Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 561 - 269: Starting from Decay_1

Chapter 561: Chapter 269: Starting from Decay_1

In the train carriage, there were seats on both sides, and the aisle in the middle was only half a meter wide—extremely narrow. An advantage in numbers couldn’t be leveraged here, and even if it could, Xia Hongyao was not at all perturbed.

"If you’re going to make a move, hurry up!"

Xia Hongyao gestured towards the people opposite him.

They seemed to be from a country in Southeast Asia, short in stature with slightly dark skin due to excessive sunlight exposure throughout the year, and short, curly hair.

As God Hunters who were used to living dangerously, they couldn’t stand being slighted like this. They drew their weapons on the spot, some even had guns.

It was clear that they carried these things as a precaution against humans.

Lin Baici pulled out the Black Cat Scales, staring at these guys: "This carriage, I’m taking it. If you don’t want to die, get outta here!"

Killing each other?

That’s just too low; Rule Contamination has a much more oppressive feel!

The Indonesian men’s gaze fell on the scales in Lin Baici’s hand, and their expressions became grave.

When God Hunters clash, it usually comes down to combat power—whose Divine Grace is stronger calls the shots. But someone who directly activates Taboo things...

Are they brain-dead?

Because with something like Rule Contamination, no one can guarantee there won’t be friendly fire.

"Get lost!"

Lin Baici shouted.

The Indonesians dropped a few threats before leaving, heading to the next carriage, but clearly, this matter wasn’t over.

"It’s best if everyone sits together!"

The Eater God didn’t comment, and Lin Baici casually took a seat in the middle of the carriage.

Just like in high-speed trains, there were several LCD TVs hanging from the top of each carriage, playing programs to prevent passengers from getting bored on their journey.

Lin Baici and his group had just sat down when Jie Susi came over with his people.

"Hey, wanna play a game?"

Jie Susi walked straight over to sit opposite Lin Baici.

Lin Baici rubbed his nose, furrowed his brows, and sized up Jie Susi, then glanced at his team members: "You still have the mood to play games with me?"

"Are you scared?"

Jie Susi felt Lin Baici was being deliberately mysterious.

"Statue of Liberty?" Lin Baici curled his lip, "That’s all there is to it?"

Without even activating A Sip of A Hundred Flavors, he could smell a stench emanating from Jie Susi’s people, the kind that comes from rotting flesh infested with maggots.

Lin Baici remembered one summer morning in his senior year of high school when he passed by a park and smelled a dead dog. It took three days for his appetite to return.

Rule Contamination had already begun, but Jie Susi hadn’t noticed—it seems his level wasn’t all that impressive.

Gu Qingqiu could tell the disdain in Lin Baici’s eyes was real, as if he was looking at small fry. So, what was Lin Baici relying on?

"Once you survive the Rule Contamination, then come find me for trouble!"

Lin Baici took out some snacks from his backpack and placed them on the small table.

"Boss, something’s not right. I smell something foul, and it’s coming from everyone!"

A blonde woman suddenly spoke up.

When everyone heard this, they lowered their heads to sniff their arms and clothes.

"It smells like a corpse, doesn’t it?"

"Has Rule Contamination erupted?"

"What kind of Contamination could there be on this train?"

The team members from Divine Grace looked around, and soon, their gaze settled on Lin Baici.

"Do you know what’s happening?"

Jie Susi was curious but also apprehensive. The other party could detect a rule pollution outbreak at the first instance, which meant their strength far exceeded his own.

"Hehe!"

Lin Baici smiled faintly and unscrewed a bottle of mineral water to take a sip.

The blonde woman felt that at this moment, Lin Baici was self-confident and elegant.

Jie Susi was a person who cared about his face. If he didn’t resolve the rule pollution and continued to trouble others, he couldn’t even respect himself; thus, he left with his team members.

"Boss, that Nine States man isn’t old, but I estimate he has quite some experience!"

"Hehe, I secretly planted a bug, hoping their conversation will contain some valuable intelligence."

"We’re the Statue of Liberty; we don’t need others’ intelligence."

Everyone chattered, forming a chorus of discussions. They had an estimate of the danger level of the Busan Divine Ruins, so no one panicked, and they began to gather clues.

On the train to Busan, there were several hundred people. Within an hour, two-thirds had successively noticed something was wrong.

There were a few who only realized the problem after they saw people searching through the carriages one by one, but two hours later, everyone knew there was a rule pollution outbreak since every person began emitting a clear, foul smell.

Of course, Lin Baici and his five companions were the exception.

Another group entered Carriage No. 8, cautiously eyeing Lin Baici and his group while searching for any trace clues, but other than the melon seed shells strewn about by Xia Hongyao and Hua Yue Yu, they found nothing.

Crack!

Hua Yue Yu finished a handful of melon seeds, blew off the non-existent dust, and passed it to Lin Baici, "Are we not polluted?"

"No."

Xia Hongyao sat cross-legged on a chair, eating a big slice of watermelon, rejoicing that following Little Linzi was absolutely exhilarating. Looking at others, they were in a mess, whereas he was enjoying beer, melon seeds, and peanuts, not too excited at all.

"Why not?"

Hua Yue Yu didn’t understand. It couldn’t be just because they were the chosen ones, right?

"Perhaps we chose a good carriage and avoided the rule pollution, right?"

Gu Qingqiu looked at Lin Baici, "No need to explain. There must be a lot of listening devices in our carriage already. Don’t let others eavesdrop on us."

"Could there be trouble?"

Kim Myungjin felt that the God Hunters, unable to find a way to purify the rule pollution, would definitely come looking for Lin Baici’s trouble.

"If I feared trouble, I wouldn’t have come!"

Lin Baici unapologetically took the peeled melon seed kernels from Hua Yue Yu and popped them into his mouth.

Delicious!

On some level, rule pollution was the fairest. It wouldn’t differentiate based on a person’s beauty, wealth, race, or produce different effects. It would fairly descend upon everyone.

Whether one could survive depended on luck and strength.

As time passed, many still could not find the key and became increasingly irritable, for not only was the stench on them intensifying, their skin also showed visible signs of rot.

Although they were alive, their flesh began to rot, and even flies buzzed around them, presenting a particularly unsettling sight.

The God Hunters arrived in Carriage No. 8 and sat down, thinking that Lin Baici and his companions were fine because of their presence in this carriage.

Less than half an hour later, more than half of the seats in Carriage No. 8 were taken, including Quan Sangin and his teammates.

However, these people quickly realized that their approach was useless, as their skin continued to rot.

The Indonesians who had previous conflicts with Lin Baici came again.

Bang!

A monkey-looking man slammed his fist on the table in front of Lin Baici, "Tell me the answer!"

"Is this how you ask for help?"

Lin Baici cracked seeds leisurely.

"This carriage was my first choice; I let you have it. You took advantage of me, shouldn’t you tell me the answer?"

The monkey man accused Lin Baici righteously.