Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

The wind and snow on the top of the mountain were like countless sharp knives, scraping at Fang Mo's face.

He gasped for breath, his chest heaving violently, and when his last finger grasped the edge of the cliff,

When he used all his strength to turn over, he collapsed to the ground as if exhausted.

He did it, he was the first.

"Yes, you are the first." A steady voice sounded not far away.

Fang Mo raised his head with difficulty and saw two figures standing in the wind and snow, like rocks.

On the left is the chief instructor Lin Qiye, with a serious expression, but a subtle hint of approval in his eyes.

On the right is the assistant coach, Wu Hen, who seemed out of place from the beginning but always hit the nail on the head.

Wu Hen had a playful smile on his face. He kicked the gravel at his feet and said, "Physical strength is just the ticket. Brain is the key."

"Congratulations, you got the first-come-first-served ticket."

These words sounded like a compliment, but also like a criticism.

Fang Mo took a deep breath, struggled to stand up, and saluted the two men with a not-so-standard salute: "Hello, instructor!"

His voice trembled slightly with excitement, and an indescribable sense of pride surged in his heart.

He is no longer that unknown boy. From this moment on,

He felt that he had shouldered a responsibility called "protection".

Lin Qiye nodded: "Go to the camp to rest, remember your current mood, the night watchman needs this energy."

"Yes!" Fang Mo responded heavily, turned around and walked towards the lights in the distance, his steps staggering but extremely firm.

However, the brief tranquility on the mountaintop was soon broken by the commotion coming from below the cliff.

"I don't accept it! This is unfair!" A sharp voice pierced through the wind and snow, full of anger.

"Is the selection of the Night's Watch just based on who is stronger and who can climb better?"

"We are here to protect humanity, not to be a bunch of... a bunch of reckless men!"

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen looked towards the edge of the cliff at the same time, only to see Su Yuan standing on a protruding rock.

He loudly incited the students around him who were still struggling to climb.

His physical strength was obviously reaching its limit, but his face, flushed with anger,

But full of self-righteous righteousness.

Many students who were trapped halfway up the mountain and in a dilemma stopped what they were doing, looked up and agreed.

"Su Yuan is right! What kind of assessment is this?"

"My expertise is information analysis, not rock climbing!"

"This elimination mechanism is totally unreasonable!"

Complaints came one after another, and the hope and encouragement that had just been ignited by Fang Mo's summit,

It was instantly replaced by an atmosphere of questioning and dissatisfaction.

Lin Qiye's face darkened, and he was about to speak when Wu Hen stopped him.

Wu Hen still had that smile on his face,

He shouted to Su Yuan below: "Oh? Then what do you think we should choose?"

Su Yuan seemed to have found an outlet for his frustration and immediately responded, "Of course it's a comprehensive consideration! Intelligence, strategy, and command ability, which one isn't more important than simply climbing a mountain?"

"If you do this, you'll only shut out the real talents!"

Wu Hen laughed, his voice not loud, but clearly heard by everyone: "You are right."

Everyone was stunned, including Su Yuan.

Wu Hen continued slowly, "But the problem is, those who can't even get over the first hurdle..."

"If someone doesn't even have the awareness to follow the most basic rules, how can they be qualified to talk about intelligence and strategy?"

"On the battlefield, will the enemy let you run for five minutes just because you're smart?"

He paused, his eyes sweeping across the confused or resentful faces below.

Finally, his focus settled on Su Yuan, and the curve of his mouth became meaningful.

"Don't be impatient, this first lesson has just begun."

Lin Qiye glanced at Wu Hen and said nothing more, which was considered as his agreement with his way of handling the matter.

Su Yuan was choked and speechless. Wu Hen's words were like an invisible slap in the face, making his cheeks hot.

He looked around and found that those who had originally agreed with him,

At this moment, they all turned their heads silently and started climbing again.

No one is a fool. Although Wu Hen's words are rough, his logic is sound.

Su Yuan's face turned pale and blue. He stared at Wu Hen on the top of the cliff, his eyes full of resentment and unwillingness.

He knew that he was isolated.

Suddenly, he made a move that no one expected.

He did not climb up, nor did he retreat, but took a deep look towards the top of the mountain.

Then he turned suddenly and walked towards the outer edge of the cliff step by step, against the flow of people climbing up.

"What is he going to do?"

"Are you crazy? There's no place to grab onto in that position!"

Amidst exclamations, Su Yuan stood on the edge of the cliff, his figure shaky due to the wind and snow.

Without any hesitation, he turned his back to the bottomless darkness, opened his arms, and leaned back.

He jumped down.

The figure disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant like a meteorite, falling into the endless abyss shrouded in wind and snow.

Everyone was stunned, the climbing movement stopped abruptly, and the entire cliff fell into silence.

At this moment, a cold, emotionless electronic broadcast voice resounded throughout the valley.

"Student, Su Yuan, eliminated."

The wind and snow howled, and the sound echoed in the mountains, but there was nothing else.