Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Walking out of the room, Wu Hen stroked his chin with an expression of being worldly-wise and seeing through everything: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk, this plot, although old-fashioned, is very attractive!"

"I was wondering why this Bukira exudes a kind of pretentious air from time to time,"

"It turns out it's buy one get one free, and there's an extra item from Norse mythology!"

Lin Qiye rolled his eyes at him and said, "Speak properly."

"To put it simply, Miss Yi Xiaodeng gave her heart to Bukira, and as a result, her soul was also sent along with it."

"Now, this guy Bukira is like a deluxe two-person package, and it's a shared account."

As Wu Hen spoke, he made a gesture of soul merging into one, which made Lin Qiye almost laugh out loud.

"But this is different from Mei Xiaolin's situation."

Lin Qiye put away his smile and analyzed the situation seriously. "Mei Xiaolin's soul is suppressed, while Bukira's situation is more like... fusion?"

Wu Hen snapped his fingers: "That's right! So it's definitely not possible to extract Yi Xiaodeng's soul directly. It might cause the soul to dissipate."

"By then, forget about curing the disease, we'll even have to sacrifice another person. Besides, the system's treatment condition is 'separation', not 'elimination'."

He took out his cell phone and opened the system interface, which displayed a strange task reward: completing Bugira's treatment would reward him with the "Poet of the Sky" ability.

"The poet in the sky? What kind of strange ability is this? It sounds so childish." Lin Qiye complained.

Wu Hen smiled mysteriously: "Who knows, maybe I can speak eloquently and become a great writer, with countless girls falling for me!"

As he spoke, he suddenly frowned, "Wait, system, this treatment plan..."

A line of words popped up on the system interface: It is recommended that the host recite a poem, use the power of poetry to influence Yi Xiaodeng's soul, and let him voluntarily separate from Bukira's body.

Wu Hen and Lin Qiye looked at each other, and the air suddenly became quiet.

"Recite...recite poetry?" Wu Hen's mouth twitched. "System, are you serious?"

System: Host, please start reciting poetry as soon as possible. Countdown begins: 3...2...1...

Wu Hen took a deep breath, assumed a poetic posture, and slowly began to speak: "Ah... the moon shines brightly before my bed..."

Lin Qiye covered his face.

Suddenly, there was a noise in Bukira's room...

In Bukira's room, a faint light flashed, and Yi Xiaodeng's figure appeared illusory in front of Wu Hen and Lin Qiye.

She looked more solid than before, but still had a sickly pale look.

"The moon is shining brightly in front of my bed? You are so perfunctory!"

Yi Xiaodeng gave Wu Hen a cold look.

"I was so moved I was about to show up and thank you for saving my life!"

Wu Hen scratched his head, looking embarrassed: "Ahem, this is because I haven't gotten into the state yet... Besides, the countdown given by the system is too short, I haven't prepared my emotions yet!"

Lin Qiye suppressed his laughter and asked, "Does Bukira know of your existence?"

Yi Xiaodeng shook his head, his expression darkening: "He doesn't know... I don't want him to know."

"why?"

Wu Hen asked curiously,

"This is a big deal about sharing life! Don't you want to be honest with him, build a love nest together, and have a bunch of little bukiras?"

Yi Xiaodeng glared at him fiercely: "Can you be more serious!"

"I didn't want him to know because... I didn't want him to live in guilt and shadow."

Her voice lowered, "If he hadn't saved me, he wouldn't have..."

Yi Xiaodeng didn't continue speaking, but Lin Qiye and Wu Hen both understood what she meant.

"I see,"

Lin Qiye nodded solemnly, "I will keep it a secret."

Wu Hen also nodded: "Don't worry, little sister, I'm famous for my tight-lipped words! Unless..."

He paused, then gave a sly smile, "Unless you promise to marry me!"

Yi Xiaodeng was almost pissed off by him: "Get out of here!"

"Okay, okay, no more jokes,"

Wu Hen put away his playful smile and said seriously, "We will help you keep the secret."

"However, you also have to be careful not to be discovered by that guy Li Zekai."

Yi Xiaodeng looked at them gratefully and said, "Thank you. I will be careful."

After saying this, her figure gradually faded and disappeared into the air.

Wu Hen looked at the direction where Yi Xiaodeng disappeared, touched his chin, and said in a low voice: "It seems that there are many stories behind this..."

Lin Qiye nodded thoughtfully: "Yeah..." He suddenly turned to look at Wu Hen,

"The 'Sky Poet' ability you just mentioned..."

Wu Hen smiled mysteriously: "Hehe, don't be impatient, the best is yet to come..."

As he spoke, he took out a small booklet from his pocket with a few big words written on it: "One Hundred and Eight Ways to Flirt with Girls".

Lin Qiye: “…”

Walking out of Bukira's room, Wu Hen had a confident expression on his face: "Do you think my IQ is simply insane? Haha, you don't understand this kind of high IQ operation!"

Lin Qiye shook his head speechlessly: "What kind of operation are you doing?"

Wu Hen patted Lin Qiye's shoulder proudly: "Don't worry, I will keep this secret. After all, you know, I have to protect Bukira's mental state!"

Lin Qiye nodded, agreeing with Wu Hen's words.

Back in the room, Wu Hen opened the system interface, which showed that the treatment progress had advanced by 1%. At the same time, a new prompt popped up: the divine power of Bukela (Yi Xiaodeng) could be extracted.

"Oh my, let's do something powerful!" Wu Hen's eyes lit up, and with a wave of his hand, a turntable appeared in the air.

Unlike before, this turntable is divided into two areas, gold and red. The gold represents Bugira's ability, and the red represents Yi Xiaodeng's ability. Each area has more ability options, and the names are weird and changeable.

"Oh my God, what kind of magical power is this?" Lin Qiye asked in surprise.

"Hey, look at this 'Poet of the Sky', it sounds really impressive!"

Wu Hen pointed to the golden area on the turntable and said, "And this 'Eye of Nothingness', it sounds like it can see through everything!"

Lin Qiye couldn't help but complain: "Have you read too many novels? Why are these names so childish?"

"What's wrong with being a chuunibaku? A chuunibaku has its own power!"

Wu Hen said confidently, "Come, close your eyes and follow me: May the gods in heaven bless you and let the power on this roulette wheel come down as you wish..."

Wu Hen finished reading seriously, then suddenly opened his eyes and pointed hard at the turntable.

The turntable began to spin rapidly, and the colors intertwined, looking extremely dazzling.

Just as the turntable was about to stop, Wu Hen excitedly shouted, "Stop!"

The turntable slowly stopped, and the pointer swung back and forth at the junction of the gold and red areas, finally stopping at an unknown ability.

Wu Hen and Lin Qiye held their breath as a line of text popped up on the system interface: Congratulations to the host for obtaining the "Eye of Nothingness" ability, which can be used under specific conditions, the specific conditions of which are unknown.

Wu Hen was stunned for a moment, then a smug smile appeared on his face: "Haha, 'Eye of Nothingness'! This name sounds very powerful, it will definitely be very useful!"

Lin Qiye looked at him speechlessly: "Do you ever have a moment of seriousness?"

Wu Hen chuckled and said mysteriously, "Whether it's serious or not, you'll know when you use it..."

He suddenly remembered something and his face changed.

"Wait, Lin Qiye, do you feel that there seems to be something hidden behind this ability?"

Lin Qiye nodded thoughtfully: "Indeed, this 'Eye of Nothingness' doesn't seem that simple..."

Wu Hen stared at the turntable, frowning slightly, and whispered, "It seems that this game is far from being that simple..."

Wu Hen rubbed his hands together, his face devout. "System Daddy, please bless me to draw an SSR! Preferably one that sounds incredibly cool and awesome just by the name!"

He suddenly poked the turntable, and the pointer spun wildly like a drunk, flashing gold and red alternately, dazzling the eyes.

"stop!"

Wu Hen shouted loudly, and the pointer slowly slowed down, finally stopping steadily in the golden area - "The Poet of the Sky".

"YES! Golden Legend!"

Wu Hen jumped up excitedly and hugged Lin Qiye.

"Old Lin, the time has come to witness a miracle! I'm going to show you the power of poetry!"

Lin Qiye pushed him away in disgust: "Read the instructions first, and don't do anything weird again."

Wu Hen opened the ability description, which read: The poet in the sky, chanting poetry can trigger strange phenomena in heaven and earth. The stronger the artistic conception of the poem, the more powerful the phenomenon.

"A strange phenomenon in heaven and earth? Sounds awesome!"

Wu Hen was rubbing his hands, eager to give it a try, "Let me sing a song to liven up the atmosphere!"

He cleared his throat, assumed a poetic posture, and swayed his head as he recited, "The moon shines brightly before my bed..."

Before he finished speaking, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and a huge stream of water fell from the sky.

It poured down like a waterfall, soaking Wu Hen like a drowned chicken in an instant.

"Fuck! What's going on?" Wu Hen spat out water and wiped it off his face.

Lin Qiye stood aside, looking at the embarrassed Wu Hen.

He suppressed a smile and said, "Is this the strange phenomenon in the sky and earth you mentioned? Why does it feel more like... artificial rainfall?"

Wu Hen scratched his head awkwardly: "Uh... maybe I opened it the wrong way? Try again!"

He took a deep breath and chanted again: "The waterfall plunges three thousand feet..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the water became more turbulent, like a river bursting its banks, roaring and rushing towards the ground.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Lin Qiye shouted hurriedly, "If you keep reading, we'll all be washed away!"

Wu Hen also realized that something was wrong and quickly stopped reciting poetry.

The water flow gradually weakened and eventually disappeared, leaving only a mess on the ground.

Wu Hen looked at the mess before him and fell into deep thought: "Could it be that... this ability can only recite poems related to water?"

Lin Qiye held his forehead helplessly: "You'd better think about how to control this ability first, otherwise the whole city might be flooded next time."

Wu Hen nodded, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "I got it! I know what to do!"

He smiled mysteriously and took out a collection of ancient poems from his pocket.

"Hey, next, I'll show you what a true 'Poet of the Sky' is!"

He opened the book and his eyes fell on one of the poems.

A strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Li Bai, Li Bai, please don't blame me..."