wanted to cry but had no tears.

At this time, Hong Xiaoyan came late, holding a cup of milk tea in her hand.

"Sister Hong, you're just in time!"

Ah Zhuer seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, "Why don't you have to do these things just because you come so late?"

Li Zekai quickly tried to smooth things over: "Sister Hong only knows some simple nursing work, so we have to rely on you, Azhu'er, to take care of these 'heavyweight' patients."

He winked at the three patients in the mental hospital. Mei Xiaolin rolled her eyes, while Ni Yaqi was immersed in her own world and didn't notice the movement around her at all.

"Alright, alright, I admit defeat!"

Li Zekai waved his hand and said, "Sister Hong, please serve drinks to these VIPs."

Hong Xiaoyan looked bewildered. "Drink...drink? What drink?"

Li Zekai smiled mysteriously: "Of course it's—Fat House Happy Water! Oh no, it's boiled water!"

He blinked, "After all, we have to control our sugar intake and live a healthy life!"

Hong Xiaoyan looked confused, but still obediently poured three glasses of boiled water and placed them in front of the three people.

Mei Xiaolin glanced at it with disdain: "You don't even have a single wolfberry, and you still dare to call it health preservation?"

Li Zekai spread his hands and said, "Sister, we don't grow wolfberries here! How about you go to Lao Wang's vegetable garden next door and pick a few?"

Mei Xiaolin snorted coldly and said nothing more.

Ni Yaqi stared at the water cup in front of her with empty eyes, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Ah Zhuer looked at the few work coupons she had left with heartache and sighed softly.

Suddenly, Hong Xiaoyan's eyes fell on a card on the mahjong table - "Two".

Her eyes lit up, she pounced on the table and bit the "two pieces"!

Click!

Before everyone could react, they heard a crisp breaking sound.

Hong Xiaoyan actually...

The corner of the table was gnawed off!

Not only that, she also chewed the "Two" card into pieces and swallowed it.

Everyone: "..."

"Fuck! Sister Hong, you have really good teeth!"

Ni Yaqi came back to her senses from her own world and looked at Hong Xiaoyan with admiration.

Hong Xiaoyan scratched her head embarrassedly: "Hey, I'm a little hungry..."

She looked at the remaining mahjong tiles again and licked her lips.

Everyone hurriedly protected the mahjong tiles, fearing that Hong Xiaoyan would eat them as snacks.

Li Zekai held his forehead and sighed, "This...what should I do?"

At this time, footsteps were heard in the corridor, and a familiar voice rang out: "Brother Li, the dean is looking for you..."

Li Zekai was as if he had been granted amnesty: "I'm saved! I'll go right away!"

He ran out, leaving everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.

At the corner of the corridor, Wu Hen said to Lin Qiye stealthily: "Did you see that? The thighs of the dean's secretary, tsk tsk tsk..."

Lin Qiye held his forehead helplessly: "Can you be more serious?"

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen walked into the entertainment room carelessly, and Li Zekai and Azhuer quickly stood up to greet them.

Wu Hen just waved his hand perfunctorily, staring at Mei Xiaolin.

That look was like a hungry wolf seeing a lamb, making Mei Xiaolin feel uncomfortable all over.

"Sister Xiaolin, can I have a word with you?" Wu Hen rubbed his hands with a flattering look on his face.

Lin Qiye shook his head helplessly. This guy was sick again.

The three of them came to a secluded room, and Wu Hen immediately became serious: "Sister Xiaolin, we need your help."

"prophecy?"

Mei Xiaolin raised an eyebrow, "What do you want to predict?"

"Our future." Lin Qiye said in a deep voice.

Mei Xiaolin closed her eyes and muttered something, a mysterious power surged around her.

After a moment, she suddenly opened her eyes, her face pale: "The trajectory of your fate... is bleak and bleak, and in the near future... there are signs of death!"

"What the hell? A death omen?!"

Wu Hen jumped up in shock, "Lao Lin, are we going to die?"

Lin Qiye frowned. Mei Xiaolin's predictions had never been wrong, but this time...

I'm afraid it's really dangerous.

Mei Xiaolin took a deep breath and continued, "What's even stranger is that I can't see your fate clearly, as if shrouded in a fog...but my fate is about to intersect more closely with yours..."

Wu Hen scratched his hair and said, "Sister Xiaolin, what do you mean? Are our lives tied to yours?"

Mei Xiaolin shook his head: "Perhaps... my fate is somehow related to your method of breaking the calamity."

She paused, her eyes falling on Lin Qiye, "Especially... you."

Lin Qiye's heart moved. Could it be that... his and Wu Hen's death was related to Mei Xiaolin's illness?

"Sister Xiaolin, what you mean is..." Lin Qiye was about to speak, but was interrupted by Wu Hen.

"I see!"

Wu Hen slapped his thigh and said, "Sister Xiaolin, you must be able to help us turn danger into safety once you recover!"

He rubbed his hands excitedly, "Lao Lin, we have to find a way to cure Sister Xiao Lin's illness!"

Lin Qiye looked at Wu Hen, then at Mei Xiaolin, and felt vaguely that things might not be that simple...

A complicated look flashed across Mei Xiaolin's eyes, and he slowly said, "My illness...is not that easy to cure..."

She reached out her hand and gently touched the back of Lin Qiye's hand with her fingertips, "Unless..."

Wu Hen stroked his chin, lost in thought. "Sister Xiaolin's illness is truly a difficult one... 50% of the treatment is still a long way off! This progress bar is slower than when I download a game!"

Lin Qiye glanced at him helplessly: "Say something useful."

"I'm thinking,"

Wu Hen's eyes rolled, "How about we give her a hard time? Stimulation therapy, understand? Give her an immersive experience, maybe she'll break through the bottleneck in one go!"

Lin Qiye frowned. "What kind of hard work is this? Don't tell me this is another weird and stupid idea."

Wu Hen chuckled and whispered a few words into Lin Qiye's ear.

After hearing this, Lin Qiye's expression changed: "Is this...reliable?"

"Don't worry, Lao Lin! I'll do the job, don't worry!"

Wu Hen patted his chest and promised, "I promise she will never forget it!"

The two of them stayed in the study for the entire morning. Finally, Wu Hen stretched himself and said, "It's done! We just have to wait for Sister Xiaolin to take the bait!"

The two came to the yard and saw Mei Xiaolin napping in a rocking chair. The sunlight shone through the leaves onto her face, making her look particularly peaceful.

"Sister Xiaolin, wake up!" Wu Hen pushed Mei Xiaolin.

Mei Xiaolin opened his eyes dazedly: "What are you doing... disturbing my sweet dream..."

"Sister Xiaolin, we have found a way to cure your illness!" Wu Hen looked excited.

Mei Xiaolin obviously didn't believe it: "Is this true? Are you guys trying to trick me again?"

"This time it's true!"

Wu Hen vowed, "However, we need you to cooperate with us to do one thing."

"What's the matter?" Mei Xiaolin looked at him warily.

"It's simple,"

Wu Hen smiled mysteriously, "As long as you tell us what you have discovered...the secrets of the real world..."

Mei Xiaolin's expression changed, and he suddenly sat up from the rocking chair, staring at Wu Hen sharply: "How... did you know..."

Her body began to tremble slightly, and a strange pink light flickered on her body...