Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 1241 - 565: God is Here, Mortals Disperse!_2

Chapter 1241: Chapter 565: God is Here, Mortals Disperse!_2

"Can it be a hundred million too?"

Hua Yue Yu joked.

"Yeah!"

Lin Baici nodded.

Seeing Lin Baici’s serious expression, Hua Yue Yu suddenly felt wrapped in a vast happiness and couldn’t help but hug Lin Baici.

It’s not that Hua Yue Yu is materialistic, but Lin Baici’s attitude showed that he cared about her.

"Xiao Bai!"

Hua Yue Yu’s voice was tense.

Lin Baici, in his high school days, wanted to become an up-and-coming video creator to earn money, so he was still quite interested in the live-streaming lifestyle. He originally planned to visit Hua Yue Yu’s streaming room to check out her setup, but now...

"Where’s the bedroom?"

Lin Baici’s right hand slid down, supporting the back of Hua Yue Yu’s knees, and with a princess carry, lifted her horizontally.

"To the... to the right!"

Thinking about what was going to happen next, Hua Yue Yu’s cheeks were hot, blushing red.

The game "Fishing Master" is a lot of fun.

It requires skill, not just brute force to catch fish.

"You need to bait up, or the fish won’t bite!"

"Plain porridge is more nutritious!"

"You’re pulling too hard, the rod will break, you need to slowly reel the fish in!"

Both Lin Baici and Hua Yue Yu were novices, but that’s okay, they could learn together and improve together.

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The morning sun spilled onto the balcony, leaving a patch of warmth.

The alarm set for six o’clock had not rung yet, but Shen Xin had already sat up, her long black hair hanging down, the sleepwear giving off a ghost-like vibe.

Gurg! Gurg!

The alarm had only rung twice when Shen Xin turned it off, then got out of bed, slipped on her slippers, and went to wash up.

By the time she came back, her roommate had also woken up.

"Shen Xin, you’re up so early again?"

Her roommate was snuggled in the blankets, watching Shen Xin get dressed.

After starting university, other girls gradually began to wear makeup, but Shen Xin never did. Apart from soap and shampoo, she hadn’t bought any cosmetics.

Even so, Shen Xin was recognized as the goddess of Haijing Art Academy,

without any rivals.

"Yep!"

Shen Xin donned loose-fitting sportswear, wrapped her long hair into a bun behind her head with a handkerchief, slipped on a pair of sneakers, shouldered her sketchpad, clipped a sports camera to her collar, and left.

"Hasn’t Shen Xin’s complexion improved a lot recently?"

Her roommate was curious.

Shen Xin used to pull all-nighters regularly, sometimes staying in the studio for seven or eight days at a time, which left her looking haggard and pale, as if she might drop dead any moment. But everything changed after Shen Xin visited the museum and saw an exhibition once.

She started exercising, and was no longer obsessed with painting. She learned to observe life.

Everyone thought Shen Xin had perhaps given up, unable to reach the heights she wanted, but in actuality, after changing her habits, her artistic skills had improved significantly.

"It must be because good things are happening that’s making her feel spirited, right?"

"That’s true. I heard that Shen Xin’s work won a gold medal at the Royal Art Painting Competition in France a month ago."

"Do you think Shen Xin is someone who would be happy about a big award? Do you know why the school hasn’t announced this good news? Because Shen Xin asked the school not to publicize it."

"Right, otherwise with our principal’s show-off personality, he would have sought media coverage a long time ago!"

The roommates whispered among themselves.

"I’ve always felt that Shen Xin is an aloof, desolate, and outstanding individual, out of tune with this mundane world. She should be living alone in a remote mountain village. Now she seems even more ethereal."

"Yes, despite her eating, attending classes, and struggling in this mortal life, with this contrast, it makes her seem even lonelier!"

"You see her standing amidst the crowd, but while the crowd is a torrent, she remains an island, weathered for thousands of years, yet still maintains her true colors!"

Her roommates continued their discussions. Now, the school rumor mill said that someone heard the principal stating that Shen Xin isn’t only painting nowadays but also painting people; she herself is almost becoming a work of art.

"Shen Xin is the kind of person born to live for art!"

The roommates ended their talk, got out of bed, some went for a run, others to study.

With Shen Xin, a person so talented and self-disciplined, as a role model, everyone was inspired to strive on the path of life, eager to see their own unique landscapes.

As Shen Xin went downstairs, she took out her phone and opened Bilibili.

There was only one up-and-comer in her special follow list: ’Lin Da Hungry Man!’

There are still only those two chanting videos.

Every day, people loop them in the comments section, making wishes, ranging from job hunting to marriage proposals, from praying for good health to wishing for children, diverse and encompassing.

It’s just a pity that there are no new videos.

Shen Xin felt a sense of regret, opened the private messages, and looked at the message Lin Baici had sent her. She wanted to send one back to ask why he had stopped creating, but after hesitating for a few seconds, she gave up.

Let it be.

Videos of chanting that are created with a specific purpose lose some of their Zen flavor.

Shen Xin exited the dormitory, picked up a mountain bike from the west side of the building, and began today’s city circuit ride.

In the blooming spring, with birds chirping delightfully and the dew-soaked wild grass lush and green, it was perfect for cycling!

A gentle breeze blew by, with sunlight showering down,

Passing alleys and crossing streets, viewing the world’s hustle and bustle.

At nine in the morning, Shen Xin passed a city park and suddenly stopped, turned her head, and looked at the little girl in a dress.

The girl, six or seven years old, wearing a sun hat and carrying a small backpack, tireless in her slide attempts.

Up she went, down she came, and then with a giggle, she went for another try.