Godslayer: I am the agent of King of Glory heroes

"Report!" *5

The five entered the instructor's office. Instructor Hong was annoyed by the large group of them, especially Lin Qiye, who seemed to have been extorted.

"Please sit down." Instructor Hong first took out two envelopes and handed one of them to Jiang Shiyuan and the others. "This is a bank card with 8 yuan in it. You can withdraw the money from any bank after you leave the training camp. The password is written inside. You four can divide it among yourselves."

Wang Mian said he would give Jiang Shiyuan, Shen Qingzhu, Baili Pangpang, and Mo Li 20,000 yuan each as a share of the expenses. They did not object, and the matter was settled simply like that. This was not a big deal, after all, the training camp could come up with this amount of money. The trouble was on Lin Qiye's side, which was a real drain on his resources.

"Instructor, do we really need a bank card for this little bit of money? It's too much trouble. Why don't you just give us back our phones and transfer the money directly to us?" Baili Pangpang complained.

“The training camp is under closed management. Even we instructors don’t have cell phones. You still want a cell phone?” Instructor Hong glared at him.

"Alright, alright, it's a bit of a hassle, but it's money, so we're not afraid of the trouble." Jiang Shiyuan stepped in as a peacemaker, then asked Shen Qingzhu and Molly, "How about we leave the money with Fatty for now?"

Molly didn't care, and Shen Qingzhu had no objection. With their approval, Jiang Shiyuan took the envelope from Instructor Hong and placed it in Baili Pangpang's hand.

"I'm just an ordinary kid, and you all trust me so much. I will definitely live up to your trust." Baili Pangpang was a little moved. For him, let alone 8, even 80 wouldn't matter. What mattered was this weighty trust.

"No, I just think you're a big spender, so I'm not afraid you'll embezzle the money." Shen Qingzhu raised an eyebrow, looking at the expensive watch that was faintly visible under Baili Pangpang's sleeve, and ruthlessly retorted.

"Alright, you can all leave now. Lin Qiye, you stay." Instructor Hong waved his hand dismissively, letting them leave as soon as possible.

Lin Qiye fought Wang Mian alone. He removed Wang Mian's mask earlier than Jiang Shiyuan and the others. Wang Mian, on the other hand, was still too young and made promises of many benefits in a moment of excitement.

Baili Pangpang glanced at Lin Qiye suspiciously, then whispered to Jiang Shiyuan, "Looks like we still asked for too little, look at Qiye..."

"The sound is so loud, I'm not deaf." Lin Qiye's voice seemed to be filled with ice.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go." Jiang Shiyuan quickly pushed Baili Pangpang, afraid that Lin Qiye would stab Baili Pangpang in the next second.

……

After the first two days of the training camp, the instructors settled down and stopped causing trouble. The recruits' lives returned to normal, and they began regular training, including physical fitness exercises, as well as training with both melee and firearms.

The training camp had the same wake-up and bedtime every day, and after a lot of exercise, she slept very soundly every night. Her biological clock was also completely changed, and she no longer needed an alarm clock. She could automatically open her eyes and get up to wash up a minute before the morning whistle blew.

When training started, Jiang Shiyuan practiced her sword with great effort, just as she had made up her mind. Although Instructor Han would still shake his head every day when he saw her practicing, she felt that she had made great progress. At least now she would no longer be knocked away.

Days passed by like this. That night, after Jiang Shiyuan finished washing up and lay in bed, she suddenly felt a strange aura.

"Hmm?" She sat up in bed.

"What's wrong?" Molly was used to Jiang Shiyuan collapsing as soon as she got back to the dorm every day, so she was a little surprised to see that she didn't fall asleep immediately.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered my clothes are still soaking, I'll go wash them first." Jiang Shiyuan made up a casual excuse and left the dormitory.

She stood in the washroom, holding dirty clothes, looking out the window at the rooftop of the men's dormitory. Two figures stood there silently, their features obscured by the full moon.

Jiang Shiyuan had a million questions on her mind. Her mind was in turmoil, so she looked away, quickly washed the clothes on her hands, and returned to her dormitory.

Lying in bed, I couldn't fall asleep anymore.

Why could she sense Nyx?

Isn't Lin Qiye a divine agent? Logically speaking, he should also have divine aura, but she didn't have any special feelings for him before. It wasn't until tonight, when Nyx descended from the hospital into reality, that she truly felt a heart palpitation, a unique kind of attraction.

Thinking about it carefully, Wang Mian stared at her for a while when the training camp started. Could she also be some kind of god's agent?

But can the heroes in the game be connected to the gods of this world?

That shouldn't be the case. All the gods of the Great Xia Dynasty are asleep. She always thought that the system panel had nothing to do with the gods of this world.

Although most of the heroes in the game are historical figures, some are also official employees of the Heavenly Court, such as Yang Jian, Hou Yi, and Chang'e.

If they are also gods, then what about the gods of this world?

Most importantly, Lin Qiye's hospital still has a Sun Wukong imprisoned there, so what's the deal with the Sun Wukong in her game? She opened the system panel, looked at the grayed-out Sun Wukong cover, and then clicked on the hero interfaces for Jin Chan, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Ao Yin, etc., falling into deep thought. The pilgrimage team is only missing Sha Wujing.

Jiang Shiyuan closed the system panel and tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

She wasn't ready yet. If she really was some kind of divine agent, she'd better not easily accept this identity. Fortunately, she hadn't claimed to be a divine agent in the first place, otherwise she really wouldn't know how to explain the sudden appearance of a Chinese divine agent.

But then again, there's definitely something wrong with her, she just doesn't realize it. Besides, divine agents are interconnected; if Wang Mian can sense it, how could Lin Qiye not? And then there's Chen Muyi, and Si Xiaonan... all things considered, could she be the only one being misled...?

She thought they didn't know, and they thought she didn't know they did know. But did they know that she already knew?

Jiang Shiyuan went crazy.

On the rooftop, Nyx's gaze landed precisely on a bedroom. "Danadus, your divine kingdom is beautiful, and not only that, there's an interesting little fellow there."

Lin Qiye, enjoying the evening breeze, didn't understand at all. Gazing into the distance, his thoughts wandered, and he softly said:

"I want to go somewhere, take a look, and then come back."

Nix looked away, smiled slightly, and took his wrist. "No problem, my child."

……

"Didn't you sleep well last night?" Molly asked as she ate breakfast, watching Jiang Shiyuan drink soy milk through her nose.

"Huh? Glug glug, maybe..." Jiang Shiyuan drank soy milk while thinking about how to test Lin Qiye later.

"Suck, suck, suck..."

"Is there something you need?" Amidst the sounds of chewing, Lin Qiye put down the steamed bun in his hand and looked directly at Jiang Shiyuan.

"Huh? I... do I have something to do?" Jiang Shiyuan choked on her soy milk.

Lin Qiye patted her back helplessly, "You've been staring at me for five minutes straight, without even blinking." Aren't your eyes tired?

"Qi Ye, how did you become a representative of the gods?" Jiang Shiyuan dropped the pretense and quietly asked him, her voice low.

"Don't you know?" Lin Qiye had no idea what Jiang Shiyuan was up to.

"Last time I saw you and Wang Mian exchanging glances. Can a divine agent sense whether another person is a divine agent or not?" Jiang Shiyuan asked tactfully.

"Who's flirting with Qi Ye?" Baili Pangpang's loud voice drew everyone's attention at the table.

Cao Yuan pondered for a moment. Did Lin Qiye have someone she liked? Lin Qiye was his benefactor, his god! As Lin Qiye's devoted admirer, should he also fawn over her love interest? In a short instant, many thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally he stood up resolutely.

"What does she like to eat? Should I get her meals every day from now on?" Cao Yuan walked up to Lin Qiye and asked seriously. He was serious about being a simp.

Lin Qiye: "Who?"

"Fatty, you're eavesdropping! You deserve a beating!" Jiang Shiyuan said angrily, shoving a big steamed bun into Baili Fatty's mouth and then sealing his mouth shut.

Unable to chew, Baili Pangpang murmured, "Mmm, mmm..."

"I didn't flirt with Wang Mian." Lin Qiye really wanted to open Jiang Shiyuan's mind to see what she was thinking.

"You and Wang Mian! You're exchanging glances?!" Baili Pangpang swallowed his steamed bun, his voice suddenly rising.

"Bang!" Lin Qiye slammed a straight sword onto the table, the blade unsheathed, its cold light reflecting off Lin Qiye's expressionless face.

Baili Pangpang immediately backed down.

"Get out of here." Lin Qiye gave him a dismissive look, and Baili Pangpang, clutching his meal, retreated to a corner of the cafeteria. For a moment, Qiye really wanted to kill him!

Without Baili Pangpang's meal, the table was much emptier. Jiang Shiyuan paused for a moment, feeling that if she continued, Lin Qiye would be unable to clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River. So she said, "I'll find you later."

Lin Qiye nodded and sheathed his knife.