Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Beep——!

The sharp whistle pierced the dawn, like a knife stabbing into the eardrums of every recruit.

The deadly silent playground exploded in an instant, and hundreds of figures fled frantically in all directions like frightened rabbits, regardless of everything.

Panic is the only theme at this moment.

"Run! Run quickly!"

"Get out of the way!"

"They're coming! The 'instructor' is here!"

Amidst the chaotic roar, no one knew where to run.

No one knew who the "instructor" was. They only knew that if they stayed here, they would die.

In sharp contrast to the chaos were a few people standing leisurely at the other end of the playground.

Baili Pangpang yawned loudly, tears in the corners of his eyes.

He grumbled in dissatisfaction: "What the hell...Wake us up before dawn just to see these rookies running around?"

"I might as well take a nap instead of this time."

An Qingyu, who was standing beside him, pushed up his glasses and calmly explained, "We are the examiners, so of course we have to be present."

"One aspect is to observe their performance,"

"On the other hand, it's also to prevent accidents. We can't let them die here."

Lin Qiye stood aside with his hands in his pockets, his eyes sweeping over the recruits who were fleeing in a panic, without saying a word.

Wu Hen's eyes were unusually focused, as if he was evaluating a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

He suddenly turned to look at An Qingyu: "How's the 'recipe' I asked you to prepare?"

An Qingyu's expression suddenly became a little strange, even with a hint of disgust: "Are you serious?"

"That thing... is too troublesome to make, and the ingredients are disgusting. Do you really want to let them eat it?"

"Must eat."

Wu Hen's tone was unquestionable. His voice was not loud, but it was chilling.

"On the battlefield, you never know where your next meal is coming from or what it will be."

"What we need to do now is to completely break down their inherent perception of the word 'food,'"

"Lower their acceptance threshold to the lowest possible level. Only in this way can they have a chance to survive."

His words chilled the air around them.

Cao Yuan, who was standing by, frowned and couldn't help but ask, "Wu Hen, is it necessary to go to this extent?"

"They are just new recruits. Even if they are assigned to other positions, they may not see real battlefields, right?"

"Most of them will probably be in logistics or garrison positions."

Wu Hen slowly shook his head and looked deeply into the distance, where was the outline of the city's steel and concrete.

"Cao Yuan, always prepare for the worst-case scenario."

"If one day the defense line is torn apart and the rear becomes the front line, they will be the last barrier."

"I would rather they hate me now than die in front of the enemy in the future because of picky eating or cowardice."

Cao Yuan was silent.

He couldn't refute it because what Wu Hen said was the bloody reality.

He could only sigh and nodded heavily: "You're right... I hope that day will never come."

Even as they were talking, the fleeing recruits had already become a chaotic mess.

Most people wandered around the base aimlessly.

They were soon "eliminated" one by one by the "instructors" hiding in the dark, and let out short screams.

After a brief panic, a small group of relatively smart recruits began to look for seemingly safe hiding places.

"No... I can't run anymore..."

A new recruit leaned against the wall, gasping for breath, his lungs aching.

"Running like this is no solution! They outnumber us and are familiar with the terrain. We'll be caught sooner or later!"

Another young man who was in the lead said through gritted teeth.

"What should we do? Where can we hide?"

The leading young man's eyes swept around the surroundings and finally locked onto an abandoned five-story teaching building not far away.

"There! The teaching building! There are many rooms in it, and the structure is complex, which makes it easy to hide!"

"No matter how many people they have, it's impossible for them to search every room!"

This proposal was immediately agreed by everyone.

A group of seven or eight people, supporting each other, sneaked into the shadow of the teaching building.

The door of the building was not locked, so they pushed it open quietly.

He slipped in, then quickly found a classroom that looked the most ordinary and locked the door.

"Huh...huh..."

Leaning against the cold door, listening to the noise outside gradually fading away,

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, their tense nerves finally feeling a bit relieved.

"It's safe... It should be safe for now." A man sat slumped on the ground, saying after surviving the disaster.

"I told you it's safe here, right? It's dark out here, and they'd never think we'd dare to hide back in the teaching building."

The young man in the lead was quite proud.

"It's so exciting, it's scarier than a horror movie."

A few people relaxed and even started talking in low voices, and the suppressed tension was replaced by a brief moment of comfort.

They thought they were clever prey and had successfully evaded the hunters.

However, they didn't know that they had just stepped into another deeper trap.

Just when the atmosphere in the classroom was the most relaxed.

"Hee hee hee……"

A sinister and eerie laugh suddenly rang out in the quiet classroom.

The laughter was neither male nor female, sharp and piercing, like nails scratching on glass, instantly making everyone's hair stand on end.

"Who?!" The leading young man jumped up suddenly and looked around in horror.

The classroom was empty, with no one else there except them.

The sky outside the window was dim, stretching the shadows of the tables and chairs into thin and long ones, like silent ghosts.

"Who is... laughing?" A girl's voice was filled with tears.

The laughter rang out again, and this time, they heard it clearly. The sound seemed to come from... behind the podium.

Everyone's eyes were instantly focused in that direction.

A furry little head popped out from behind the podium.

It was a little raccoon, with a black and white face and a pair of bean-sized eyes flashing with strange light.

It seemed to be holding something in its hand.

The recruits' hearts almost stopped.

A raccoon? Here? And making that weird laugh?

Fear, like an invisible hand, tightly grasped their hearts.

"Click."

A slight sound frightened them more than the strange laughter.

The classroom door that they had locked slowly opened by itself.

At the door, stood a figure in a red cheongsam. Ah Zhu.

There was a faint smile on her face, which looked extremely seductive and deadly in the dim light.

The recruits immediately remembered the horrific rumors about this "instructor".

The fear level was as high as it could be, and some people even felt their legs go weak and collapsed to the ground.

It’s over.

This was the only thought in everyone's mind.

Ah Zhu didn't give them any time to react.

She simply raised her hand slightly, pointing her slender white fingertips at the people in the classroom.

call out!call out!call out!

Several white threads shot out from her fingertips, as fast as lightning, and precisely wrapped around the body of each recruit.

The spider silk was extremely tough and with tremendous force, it instantly pulled them up from the ground and threw them hard into the corner of the ceiling.

It was not until they were hung in mid-air that they discovered with horror that a huge spider web had formed on the ceiling of the classroom at some point.

They were like flies caught in a trap, tied tightly to the spider's web, unable to move, and could only whimper in despair.

The little raccoon ran from behind the podium to Ah Zhu's feet, holding his paws,

He complained in a human way, "I told you not to imitate that weird laugh. It's not cool!"

"The Minister asked us to scare people, but he didn't ask you to make it look like a horror movie!"

Ah Zhu glanced at the "prey" struggling on the Internet, a cold arc appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he ignored the raccoon's complaints.

In the monitoring room far away, Wu Hen watched everything happening on the screen with an expressionless face and turned off the monitor casually.

Just at this moment, a satellite phone in his pocket vibrated.

He picked up the phone, his voice steady and cold.

"it's time."

"Get the car ready, we have a shipment to pick up."