Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 1346 - 588: Eight-Pack Abs, Jealous? Born with Them!_4

Chapter 1346: Chapter 588: Eight-Pack Abs, Jealous? Born with Them!_4

Fuck!

Screwed up.

But backing off now would just make me look weak.

Gotta go all in.

"You can call me Lin Da Hungry Man!"

Lin Baici didn’t give his actual name—because this guy didn’t deserve to know it. Besides, that face across from him was all too familiar; he’d killed it once before in the game.

"I’m Cangtian Song. Remember me?"

Batugel sneered coldly: "Didn’t you enjoy killing me so much in the game? Well, here I am, right in front of you now. Go on, try killing me again!"

Batugel was Mongolian. His family raised horses. He’d been brawling since he was a kid. Wrestled, played basketball, boxed, even tried weightlifting for a while. He joined the provincial team later, but got kicked out after beating someone into the ICU.

Everyone hearing Batugel’s words pieced together why he was targeting Big Cousin.

Tch!

What a petty guy. Online, he’d totally be the type to say something like, "Come meet me with a knife!"

"Big Cousin, just don’t argue with him!"

Peanut Butter grabbed Lin Baici’s hand, trying to pull him back.

"Yeah, losing your temper is pointless with someone like him!"

Tang Keke chimed in, trying to calm Lin Baici down and find him an out.

Everyone stared at Lin Baici and Batugel, measuring their physical capabilities.

Lin Baici was tall, with long limbs and a lean, swimmer-esque build. Batugel was different—shorter than Lin Baici but imposing among average folks at six feet tall. Thick, muscular, heavyset. A hulking tank of meat built for fighting.

Simply put, it was muscle designed for brawls—tough and ready to throw down. Judging by Batugel’s demeanor, he clearly had a history of stirring up trouble.

Seeing two girls pulling Lin Baici back, Batugel smirked, thinking he’d intimidated the guy. He turned to Big Sweet Sister and barked, "Take off your boots and check if there’s a clue inside."

"You..."

Lin Baici stepped forward, ready to handle this asshole.

The Hungry God doesn’t make a move—you really think I’m some helpless little kitten?

He also felt Big Sweet Sister’s boots were likely fine—the clue might’ve been left by that god for aesthetic reasons. Probably thought the boots looked nice.

"Big Cousin, we’re civilized people. Don’t stoop to his level!"

Tang Keke hurriedly covered Lin Baici’s mouth.

Can you shut up for once?

Aren’t you afraid of getting your ass beat?

Jeez, Big Cousin, you’re ridiculously tall.

Tang Keke glanced down.

Whoa.

One step from gut-punch height.

"Exactly, no need to fight with someone like that!"

Peanut Butter kept trying to calm things down, still pulling Lin Baici back.

"Brother Lin, save your strength. Once we’re out of here, find someone to crush him!"

To Su Manni, with Qian Jiahui and Lin Baici’s wealth, cleaning up some punk would be child’s play.

"Who are you planning to crush?"

Batugel fixed his glare on Su Manni.

"Stop arguing, didn’t you want to check my boots? Here, have them!"

Big Sweet Sister interjected quickly, bending down to remove her shoes.

Batugel saw her bending over and whistled suggestively.

"Come on, was that necessary?"

Zheng Yu Huang strode over with an air of confidence. He was built like a tank himself, proud of his muscles and sure they’d intimidate Batugel. "Picking on women—what kind of tough guy are you supposed to be?"

This was his hero moment. Impress Big Sweet Sister, win her over.

Maybe even post about it later.

The dopamine rush would be fantastic!

Batugel stared at Zheng Yu Huang and flashed a wicked grin.

"That’s the spirit..."

Zheng Yu Huang mistook Batugel’s evil grin for camaraderie. Grinning in return—until the next second when Batugel’s fist, as massive as a cooking pot, smashed directly into his left jaw.

BAM!

Zheng Yu Huang’s eyes rolled back as he immediately blacked out, collapsing stiffly backward.

THUD!

He hit the floor.

"Ahhhh!"

Tang Keke and Peanut Butter shrieked in terror.

"What’s the screaming for?"

Batugel rolled his eyes dismissively. "He’s not gonna die!"

In the chilled morgue, previously filled with hushed murmurs, Batugel’s punch silenced everything. Clearly, he’d scared everyone into submission.

Batugel savored the tension.

"Pathetic little runt—so great in the game, but this is the real world. Here, it’s all about who has the biggest fists!"

Batugel mocked, "Got that?"

[A violence-obsessed jerk. There are body bags right here. I suggest breaking its limbs, stuffing it inside, and dumping it in the trash.]

[Don’t hold back. Time for it to see what real violence looks like!]

[War God of the Restroom, COME ON!]

Eater God chimed in.

Lin Baici was about to act when metallic taps abruptly echoed in the distance.

BANG BANG! BANG BANG!

SWISH!

Everyone looked over instinctively.

"Uh... Kun Bro, yeah?"

Batugel ordered, "Go ahead, let the person inside out!"

Kun Bro obeyed without hesitation. No risk involved—but still framed his glasses nervously as he approached, gripping the handle of the refrigerated unit and pulling it out.

"Don’t worry, I’ll get you out."

Kun Bro reassured, moving to unzip the bag.

Lin Baici felt something was off. Sudden realization struck—he screamed, "Stop unzipping, push the unit back in!"

He tried to rush over, but Peanut Butter and Tang Keke clung tightly to his arms, and too many people crowded between them. There wasn’t enough time.

SWISH!

Several pairs of eyes turned to Lin Baici, puzzled by his urgency.

Before Kun Bro even finished unzipping, a dirty hand reached out from inside, grabbing a handful of his hair.

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"

Kun Bro cursed loudly.

The hand yanked Kun Bro forward as its torso began rising upright.

"AAAHH!"

"HOLY SHIT!"

"What the fuck?!"

The room erupted into chaos as everyone recoiled instinctively.

It was a man—but he should’ve been dead. His flesh was decayed, crawling with maggots.

Especially in his eye sockets. As he moved, a swarm of flies buzzed out, scattering everywhere.

The undead corpse sunk its teeth into Kun Bro’s neck, tearing viciously.

SWISH-LAH!

A chunk of flesh shredded loose, which the corpse gleefully chewed and swallowed before diving in for another bite.

ZIIIISH!

With the severing of major arteries, blood erupted like a fountain.

"AAAHHH!"

The women screamed, frozen in shock by the carnage.

"Let me go!"

Lin Baici tried to help Kun Bro, but Tang Keke and Peanut Butter clung to him tighter, paralyzed with fear.

Kun Bro fought back, punching at the dead man, but it was futile. Blood loss drained his strength rapidly.

CRUNCH! CRUNCH!

The morgue echoed with the grotesque sounds of the corpse devouring the OMG Team captain’s flesh.

It was terrifying. Bone-chilling grotesque!

The stench of decay spread further from the corpse.

URGH! BLEURGH!

Most people gagged and covered their noses, on the verge of vomiting.

"What the hell is this shit?"

"A living corpse?"

"Hey... big guy! Aren’t you supposed to be a badass? Go kill it already!"

"Yeah! Big guy, step up and handle it!"

The desperate crowd clamored, their faces pale with terror.

What if this thing didn’t get full after Kun Bro?

Would it go after them next?

"Big Cousin... how did you know something was off with the body bag?"

Big Sweet Sister shivered against Lin Baici, holding tight to his waist since her arms were free. Her trembling voice barely audible.

Su Manni, Tang Keke, and Peanut Butter all turned their attention to Lin Baici’s response at her question.

Waiting for an explanation.

Even Batugel couldn’t help glancing back, glaring at Lin Baici: "You knew why?"