Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 788 - 390 Are you so bad at this, does your mom know?_1

Chapter 788: Chapter 390 Are you so bad at this, does your mom know?_1

[Winter Long Fist!]

[After activation, your fist technique will be accompanied by a chilling frost aura. Striking an enemy will inflict frostbite, causing muscle tissue to stiffen, hindering blood flow, and if hit consecutively, the enemy will turn into a block of ice sculpture!]

[The frost aura on your fists will penetrate the enemy’s body, rapidly diminishing their immunity within one to two weeks, making them highly susceptible to catching a cold!]

[Your fist technique can be used as a quick freezer!]

Lin Baici listened to Eater God’s introduction and felt that the fist technique was quite good; it didn’t seem to have a strong direct killing power, but mainly focused on negative effects.

For a Goryeo girl without any fighting skills, this technique would be extremely practical and greatly enhance her own strength.

"Does every God Coin have Divine Grace on it?"

Lin Baici felt it was unlikely, but what if?

[What are you daydreaming about?]

[Divine Grace isn’t as common as cabbages, and even cabbages are in severe shortage in Goryeo!]

Lin Baici and Jin Myungjin came out of the private box and saw Quan Sangin and Kim Jinsoo standing in the hallway, earnestly looking at them.

"God Lin, is that God Coin a Taboo thing?"

Quan Sangin couldn’t tell for sure, but seeing Lin Baici act so cautious and enjoying it secretly away from everyone’s view, it must be something valuable.

"Yeah!"

Lin Baici did not hide it.

"Then... Does it have Divine Grace?"

Quan Sangin swallowed nervously.

"Yes!"

Lin Baici glanced at Quan Sangin. The latter must not be content, but at Lin Baici’s level of strength, he no longer cared about how others felt.

"..."

Quan Sangin tasted bitterness, filled with regret as if he had lost a billion dollars.

That was a Taboo thing+Divine Grace!

He couldn’t lay his hands on the God Coin, but thought he could secretly absorb the Divine Grace, right?

Too bad his eyesight was poor.

"God Lin, is there any Divine Grace left on it?"

Kim Jinsoo looked at Jin Myungjin, envy burning in her eyes.

Lin Baici called her over, surely sharing a piece of it with her.

"No more, all gone!"

Lin Baici shrugged his shoulders.

Kim Jinsoo guessed there might still be some left, but she didn’t dare question it outright.

"God Lin, how did you figure out that the God Coin was a Taboo thing and knew it had Divine Grace?"

Quan Sangin asked humbly for guidance.

"Secret!"

Lin Baici refused to answer.

"Heh, my apologies for being presumptuous!"

Quan Sangin forced a bitter smile, seeing his own insignificance. With Lin Baici’s track record, even Jin Xian would probably receive the same two-word response.

Lin Baici pushed open the door and faced a room full of turnipheads: "Turniphead, you can leave now!"

Turniphead was startled. Although he had guessed that Lin Baici would honor his promise, he was still slightly shocked when it actually happened.

In its many years of social life, it had seen humans who were invariably ungrateful and reneged on their promises.

Turniphead looked at its minions.

"Boss, hurry up and go!"

"Remember to rescue us later!"

"Shh, are you afraid the boss will make it out alive?"

The turnipheads murmured amongst themselves.

"God Lin!"

Kim Jinsoo was a bit anxious: "This guy obviously has a high status among the turnipheads. Letting it go will be a constant threat in the future!"

"That Little Eyes let go is okay, but this one absolutely not!"

Quan Sangin also tried to persuade.

The turnipheads’ hearts leaped into their throats from nervousness upon hearing this.

"Shut up."

Lin Baici rebuked, looking at Turniphead: "What? Do you want to stay and become a dish?"

"Thank you!"

Turniphead hurriedly left, and as it brushed past Lin Baici, it couldn’t help but say, "Next time, I will defeat you!"

"I’ll be waiting!"

After Lin Baici spoke, he ignored the creature and turned his attention to the room full of turnipheads: "Anyone who doesn’t want to be killed right here should behave."

The crowd of turnipheads was tied up with ropes under the escort of Lin Baici’s group of four. They were strung up like grasshoppers, escorted out of the Mermaid Club, and loaded onto a truck.

The two turnipheads previously captured were dumbfounded.

"No way? Just four of you toppled our hideout?"

"To be exact, it was one person!"

They hung their heads and sighed. Now, they could only hope that Turniphead the boss would quickly come to their rescue. Then, as the doors of the truck were locked, they heard a sentence.

"I let go of Turniphead because what normal turniphead would have the influence and guts to come rescue or seek revenge?"

Lin Baici saw Quan Sangin and Kim Jinsoo still hadn’t figured it out, so he simply explained: "Isn’t it better for them to come to me rather than for me to go looking for them?"

Lin Baici was emboldened by his prowess, arrogant as can be!

The turnipheads inhaled cold air and shuddered at Lin Baici’s words, feeling as if the dark truck was as hellish as the underworld.

That human’s appetite was too big, seemingly intent on annihilating the turniphead race.

Lin Baici prepared to leave when a sedan car drove straight over the green belt and onto the curb with a screech, stopping next to the truck.

"Quan Sangin?"

Two men got out of the car, one in his thirties with sunglasses, the other in his twenties with dyed yellow hair.

"Yubin bro? Yongjun?"

Jin Myungjin was surprised: "Your team also arrived safely at this station?"

These two were God Hunters from Sejong’s team, belonging to another squad.

"Yep!"

Han Yubin adjusted his sunglasses, assessing Lin Baici and Jin Myungjin: "How about you guys? Where are the others?"

Quan Sangin felt awkward. He couldn’t just say that only the two of them were left alive.

"Don’t mind it, the higher-ups underestimated the difficulty of Busan Divine Ruins!"

Yubin comforted Han.

"How many people are left in your team? Is Team Leader Seongsoo okay?"

Lee Seongsoo was much more capable than Quan Sangin, so he was assigned to follow the Yellow Stone team.

"We lost two members, but Yellow Stone lost even more, and that pretty Great Shaman also suffered a big setback!"

With a chuckle, Han Yubin revealed that Lee Seongsoo planned to find an opportunity to kill the Great Shaman and become the biggest winner of the loot.

Of course, with outsiders present, it was not convenient to talk more about such topics.

"By the way, what are you doing here?"

Looking at the club’s sign, Han Yubin asked, "Are you here to catch turnip heads?"

"You too?"

Kim Jinsoo was astonished.

"We heard that this place might be one of the turnip heads’ lairs, so Team Leader Seongsoo sent the two of us to check it out!"

Yongjun Choe brushed back his blond hair and eyed the truck, giving it a hearty slap, "What’s inside this?"

He heard people inside.

Quite a few of them.

"..."

Quan Sangin and Kim Jinsoo exchanged glances but didn’t answer.

Although they were all part of the Sejong faction and thus colleagues, their interests were not aligned. What if the other party asked for the turnip heads?

"Quan Sangin, are the turnip heads inside?"

Han Yubin laughed dryly.

In Goryeo, the culture of respecting one’s juniors was severe, and from Han Yubin’s address to Quan Sangin, it was apparent that the man with the sunglasses had a higher status.

"Get in the car, let’s go!"

Bai Ci urged.

Bang!

Yongjun Choe punched the side of the truck and cursed at Bai Ci, "Xiba, who the hell are you to speak here?"

In his view, Bai Ci was too young. His survival to this point was completely due to Quan Sangin’s favor; he wasn’t someone to be taken seriously.

In fact, Yongjun Choe’s actions weren’t directed at Bai Ci; instead, they were pressure on Quan Sangin to show subservience.

Seeing Yongjun Choe’s attitude, Quan Sangin was almost scared to death.

Hallelujah!

Who do you think that is?

A stray dog that you can kick around by the roadside?

That’s God Lin, who could pound your head in with a single punch!

"Yongjun Choe, hurry up and apologize to God Lin!"

Kim Jinsoo shouted, hoping to lend a hand to a colleague they’d have to face sooner or later, "God Lin, please don’t be angry, they are unaware of your reputation!"

Saving Yongjun Choe this time would surely put him in Team Leader Seongsoo’s good graces.

"Heh, apologize for what?"

Yongjun Choe was still arrogant, but Han Yubin, who was sharper, noticed Quan Sangin and Kim Jinsoo’s attitudes and realized he might have overlooked a major issue.

This Jiuzhou Man, who seemed to be living off Kim Myungjin, might be very strong?

Before Bai Ci had a chance to lose his temper, Myungjin had already started shouting, "And you are what, exactly?"

Whoosh!

From her backpack, the Goryeo girl swiftly drew a Bowie knife.

"..."

Han Yubin was startled. What’s with the Kim family’s young miss?

She’s acting like a guard dog raised by the Jiuzhou Man!

"Xiba, Yongjun Choe, if you don’t want to die, better apologize quickly!"

Quan Sangin urged, "Brother Yubin, make him apologize quickly!"

"Alright, I apologize!"

Yongjun Choe shrugged his shoulders, then suddenly threw a punch at Bai Ci’s head.

Divine Grace Activation, Static Paralysis!

Sizzle! Sizzle!

Electricity surged on Yongjun Choe’s fist. If it hit the target, the current would flow into the other person’s body, paralyzing the nerves, causing the limbs to lose control and bodily fluids to leak.

"It’s over!"

Upon seeing this, Quan Sangin covered his eyes.

What a death wish for this fool!

Bai Ci staggered his feet, using the Dog King’s Slide to dodge, tilting his head to avoid Yongjun Choe’s fist, then he counterattacked.

Winter Long Fist.

Frost immediately rose on Bai Ci’s arms.

Bang! Bang!

Bai Ci’s straight punches hit Yongjun Choe’s face.

Crack! Crack!

The parts that were struck immediately frosted over.

Yongjun Choe wanted to curse, but his cheeks were numb from the cold, and his teeth chattered.

"Die!"

Yongjun Choe focused intently, throwing punch after punch.

Bai Ci ducked down, easily dodging each time, and with each dodge, he landed a punch on Yongjun Choe. He wasn’t in a rush to kill him; instead, he was using the opportunity to test the power of the Winter Long Fist.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With each punch, a layer of ice formed on Yongjun Choe, like a dirty basketball had hit him and left a mark.

Crack! Crack!

Soon, Yongjun Choe was covered in frost, with ice chips falling off.

"Why... why can’t I hit him?"

The more Yongjun Choe fought, the angrier and more frantic he got.

"Are you aware of how bad you are? Does your mom know?"

Bai Ci smoothly sidestepped, easily evading as Yongjun Choe’s movements grew more rigid and his punches slower. Bai Ci didn’t even need to dodge anymore.

Quan Sangin covered his face with his hands, "Sejong’s reputation is being ruined."

Hearing this, Kim Jinsoo couldn’t help but give Quan Sangin a side-eye, wondering if he misunderstood the term ’losing face’.

With or without Yongjun Choe, their team has already lost face completely.