Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Ye Xiaofan looked around at everyone, a confident smile on his face. "Everyone, I know what you're worried about. Lin Qiye may be relatively inexperienced, but he's no pushover."

"He is the agent of the Blazing God Michael and the Black Goddess Ni Yaqi. Is this enough?"

She paused, observing everyone's reactions.

He continued, "Moreover, this kid's IQ is off the charts, his strategy is top-notch, and his performance in the training camp is also among the best. He's definitely a rough diamond. With a little polish, he'll become a great talent!"

Some people in the conference room nodded in agreement. After all, the identity of Michael and Ni Yaqi's agents was indeed shocking enough.

But there are still a few senior executives with frowns on their faces.

One person said in a deep voice, "That being said, Lin Qiye is still too young and lacks practical experience. Isn't it too risky to let him be the captain?"

"adventure?"

Ye Xiaofan chuckled.

"No risk, no gain. Everyone knows the current situation of the Night's Watch."

"Instead of sticking to the old ways, let's give it a try! I believe in Lin Qiye; he can surprise us!"

At the same time, in the ward of the Gods Psychiatric Hospital, Lin Qiye was boredly flipping through a book titled "Self-cultivation for Mental Patients".

He thought of his previous conversation with Mei Xiaolin, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Who will be the next patient?" He muttered to himself, closed the book, and a glimmer of anticipation flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, the door of the ward was pushed open and a familiar figure walked in.

"Qiye, what are you thinking about? So absorbed?"

Wu Hen walked over with an apple in his hand, smiling and his eyes full of teasing.

Lin Qiye glanced at him and said calmly, "What are you doing here?"

Wu Hen took a bite of the apple and said vaguely: "Of course I came to see you! By the way, I have good news to tell you..." He smiled mysteriously, "You, got a promotion."

"Promotion? Promotion to what?" Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows, obviously not quite believing what Wu Hen said.

This guy rarely says anything serious, and who knows what bad things he might be planning.

Wu Hen cleared his throat in a mysterious manner: "Ahem, congratulations, Captain Lin! You have been appointed as the captain of the special team!"

As he spoke, he patted Lin Qiye's shoulder seriously.

Lin Qiye was stunned for a moment, then realized: "Captain of the special team? Commander Ye said so?"

Wu Hen shrugged: "What else? Could it be that I, a fellow patient in the mental hospital, promoted you?"

As he spoke, he took a bite of the apple, and the crunching sound was particularly clear in the ward.

Meanwhile, in the conference room of the Night Watch headquarters, the debate continued.

A gray-haired old man slowly spoke: "Commander Ye, although Lin Qiye is quite capable, he is a recent graduate and has only been working for a short time, so he lacks the experience to handle cases."

"Isn't it too hasty to make him captain?"

Another senior executive also agreed: "Yes, and this kid's realm seems to be not enough. Compared with the realm of Captain Chen when the special team was established, it is much lower."

"If we encounter a strong enemy, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the crowd."

Ye Xiaofan sneered: "Qualifications? Realm? Are these things you are talking about important? What time is it now? This is the most critical moment for the Night's Watch!"

"Instead of training new people step by step, it's better to promote them in an extraordinary way and give it a try! I believe in Lin Qiye, he will definitely bring us surprises!"

The old man sighed: "Well, that being said, but..."

"But what but!" Ye Xiaofan slammed the table, interrupting the old man. "It's settled! Meeting adjourned!"

On the other side, Wu Hen leaned close to Lin Qiye's ear and whispered, "Hey, Captain Lin, I heard that your team members this time... are a little special."

Lin Qiye frowned: "Special? What do you mean?"

Wu Hen grinned: "Hehe, you will know when the time comes..."

Before he finished speaking, the door of the ward was pushed open again, and a doctor in a white coat walked in with a document in his hand.

"Mr. Lin Qiye, this is your..."

The doctor paused, looked at Wu Hen, then looked at Lin Qiye, with a puzzled expression on his face, "This..."

Wu Hen put his arm around Lin Qiye's shoulders and said with a grin, "I'm his brother! A real brother!"

doctor:"……"

"A new patient has arrived."

The doctor pushed up his glasses and looked at Wu Hen with a look full of suspicion.

But in the end, he handed the document to Lin Qiye: "This is the information of the new patient, please take a look."

Lin Qiye took the document, glanced through it quickly, and frowned slightly.

The new patient's name is Andre. According to the information, he suffers from severe paranoia and is extremely dangerous.

"Paranoia? That's interesting."

Wu Hen came over, glanced at the document, and chuckled, "It seems our mental hospital is going to be bustling again."

"Can you be serious?" Lin Qiye rolled his eyes at him unhappily.

Wu Hen shrugged: "How am I not serious? I just care about you, Captain Lin."

As he spoke, he took another bite of the apple, and the crunching sound echoed in the ward.

At the same time, on the rooftop of the Night Watch headquarters, Ye Xiaofan leaned tiredly on the railing, gazing into the distance.

The two-hour debate in the conference room left her physically and mentally exhausted.

"Are you still thinking about Lin Qiye?" Zuo Xiaoqing walked to her and asked softly.

Ye Xiaofan sighed: "Yeah, those old guys are so stubborn and only know how to stick to the rules."

Zuo Xiaoqing patted her shoulder: "Don't worry too much"

Ye Xiaofan turned to look at her, his eyes firm: "I believe him too."

"If he isn't the captain of the fifth special team, then..."

She paused and didn't continue speaking. Instead, she took out a coin from her pocket and tossed it into the air.

The coin spun in the air, flashing with metallic luster, and finally fell into Ye Xiaofan's hands.

"If it's heads, then..."

Ye Xiaofan looked at the coin in his hand, a mysterious smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

The coin landed steadily in Ye Xiaofan's palm, facing up.

"I'll bet my career on this to get him in this position!"

Ye Xiaofan spoke in a resolute tone, with a determination to fight to the death.

Zuo Xiaoqing was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "It seems you already have an idea?"

"Hehe, the mountain man has his own clever plan."

Ye Xiaofan smiled mysteriously, turned around and left, leaving Zuo Xiaoqing alone in the wind.

At the same time, in the Gods Psychiatric Hospital, Lin Qiye tossed and turned in the ward, feeling uncomfortable all over.

"This feeling is even worse than eating expired spicy hot pot..."

He muttered, grabbed the remote control and frantically switched channels. Finally, he collapsed on the bed and sighed, "Oh, so boring..."

The next second, his consciousness sank into the depths of his mind, and the familiar pure white ward appeared before his eyes.

"Welcome back, Dean Lin." A gentle voice sounded.

Lin Qiye suddenly sat up from the bed and wiped his face. He felt more tired than staying up late playing games.

Wu Hen was still chewing an apple beside him, making a crunching sound like a mouse grinding its teeth.

"I say, can you please keep your voice down?" Lin Qiye glared at him unhappily.

Wu Hen chuckled and threw the apple core accurately into the trash can: "I'm worried that you'll be lonely, Captain Lin."

At this time, a young doctor wearing a white coat, black-framed glasses and meticulously combed hair walked in. It was Li Zekai.

"Mr. Lin, you're awake." Li Zekai pushed his glasses and spoke respectfully.

Before Lin Qiye could speak, Wu Hen spoke first: "Hey, Doctor Li, let me tell you a piece of gossip. Guess what?"

"Your idol, the black goddess Ni Yaqi, is fighting with Dr. Mei! Just to wake up our Captain Lin!"

Lin Qiye and Li Zekai were both stunned.

Li Zekai was shocked. "Is this true? To... to wake up Mr. Lin?"

Wu Hen had a look on his face that said, "You just know." "That's right. That scene, with gongs and drums blaring, firecrackers going off, red flags waving, and huge crowds of people...

Li Zekai was completely confused. This was completely different from what he had imagined!

Lin Qiye sighed, stood up and followed Li Zekai to the office where Ni Yaqi and Mei Xiaolin were.

The two were sitting on the sofa, and the atmosphere was tense.

Seeing Lin Qiye come in, Ni Yaqi immediately stood up, with a look of concern on her face: "Qiye, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?"

Mei Xiaolin also stood up. Although she didn't say anything, her eyes were full of worry.

Lin Qiye waved his hand: "I'm fine, sorry to have made you worried."

He looked at the two of them and said seriously, "There's no rush for revenge. Right now, I just want to rest well and welcome the next patient."

Ni Yaqi and Mei Xiaolin looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

Why is this kid so stubborn?

After saying goodbye to the two, Lin Qiye walked straight to the corridor where the six wards were located.

Wu Hen followed behind him, humming a tuneless tune.

Lin Qiye stopped in front of the third ward with a harp sign painted on it and took a deep breath.

Wu Hen also put away his playful smile and stared at the closed door curiously.

Lin Qiye slowly raised his hand, grasped the door handle, and gently turned it——

"Wait!" a voice came from behind.