Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 222 - 120: Bloody Fighting Dogs, Death Reduction_3

Chapter 222: Chapter 120: Bloody Fighting Dogs, Death Reduction_3

Feng Qin wanted to tell Xia Xiaoying that he really loved her,

he wanted to say, "How wonderful it would be if I had realized my feelings and confessed to you earlier?"

But time didn’t give him the chance.

Boom!

The flames roared intensely, contestant number 24 turned into a pile of ash, scattered across the lawn by the wind blowing from the lakeshore.

Crack!

The Songmu torch fell to the ground.

As contestant number 24 died, Lin Baici didn’t have time to pick up the torch; he turned around, picked up the Bronze Sword, and handed it to Xia Xiaoying.

"Kill the dogs!"

"Feng Qin!"

Xia Xiaoying cried out as she took the Bronze Sword, gripping it with both hands, hacking at the Teddy that was biting her calf.

"Handsome, save me!"

"Let me use the sword!"

"Please!"

Everyone was crying and shouting, all asking Lin Baici for the sword. Some people had wanted to borrow a torch, and a few were even close to it and wanted to pick it up, but when they saw contestant number 24 get ignited, they were too scared to do so.

Of course, some people also asked to borrow Xia Hongyao’s dagger.

"My dagger, you can’t use it!"

Xia Hongyao was helpless. She wanted to help, but her Dagger was indeed unusable by others; upon touching it, it would contaminate them.

"Hurry and chop!"

Lin Baici couldn’t help, so he could only hope that Little Tiger Tooth would be stronger, "If you kill it sooner, I can help one more person!"

"Wuwu!"

Little Tiger Tooth cried as she fiercely chopped the Teddy.

The King Sword Dragon Tooth was incredibly sharp; with just three strikes, it sliced open the dog’s hide, blood spurting everywhere.

The Teddy didn’t let go, instead biting even harder as if wanting to kill Little Tiger Tooth before its own death, but in the end, she managed to kill it.

"Stop the bleeding yourself."

Lin Baici threw a pack of bandages to Little Tiger Tooth and snatched the Bronze Sword from her hands.

"Lend it to me! Lend it to me!"

"I’m dying, lend it to me first!"

"Please!"

Everyone was pleading.

Lin Baici’s brows were furrowed tightly enough to kill a nest of crabs—he felt immense pressure because his choices would determine who would live and who would die.

Save people he knew?

Save those who were closest to him?

Or save the weakest first?

With various thoughts swirling in his mind, Lin Baici ran toward the gymnast.

She had helped everyone once, and given her physical fitness and stress resistance, should be able to use the sword to kill the wild dogs in the shortest time instead of getting stuck in a stalemate and wasting time.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

The gymnast, already bitten all over, took the Bronze Sword and immediately, gritting her teeth, started hacking wildly at the dog that was chasing her.

Seeing this, everyone understood that Lin Baici would first help those ten who had caught the frisbee.

"Boss, you don’t need to save me, help my girlfriend first!"

The man in slippers shouted as he was already tackled to the ground by a wild dog, managing to prevent it from biting his throat only by grabbing its head with both hands.

"Use this torch to burn the dogs, remember, once you’ve burned the dog to death, throw the torch away immediately!"

Lin Baici, seeing him like this and worried he wouldn’t last until the Bronze Sword got to him, threw the Songmu torch to him.

"Thanks!"

As the man in slippers saw that the trajectory of the torch was not ideal, about two or three meters away from him, he was figuring out how to grab it at the earliest opportunity when suddenly a stone hit the torch.

Bang!

The torch was knocked and landed perfectly beside the man in slippers.

He grabbed a fire torch and swung it wildly at the wild dogs.

The wild dogs, hurt by the flames, were driven back.

The man in slippers quickly drew the torch across the ground, igniting it, and then pounced on the dog.

"Die!"

The man with slippers swung the torch three times, hitting the wild dog. It burst into flames and then, rather than throwing the torch away, he ran towards his girlfriend with it.

"What are you doing?"

Bai Ci exclaimed.

"Risking it all!"

The man in slippers was very rational; he knew his girlfriend might not hold out for the bronze sword, so it was better to take a chance with the torch.

It looked like they would be alright if they could only last a few seconds.

Fortunately, while the two were fighting off the dogs, they stayed close to each other and didn’t waste time.

"Wife, grab the torch!"

The man threw the torch: "Trust me!"

His girlfriend, initially hesitant, clenched her teeth and dashed over to pick up the torch after hearing his shout.

"Quick, hit the dog!"

The man in slippers kept his eyes on the battle and directed his girlfriend: "To the left!"

His girlfriend trusted him and swung the torch to the left.

It worked.

The wild dog caught fire.

"Throw away the torch now!"

The man yelled, and when he saw his girlfriend toss the torch aside, he breathed a sigh of relief.

They survived!

"Quick, thank the handsome guy!"

The man urged his girlfriend to express gratitude. It was always good to be courteous, and in this situation, it was clear that Bai Ci was the key factor in whether they could survive or not, so they certainly needed to be on good terms with him.

The gymnast girl killed the dog and, without being told by Baici, threw the bronze sword back to him.

Slap!

Bai Ci caught the sword and handed it to the woman in the red workout pants.

"You two hold on a little longer!"

What Bai Ci was referring to were the first and fourth contestants to fight, both men who could endure for a longer time.

"Thank you!"

The woman in the workout pants, already bitten and bleeding, was overjoyed to receive the sword. She fiercely swung at the wild dogs, but her joy quickly turned to tragedy.

She thought that with the sword, she was invincible, which made her underestimate her enemy. Her swing was too casual.

The wild dog she faced dodged with agility, avoiding her attack, then lunged. Its front paws landed on the chest of the woman in workout pants, and at the same time, its jaws clamped on her throat.

Bang!

The woman in the workout pants fell to the ground, her eyes turned towards Bai Ci. She tried to call for help, but no sound came out.

"..."

What could Bai Ci say?

Why couldn’t she have been more cautious?

In such critical moments, every choice could lead to death!

Seeing that the woman in workout pants was beyond help, Bai Ci hardened his heart, snatched the bronze sword back from her hands, and planned to give it to the short guy who was the first to catch the Frisbee.

"Let someone else use it. I can hold on!"

The guy was as nimble as a monkey, and since the dog biting him was a small one, he still managed quite easily.

The fourth man to catch a Frisbee had already been killed, so Bai Ci bypassed him and rushed towards Ning Meng.

This girl was a school acquaintance of his, and he even gave up his seat for her once in the cafeteria.

"Quick! Take the sword and kill the dog!"

The socialite urged, her expression exhilarated, thinking it would be her turn after Ning Meng was finished. But one can’t anticipate everything; an accident occurred.