Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Ye Faner handed the sealed bag containing the old mobile phone to Lin Qiye and Wu Hen.

His tone was serious: "This is your first mission. Your phone will guide you to your destination. Remember, all actions must follow the instructions on your phone."

Wu Hen raised his eyebrows and approached Ye Faner with a serious look on his face: "Beauty, this phone is not an ancient artifact, right? It can also automatically navigate, 666!"

Lin Qiye held his forehead helplessly, his illness was starting to reoccur again.

Ye Faner took a step back calmly.

Explained: "This phone has been specially modified to connect to a special frequency, obtain intelligence, and provide directions."

Wu Hen wanted to say a few more words, but was stopped by Lin Qiye's eyes.

"Any questions?" Ye Faner asked.

"Yes, I have,"

Wu Hen answered quickly,

"Can you take us back to land? It's too cold in this lousy Iceland!"

Ye Faner shook her head: "Special teams need to learn to deal with various situations independently. This time, just treat it as your first test."

After she finished speaking, she disappeared from the spot in a flash.

Wu Hen wailed, "You're leaving now? You didn't even give me a five-star review!"

Lin Qiye sighed: "Just accept your fate and row back slowly."

The two returned to their previous resting place and found that Baili Pang'er, Cao Yuanhai and An Yuqing were staring at them without blinking.

Fatty Baili was the first to break the silence: "Why aren't you excited? Becoming the captain of the special team! How awesome!"

Wu Hen looked miserable: "What the hell is this? This is clearly a tough job!" Fatty Baili was speechless.

Cao Yuanhai, however, was very excited: "Becoming a member of the special team is a great opportunity..."

"That's right! This is the VIP channel to the pinnacle of life!"

Cao Yuanhai rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Just think about it, from now on we'll be part of a special team, beating up monsters and saving the world from disaster. It's exciting just thinking about it!"

As he spoke, his eyes were full of longing for the future.

Lin Qiye looked at Cao Yuanhai's excitement and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotions.

Back then, he just wanted to be a night watchman in Cangnan peacefully, but now he has embarked on this completely different path. Fate is truly amazing.

Wu Hen nodded silently and sighed in agreement: "Alas, who said it wasn't true?"

"I used to just want to find a place to retire, but now I have to rush around saving the world. What a life..."

As he spoke, he suddenly changed the subject and said with a smile,

"But, being able to save the world with a beautiful woman is not a bad thing!"

Lin Qiye didn't bother to pay attention to him. He took out two documents from his pocket and handed them to Cao Yuanhai and Baili Pang'er: "Since you want to join so much, then sign it. This is the application form for reserve team members."

Cao Yuanhai and Baili Pang'er were stunned at first, then Baili Pang'er jumped up excitedly: "Oh my god! Is this true? We can join too?"

Cao Yuanhai seemed relatively calm. He took the document and looked at it carefully, then solemnly took out a knife from his pocket.

A slight scratch on the finger and blood immediately gushed out.

He pressed his bloody finger on the document, leaving a bright red fingerprint.

“That’s how it feels like a ceremony!”

He said seriously.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen were both stunned. Wu Hen couldn't help but complain, "Brother, are you serious? Can't we just use ink when we get to land? It's like we've sworn a blood oath..."

Cao Yuanhai shook his head, his face serious: "This is different. Signing with blood represents my determination!"

He paused, then looked at Lin Qiye with burning eyes, "Captain, from now on, my life is in your hands!"

Seeing this, Fatty Baili was not willing to be outdone. He snatched the document, bit his finger with a howl, and left a bloody fingerprint on the document.

"Oh my god, this hurts so much!"

He rubbed his fingers with a grin, "But for joining the special team, this little pain is nothing! Captain, from now on, I'm yours!"

He looked at Lin Qiye with a flattering expression.

Wu Hen complained: "Are you sure you pressed a fingerprint and not a lump of ketchup?"

Lin Qiye looked at An Yuqing, who had been silent the whole time. "What about you? What do you think? Do you still want to continue being a night watchman?"

An Yuqing pushed his glasses up and asked calmly, "If I join, can I continue my...anatomy experiment?"

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen exchanged a glance, and Wu Hen winked and whispered, "This girl's hobby is really unique..."

Lin Qiye coughed lightly and said, "The special team has greater authority and resources. As long as it does not violate the regulations, your research can continue."

An Yuqing nodded, took the document, and followed Cao Yuanhai's example, leaving fingerprints with the blood from his fingertips.

"Deal," she said simply.

"OK, now there are four of us,"

Wu Hen counted on his fingers, "We are still two people short of the first condition - forming a six-person team."

Cao Yuanhai rubbed his hands eagerly: "Captain, where should we recruit next? Do you have any target candidates?"

Lin Qiye shook his head: "No rush. Instead of just randomly recruiting people to make up the numbers, it is better to slowly look for suitable partners. Quality is more important than quantity."

Wu Hen agreed: "The captain is right, we need to build an elite team, not a mob!"

He suddenly thought of something, leaned close to Lin Qiye's ear, and whispered, "Captain, I suddenly have a bold idea..."

"Captain, instead of struggling to find someone, why not hold a global audition and cast a wide net to catch more fish? Think about it: 'The strongest god-slaying team is recruiting! High salary, five social insurances and one housing fund, food and housing included!' Once this ad is released, won't it attract a swarm of talented people?"

Wu Hen rubbed his hands, his eyes shining, as if he had already seen countless masters rushing to join them.

When Fatty Baili heard this, he immediately agreed with both hands: "Great! This is a great idea! Captain, I think we can also add a clause, 'Beautiful women first'! Hehehe..."

He rubbed his hands with a lewd look on his face.

Lin Qiye held his forehead speechlessly: "What are you thinking? We are going to save the world, not to choose a concubine!"

Although he said this, he also felt that Wu Hen's proposal was a good idea.

Instead of looking for a needle in a haystack, it is better to take the initiative and attract talents.

"Okay, I'll do as you say when we get back to land."

Lin Qiye raised his head and looked into the distance, his eyes determined, "The special team officially sets sail!"

"Oh yeah! I can finally leave this godforsaken Iceland!"

Wu Hen jumped up excitedly, wishing he could grow wings and fly back to land.

"Captain, where is the boat? How do we get back?" Fatty Baili scratched his head, looking confused.

Wu Hen slapped his head and said, "Oh, I forgot about that! Where can I find a boat in this wilderness?"

"Who says there's no boat?"

Fatty Baili smiled mysteriously and took out a scroll from his storage ring. "Look at me, Thunder Tornado!"

As the scroll unfolded, a gust of wind blew out, blowing up ice and snow all over the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a huge ice ship appeared out of thin air and stopped steadily on the sea.

"Fuck! Fatty, you still have this skill?"

Wu Hen was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.

"Hey, keep a low profile."

Fatty Baili touched his nose proudly and urged, "Hurry up and get on the boat, let's go home!"

Everyone boarded the ice boat, and Fatty Baili controlled the thunderstorm, breaking through the waves and rushing towards the land.

The ice ship sailed through the wind and waves and disappeared at the end of the horizon, full of hope and vitality.

At the same time, the door to the Ancient God Church slowly opened, and a figure staggered in...