Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 1364 - 593: Aren’t you going to say thank you to Big Cousin more quickly? (Two updates of 11,000 words, seeking monthly votes!)_2

Chapter 1364: Chapter 593: Aren’t you going to say thank you to Big Cousin more quickly? (Two updates of 11,000 words, seeking monthly votes!)_2

But he understood the woman’s choice. She must have been scared out of her wits and wanted to run to where there were more people.

The doctor saw Deng Ziyu trying to run and chased after her.

Before the doctor could stab her with the scalpel, Deng Ziyu stumbled in terror, fell to the ground, and clasped her head while begging for mercy, "I won’t run anymore, I won’t!"

The doctor stopped, glanced at Deng Ziyu a few times, then turned back to pick up the clipboard that had fallen earlier. He flipped through the sheet clipped on it.

Each sheet displayed a name and a photo.

"Deng Ziyu?"

asked the doctor.

"Yes!"

Deng Ziyu quickly nodded.

The doctor scanned the room and started walking toward Lin Baici’s side.

"Shit, it’s coming!"

"What do we do?"

"This can’t be good."

Everyone was panicking.

The doctor walked up to the group, sized them up briefly, and then looked down at the clipboard before turning to Su Manni: "Song Tian?"

"No, no, I’m Su Manni!"

Su Manni waved her hands frantically and inched closer to Lin Baici.

That felt safer!

"Hmm?"

The doctor scrutinized Su Manni seriously.

"It’s her! It’s her!"

Su Manni immediately pointed at Big Sweet Sister.

Big Sweet Sister wished she could strangle Su Manni—always talking too much, huh?

The doctor turned to look at Big Sweet Sister. "Song Tian?"

Song Tian looked pleadingly at Lin Baici.

"Admit it,"

Lin Baici whispered as a reminder.

"Yes!"

Song Tian nodded.

"You’re next. Get ready!"

After the doctor said this, he turned toward Hill Rooster: "He Wenshan?"

"Yes!"

Hill Rooster gulped nervously.

The doctor then looked at Zhou Cheng: "Zhou Cheng?"

Zhou Cheng nodded.

"The two of you, come with me!"

ordered the doctor.

"Wha-what for?"

Zhou Cheng was extremely tense.

"When I tell you to move, you move! What’s with all the questions?"

The doctor frowned and barked harshly.

Lin Baici furrowed his brow. Those who got taken were most likely getting dissected, weren’t they?

[Don’t even think about helping! Or else it will dismember everyone.]

[Only by following the rules can you survive!]

Eater God warned.

"You... you have to say what you’re doing first!"

Zhou Cheng was unwilling to leave. He had just seen the dissection table with a corpse laid on it moments ago.

It was horrifying.

In a group like this, there was a better chance if a fight broke out.

The doctor didn’t explain this time; he lunged at Zhou Cheng and stabbed at him with the scalpel.

Splurt! Splurt!

"Always so talkative!"

"So talkative!"

The doctor stabbed while cursing.

Blood gushed out of Zhou Cheng’s body in spurts.

Even though he was a man, he had never been in a fight in his entire life, and the scalpel plunged with deadly precision and ruthless force.

The first stab hit his carotid artery, and the second plunged into his left eye socket.

These two strikes alone were enough to leave Zhou Cheng utterly stunned.

"Ah!"

Zhou Cheng screamed miserably, "Help me!"

Swish!

No one stepped forward; instead, everyone collectively took a step back. The dissecting doctor’s sheer brutality had cowed them all.

Blood spattered onto the doctor’s face.

After stabbing eight or nine times, Zhou Cheng stopped moving, lying limp like a dead fish on the ground. But the doctor didn’t stop and continued stabbing relentlessly.

"Always so talkative!"

"Bragging about how fluent your Mandarin is, huh?"

"Keep talking then!"

He jabbed and stabbed like a madman.

The air grew thick with the stench of blood.

Drip, drip!

Tang Keke’s legs trembled uncontrollably. A warm, wet liquid soaked through her underwear and streamed down her thighs.

She had wet herself in fear.

Finally, the doctor seemed to have vented enough. He stood up, tossed the scalpel aside, and wiped his blood-soaked hands on his white coat.

A patch of bloody handprints immediately appeared.

The doctor looked at Hill Rooster: "He Wenshan, do you have anything to say?"

Hill Rooster shook his head furiously. Who the hell would dare say anything?

Did he have a death wish?

"Then come with me!"

He Wenshan hesitated but was urged on. The doctor grabbed the clipboard under his arm, hands tucked into his coat pockets: "And Song Tian!"

"Huh? Why me too?"

Song Tian looked like she was about to cry.

"You were originally in the second group, but we’re one person short now!"

The doctor explained, "You’re filling in!"

"I..."

Song Tian wanted to curse.

That damned Zhou Cheng! If you weren’t dead, I wouldn’t have to step up now!

"Hurry up!"

The doctor urged.

"Wait a minute, isn’t each group supposed to have two people?"

Big Sweet Sister had a sudden idea: "Why don’t you pick someone else? I’m not in good health and might slow you down in your work!"

"If you keep running your mouth, I’ll gut you right here!"

The doctor threatened.

Song Tian had no choice but to follow. She kept turning back with every step, looking at Lin Baici, clasping her hands together, as if praying to him.

Lin Baici didn’t avoid her gaze but also said nothing.

Song Tian then glanced at Smiling Buddha, Elder Zhou, and the other seafood platform streamers, but they all avoided eye contact.

Despair took over Song Tian.

He Wenshan trembled. If he didn’t go, he’d die immediately. If he went, there might still be a chance at survival!

"Deng Ziyu, right?"

The doctor walked over to Deng Ziyu and stopped. "Come with me!"

"..."

Deng Ziyu regretted everything deeply.

If she went, she’d almost certainly die!

If only she hadn’t followed the sales director earlier.

Wang Xiao watched this scene unfold, clutching his chest repeatedly, grateful he had made the right decision.

The doctor left with the three of them.

The atmosphere in the room was incredibly heavy.

"Damn it, are they going to be dissected?"

Zheng Yu Huang muttered.

"Huh?"

Elder Zhou jumped in fright. "That can’t be, right?"

"That’s a dissector. What do you think?"

Zheng Yu Huang rolled his eyes.

"Can’t you keep it to yourself? Knowing is enough—why say it out loud?"

Su Manni complained, though inwardly she was thrilled.

Big Sweet Sister was done for.

Her biggest competitor was gone.