Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

"What do I mean? I'm asking you, why is this drain so thick?"

An Qing'er blinked innocently, but her tone was filled with a subtle hint of teasing.

"Didn't you just say you wanted to chop me up and flush me down the drain?"

"I have to first confirm whether this pipe is thick enough to flush it down smoothly."

The one-eyed evil man was stunned by An Qing'er's sudden question, and then flew into a rage: "You bitch! Are you kidding me?!"

He rolled up his sleeves and approached An Qing'er viciously.

"I'll let you know now what..."

"Hey, hey, hey, don't get excited."

An Qing'er waved her hand, interrupting the one-eyed evil's roar.

"If you can answer my questions, I promise to cooperate with you. How about that?"

One-Eyed Evil was stunned and looked at An Qing'er suspiciously: "Are you serious?"

"certainly,"

An Qing'er smiled slightly, but there was a hint of coldness in her smile.

"I have always had a strong thirst for knowledge, and I want to die knowing full well."

The one-eyed evil hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't resist the curiosity.

He lowered his voice and said, "This shabby place used to be a military base built on a small island."

"This drainage system is actually a modified drainage channel from a ship's oceanographic laboratory, so it's so thick..."

"Oh, I see."

An Qing'er dragged out her voice and nodded thoughtfully.

"That……"

Her words stopped abruptly, but her eyes drifted to the corner of the toilet, where something seemed to have caught her attention.

An Qing'er withdrew her gaze from the corner, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"So, Ren Bufan has escaped from here before?"

The one-eyed man sneered, as if he had heard some huge joke.

"Escape? Dream on! This drain leads directly to the sea."

"There are mutated marine creatures all over the place. Even if you don't get torn to pieces by those monsters, you'll drown to death. What's more..."

He paused, a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes.

"This drain was originally designed to handle some... 'special garbage', hehe."

"Special garbage?"

An Qing'er raised her eyebrows, pretending to be a curious baby.

"How special? Even more special than me?"

One-Eyed Evil was amused by An Qing'er's tone. He raised his chin proudly and was about to brag about his "great achievements".

But he was interrupted by An Qing'er's sudden question: "Ren Bufan's physique and skeleton are so big, he can't fit into this hole?"

The one-eyed man was stunned for a moment, then realized what An Qing'er was referring to.

His eyes rolled, and he took out a blood-stained folding saw from his arms and waved it in front of An Qing'er.

"Those who understand will understand that some things are possible as long as the tools are in place."

He grinned, revealing his yellow teeth. "This thing is really good..."

An Qing'er covered her mouth in surprise and widened her eyes.

"Wow, is it that powerful? Then... how do we deal with the bone fragments? Won't it cause a blockage?"

The one-eyed evil man leaned close to An Qing'er's ear mysteriously and whispered, "You don't know this, right? This drainage system is connected to..."

He suddenly stopped, his eyes flickering, as if he had thought of something.

"…Why are you asking so many questions?"

An Qing'er smiled slightly,

"Nothing, I'm just curious. If it's so powerful, then there must be no problem, right?"

The one-eyed evil looked at An Qing'er's innocent expression, and the doubts in his heart gradually dissipated, and he nodded proudly.

"Of course! I..."

"Of course! I..."

Before the one-eyed man could finish his curse words, he felt a sharp pain in his neck and the world in front of him began to spin.

His eyes widened as he looked down in disbelief at the thin thread sticking out of his chest. The thread was bright red and still trembling slightly.

The innocent smile on An Qing'er's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by cold indifference.

"Sorry, my curiosity has been satisfied."

An Qing'er said lightly, and with a light hook of her fingertips, more silk threads popped out from her fingertips and wrapped around the body of the one-eyed evil like a spirit snake.

"you you…"

The one-eyed evil uttered a few words with difficulty, a hoarse sound coming from his throat, his eyes filled with fear and despair.

He could never have imagined that this seemingly weak and harmless woman could be so cruel!

An Qing'er ignored the one-eyed evil's struggle. The silk thread was like a sharp blade, quickly cutting through the one-eyed evil's body.

Although the fasting house suppressed the forbidden ruins, the characteristics of some forbidden items were still there. The forbidden items she had hidden in advance came into play at this moment.

The sounds of blood and flesh splattering and bones breaking echoed in the small toilet, which was creepy.

Soon, the toilet returned to calm, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

An Qing'er retracted the silk thread and clapped her hands, as if she had just done something insignificant.

She walked to the drain, looked down, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"It's really thick." An Qing'er said in a low voice, turned and left the bathroom.

The toilet was empty, with only the water stains on the ground and the lingering smell of blood in the air, silently telling of what had just happened.

Click—the sound of the toilet door being pushed open broke the silence...

An Qing'er hummed a little tune and walked out of the bathroom leisurely, as if she had just gone to touch up her makeup.

There was a faint smile on her face, but her eyes were as cold as ice.

In the toilet, apart from the lingering smell of blood, where was the slightest trace of the one-eyed evil?

It was like he had never existed, so clean it was eerie.

The cafeteria was bustling with people, all kinds of strange-looking "prisoners" gathered together, and the air was filled with a strange sense of tension.

An Qing'er walked straight to the lunch window and took a box lunch that didn't look very delicious. Then she looked around and found a seat in the corner to sit down.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen also came over with their plates.

Wu Hen muttered as he walked, "The food in this cafeteria is too bad. There's not even any spicy noodles. Bad review!"

The system popped up at the right moment: "Ding! Triggering the hidden mission: 'Prison Gourmet'."

"Quest Requirements: Within one week, raise the food quality of the fasting center to five stars. Mission Reward: 1 random SSS-level skill."

Wu Hen's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Fuck, SSS-level skills! System, you finally have a conscience!"

Lin Qiye held his forehead helplessly: "Can you please be quiet?"

Wu Hen chuckled: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

He turned to look at An Qing'er, winked and said, "Beautiful lady, do you mind sharing a table?"

An Qing'er glanced at him and said lightly, "Whatever."

Just as the three were about to start eating, a burly man with a face full of flesh walked over. It was none other than Elder Han.

When he passed by Lin Qiye, he deliberately bumped into him.

Then he threw a small bag on Lin Qiye's dining table and left without looking back.

Lin Qiye frowned, picked up the pocket, opened it and took a look. His face suddenly turned gloomy.

In his pocket, there was half a bloody heart and a piece of clothing with a number written on it.

Wu Hen came over to take a look and took a deep breath: "Fuck, this is..."

"1967." Lin Qiye whispered the number on the piece of clothing, his eyes frighteningly cold.

An Qing'er put down her chopsticks and looked at Lin Qiye with interest.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a meaningful smile: "Looks like there's going to be something interesting to watch..."

Lin Qiye's face was terribly gloomy. His fingers gently stroked the half-bloody heart, and an indescribable anger surged in his heart.

He raised his head, his eyes as cold as a knife, scanning everything around him, as if looking for the arrogant enemy.

Wu Hen couldn't sit still any longer and came over excitedly: "Hey, Brother Lin, this is going to be interesting."

"Tell me, what is this Mr. Han singing about?"

Lin Qiye glanced at him coldly: "Can't you see it yourself? This is clearly a warning, telling us to be careful."

Wu Hen chuckled and shrugged: "Okay, okay, I understand. But we have the system, what are we afraid of?"

Before he finished speaking, two figures walked over. They were Wang Xiaolu and Fang Huiyang.

The two men are not tall, but they give people a sense of being capable.

They walked to the table of Lin Qiye and Wu Hen, with a hint of vigilance in their eyes.

"Hello, my name is Wang Xiaolu, and this is Fang Huiyang."

Wang Xiaolu's tone was calm, but there was a glimmer of scrutiny in his eyes.

"We are the former night watchman Ren Bufan, and we have come here to give you a warning."

Wu Hen suddenly became interested and asked with his head tilted, "Remind? How do you remind me?"

Wang Xiaolu didn't waste any time and went straight to the point: "Master Han's warning is already very clear."

"He won't target you for no reason. I suggest you be careful."

"Especially Lin Qiye, he's been staring at you since the day you first came in."

Fang Huiyang took over the conversation, his tone low: "It's not like outside here. There are many fierce guys under Boss Han, and there are snipers around."

"If you encounter danger, try to run to the activity area, where it is relatively safer."

Lin Qiye pondered for a moment and nodded: "Thank you for the reminder, we will be careful."

Wu Hen sighed helplessly: "It's really one thing after another."

"However, System, do you think this Elder Han could be one of our mission targets?"

The system's voice sounded at the right time: "Ding! Triggering the hidden mission: 'Outsmarting Han Da Lao'."

"Mission requirements: Investigate Han Da Lao's conspiracy and thwart his plan without revealing your identity."

"Quest Reward: Random SSS-level skill*1."

Wu Hen's eyes lit up: "Okay, this mission sounds exciting!"

An Qing'er watched coldly from the side, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and a barely perceptible smile flashed in her eyes.

She whispered, "It seems that the fun has just begun..."

Wang Xiaolu and Fang Huiyang exchanged glances, then stood up. "If there's nothing else, we'll leave first. Remember, it's better to be cautious."

Wu Hen waved at them: "Don't worry, we are not vegetarians."

The two nodded and left, their figures gradually disappearing into the crowd.

Lin Qiye held that half heart tightly, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

Wu Hen, on the other hand, looked excited, as if all this was just an exciting game to him.

An Qing'er smiled slightly, with a hint of coldness in her eyes: "Let's go, the road ahead will be even more exciting."

Wu Hen laughed heartily: "Of course, let me lead the way!"

The three of them stood up and prepared to leave the cafeteria, and all this seemed to be just the beginning.