Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 362: Entering the Warehouse and Dividing the Loot

The dim corridor was filled with a stale musty smell. Wu Hen covered his nose exaggeratedly.

He complained, "Oh my god, what's that smell? The teachers in comprehensive education have such strong tastes. Where are the pickles?"

Lin Qiye smiled helplessly and pushed open the heavy iron door of the warehouse.

"Squeak--" the harsh sound of rust rubbing against each other echoed in the silent warehouse.

The dust exploded like a bomb, making everyone cough.

"Ahem...isn't this place too 'retro'?"

Wu Hen waved his arms, trying to disperse the dust in front of him, like a monkey who had accidentally entered the Spider Cave.

The warehouse is large, with an open central area large enough to park several trucks.

On the mottled walls, one could vaguely see the slogans of the past, but now only blurry traces remain.

At the edges are some small rooms that are barely habitable.

In the corner, there was actually a simple kitchen, with a large rusty pot lying alone on the stove.

Fatty Baili took out a bunch of pots and pans from somewhere and piled them on the ground, making a clanging sound.

"Fortunately, I was prepared!"

He patted his bulging backpack proudly and said, "This is a treasure I have treasured for many years!"

Everyone looked at each other in surprise. This fat guy really brought everything!

"Okay, stop standing there and clean up quickly." Lin Qiye commanded.

Everyone then began to choose their rooms and move their luggage.

Wu Hen chose a room in the corner with a window facing the warehouse door, making it convenient to observe what was happening.

He hummed a little tune while making the bed.

He also teased Lin Qiye: "Brother Qiye, do you want to have a candlelit chat with me tonight? Let's discuss the philosophy of life?"

Lin Qiye rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

An Yuqing chose a room close to the kitchen so that she could study new recipes.

Jialaner followed her silently and helped her pack her luggage.

Cao Yuanhai showed great interest in the structure of the warehouse. He took a small notebook and measured and recorded everything.

When everyone had finished packing and gathered in the center of the warehouse again, Fatty Baili mysteriously took out a cloth bag from his backpack.

"Everyone, it's time to witness a miracle!" He opened the bag mysteriously, and inside was...

Five beads of different colors.

"What is this?" Wu Hen came forward curiously.

Fatty Baili lowered his voice and spoke word by word, "Super...high-risk...forbidden item!"

Wu Hen subconsciously took a step back and swallowed.

Lin Qiye's eyes also became solemn, and the atmosphere in the warehouse suddenly became tense.

He slowly said: "How to divide it?"

"This place, tsk tsk, I'm afraid I'll get rheumatism if I live here for too long."

Wu Hen sat on the edge of the simple bed with his legs crossed, his hands behind his head, looking nonchalant.

"Brother Qiye, do you think those old guys up there will just leave us here to fend for ourselves?"

"What's this about comprehensive education? I think they're just trying to put us in solitary confinement."

Lin Qiye sighed helplessly and looked around the dilapidated warehouse. The mottled walls and old facilities all revealed the traces of time.

"Who knows? How can we, the little minions, guess what the higher-ups are thinking? Now that we're here, let's just make the best of it."

"An Zhi is a fucking idiot!"

Baili Fatty sat down on the ground and said with a bitter face,

"This shabby place doesn't even have a decent air conditioner. Sooner or later, I'm going to be roasted like a suckling pig."

"Back in the day, I, Fatty, also stayed in a five-star hotel! Well, times have changed."

"Fatty, just be content."

An Yuqing said without raising his head as he sorted out the food he took out of his backpack.

"At least it's better than sleeping on the streets."

Jia Lan'er also nodded and agreed: "Yes, it's good to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain."

Cao Yuanhai didn't say anything, but just silently wrote something on the notebook with a frown on his face, and no one knew what he was studying.

"That's right, Fatty."

Wu Hen suddenly remembered something, took out two beads from his pocket, tossed them in his hand, and said jokingly,

"I'm returning the two beads I 'borrowed' from you last time."

Baili Pang'er was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened. He hurriedly took the beads and carefully put them back into the cloth bag.

"My dear, this is my treasure! You must take good care of it."

He counted them and confirmed the number, then took out a peculiarly shaped knife from the bag.

Passing it to Lin Qiye, he said, "Qiye, this [Zhanbai] is for you. It's better for you to use it than to waste it on me."

Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows, hesitated for a moment, and finally took the knife.

Baili Pang'er handed another bead emitting a faint blue light to Jialan'er.

He smiled and said, "Little Jialan, this [Tianque] is for you to use to save your life."

Jialaner did not refuse and took it silently with a faint smile on her face.

Baili Pang'er handed An Yuqing another bead emitting a faint pink light.

Scratching his head, he said, "An Yuqing, you like to cook. Take this [Elegy], maybe you can make even more delicious dishes."

An Yuqing took the bead, looked at it curiously, and said with a slight smile on his face, "Thank you, Fatty."

Finally, Fatty Baili took out a piece of green armor from the bag and put it on himself.

He chuckled, "This [Green Jade Armor] is most suitable for someone like me with thick skin and strong muscles. It has excellent defense."

Everyone smiled knowingly, and the atmosphere was warm and harmonious.

Fatty Baili fumbled with the cloth bag and took out the last thing.

It was an ancient long sword with black silk thread wrapped around the hilt, emitting a heart-pounding aura.

He looked at Lin Qiye, then at the others, and finally, he handed the sword to Wu Hen.

"This [Qi Yuan]..."

Before Fatty Baili finished speaking, everyone's eyes were focused on Wu Hen.