Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 571 - 279: Wilderness Village, the Death God Descends!_1

Chapter 571: Chapter 279: Wilderness Village, the Death God Descends!_1

On the window of the car, there was an intestine over a meter long, whose it was, no one knew, sliding down the window and wall, leaving a streak of blood in its wake.

The entire carriage was pervaded with the stench of blood and the foul odor of excrement from ruptured guts; it was nauseating.

Li Zaicheng watched as Kim Jinsoo helped him to stop the bleeding and dress the wound, his face overcome with extreme embarrassment. They hadn’t even started exploring the Divine Ruins and already he had suffered such injuries; it was almost certain he wouldn’t make it out alive.

"You knew there was something wrong with the dagger, why didn’t you say so earlier?"

Choi Sunsil complained, feeling that Lin Baici had deliberately kept it a secret.

"Let’s not even say I didn’t know, even if I did, would you have listened if I told you?"

Lin Baici retorted.

"..."

The rest fell silent, surely they would not have listened; they might even have thought it was an excuse Lin Baici had concocted to get his hands on the dagger first.

"This young fellow is indeed clever, and he has humanity too!"

Quan Sangin silently analyzed Lin Baici’s character. This was a person who wouldn’t sacrifice his teammates for the sake of Taboo things. Should he rethink his strategy?

Not to confront, but to cooperate? To try and become friends?

Truth be told, as a Goryeo person, Quan Sangin felt considerable disgust towards the People from Jiuzhou because a few hundred years back, when Goryeo had been a vassal state of the Nine States, they had been bullied too severely.

It was a disdain that came from the marrow of his bones.

Lin Baici couldn’t care less about what Quan Sangin thought, to him, these people were mere cannon fodder, and even if the Eater God hadn’t appraised the dagger, he wouldn’t have taken it.

They were now inside the Divine Ruins, and no matter which God Hunter obtained what spoils of war, only those who could carry them out alive could truly claim them as their own.

"What do we do now?"

Quan Sangin looked at the dagger, as well as the other relics left by the man with the hat. "We can’t just leave them there, can we? That would be too regrettable."

Everyone turned to Lin Baici, waiting for an answer.

"Regrettable as it may be, there’s nothing we can do!"

Lin Baici shrugged his shoulders.

It wasn’t just their location where problems had occurred; elsewhere in the train, other God Hunters were grappling over the deceased’s Taboo things.

The bad news was, the moment they touched them, they became contaminated. The good news was, the scope of rule-based contamination was very small, affecting only those who touched them.

This was clearly the work of the strength of these Divine Ruins.

"Let’s go, switch to another carriage!"

Lin Baici led the way to a carriage up ahead.

The others hurriedly followed.

Several people looked back multiple times at the Taboo things on the ground; they wanted them but didn’t dare take them, which was practically breaking their hearts.

"Boss, Lin Baici must have quite a few superior items on him!"

Kim Jinsoo speculated. She saw that Lin Baici didn’t even turn his head and walked away so decisively, it meant that he simply didn’t care about such small items.

Quan Sangin said nothing, but gave Kim Jinsoo a piercing stare that conveyed an unsaid message: don’t talk about murder and robbery anymore; in the end, it’s hard to tell who would outdo whom.

The train had been underway for over two hours, and as it entered a fog-shrouded area, it began to slow down, eventually coming to a stop.

"Hanyang Station, passengers please disembark!"

Whoosh!

The train doors opened.

"This fog isn’t toxic, is it?"

"It shouldn’t be?"

"Visibility is too low, can’t see anything!"

Everyone was cautious, not immediately getting off but standing at the door, peering out.

Lin Baici was the first to step down, immediately drawing everyone’s attention, and then they turned to look at Jie Susi.

In terms of fame, Jie Susi was definitely the bigger name; everyone wanted to see what he would do.

Jie Susi wanted to assess the situation first, preferably having cannon fodder to scout ahead, but now, under so many watchful eyes, he had no choice but to disembark.

He had his own reputation to maintain, after all.

Those who disembarked here, besides Lin Baici’s group of six, Quan Sangin’s team, the Statue of Liberty, and a few other teams, amounted to just under a hundred people.

[Stick close together, if you fall behind by more than ten meters, you will get lost in the fog!]

"Stick close to me."

Lin Baici, clutching the bronze sword, slowly made his way forward.

Xia Hongyao and the others quickly followed suit.

"Let’s go!"

Quan Sangin also set off, he and his team members each armed with weapons, fully on guard.

After walking for more than ten minutes, the white fog ahead was still impenetrable, visibility not exceeding twenty meters.

"Should we change direction?"

Kim Jinsoo suggested quietly.

"Do you think Lin Baici would listen to me?"

Quan Sangin curled his lip, anyway Lin Baici was leading the way; he would be the first to encounter danger.

However, Quan Sangin still felt a bit anxious at heart, wondering if the fog was due to rule contamination, when suddenly, the view in front of them cleared.

The fog disappeared, replaced by a plain with lush green mountains in the distance and shimmering streams up close, lying on the ground like a silverfish.

"This is the middle of nowhere."

Hua Yue Yu looked around and said, "This god taboo game, it couldn’t be a wilderness survival, could it?"

"You’re overthinking it!"

Gu Qingqiu, who was more observant than the female host, stated, "There are no power lines, no signal towers, no bridges, and look at this unpolluted environment, we are likely in ancient times!"

"What?"

Hua Yue Yu asked instinctively, then turned to look back at Quan Sangin, "Do you know any information about this place?"

"No idea!"

Quan Sangin spread his hands.

In the Busan Divine Ruins, God Hunters who got a train ticket could reach the corresponding station by train; they needed to purify the rule contamination in that place before they could leave for the next station.

Sejong currently did not have any information on ’Hanyang Station’.

"Captain, the others haven’t followed!"

Choi Sunsil didn’t see Jie Susi; there were only Lin Baici’s team and seven of their own here.

"Let’s take a look around first!"

Gu Qingqiu suggested.

Where there was a stream, there must be habitation. It didn’t take long for the team to find a dirt road, and after following it for half an hour, they saw a small village built against the mountain.

"There are people!"

Hua Yue Yu was overjoyed.

It was a case of ’the mountains are high and the emperor is far away’, and the road was rough; they had walked for over an hour before reaching the village.

"Something’s not right!"

Gu Qingqiu furrowed her brows deeply.

"What’s up?"

Xia Hongyao looked around but found nothing amiss.

"Look at the position of the sun; it’s noon, the time for lunch, but there’s no smoke coming from the village!"

Gu Qingqiu might not have lived in the countryside, but she had read many books and seen movies, and she believed that in such villages, there should be barking dogs behind wattled fences and crowing roosters.

"You guys wait here; I’ll go in and take a look!"

Lin Baici also sensed something ominous.

"Let’s go in together; if something happens, we can back each other up!"

Hua Yue Yu was concerned about Lin Baici’s safety.

"Together!"

Xia Hongyao insisted, striding ahead to take the lead.

The village was very quiet, each household shut tight, not a human sound to be heard.

Hua Yue Yu, looking at the thatch-roofed huts, fences, and the ploughs and straw sandals in the yards, was utterly shocked. Even the poorest mountain regions in the Nine States wouldn’t use these things anymore, would they?

That left only one explanation: they had come to Goryeo’s ancient times.

Whooosh!

A gust of wind blew by, bringing with it several white joss papers.

The kind used for the dead.

This made Hua Yue Yu feel bleak, and she hurriedly walked a few steps forward to stick close to Lin Baici.

"Can you guys smell that stench?"

Quan Sangin rubbed his nose, "Don’t know what’s died, but there’s a lot of it!"