Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 906 - 444: Inventorying the Spoils of War, Head-wrapped Woman Appears Again! _2

Chapter 906: Chapter 444: Inventorying the Spoils of War, Head-wrapped Woman Appears Again! _2

Each copper ring had nine digits.

Every digit on each copper ring, when combined, formed a six-digit password that had to be correct to open the box.

Lin Baici had no interest in playing guessing games, but he didn’t smash the box either, thinking that Xia Qila’s possessions shouldn’t be easily destroyed—otherwise, it might activate some detrimental rules.

"If you force open this wooden box or enter the wrong unlocking sequence three times, you’ll be transferred to a maze where you must choose and solve one thousand math problems from the walls before you can leave!"

"Make a mistake in one, and you’ll have to solve ten additional problems!"

Eater God commented.

Lin Baici grimaced; this challenge seemed not to pose a life threat, but for someone poor at math, being forced to solve problems might be worse than death.

"1, 7, 7, 6, 7, 4."

Lin Baici was ready to give up and check the other items when Eater God reported a set of digits.

"What don’t you know?"

As Lin Baici rotated the dials on the box, he asked, his curiosity almost killing him.

What exactly is Eater God?

But Eater God didn’t seem inclined to answer.

As Lin Baici aligned the final ’4,’ the mechanical lock immediately made clicking sounds, and then with a ’pop,’ the lid sprang open about an inch high.

Just as Lin Baici was about to open the box, a left hand suddenly stretched out from inside, snapping like a mousetrap and swiftly grabbing Lin Baici’s wrist.

"Damn!"

Lin Baici was startled and instinctively shook his hand, trying to toss the thing off.

Clatter!

The box fell to the ground, but the left hand still clung to Lin Baici’s wrist.

Indeed!

The contents of the box were a left hand, chopped off at the forearm, with thick joints, rough skin, and dirt under the fingernails—all indicating it belonged to a man who had worked outdoors for years.

Gurgle!

Lin Baici’s stomach rumbled, and his mouth began to salivate.

It was like looking at a delicious braised pig’s trotter, incredibly appetizing.

Eater God gave no warning, which meant the hand was probably safe, but Lin Baici didn’t know what it was, though something Xia Qila treasured so dearly must be a powerful and dangerous taboo object.

Lin Baici thought about pulling off the hand, but it had already let go on its own and dropped to the ground. Then the fingers moved forward and backward like legs, dragging the hand toward the entrance.

"Damn!"

Lin Baici’s scalp tingled.

Considering it was a taboo object, he certainly couldn’t let it escape, but grabbing the thing barehanded was honestly creepy.

Lin Baici waved his right hand, activating Death’s Grip.

Just as a huge godly hand shot out like a harpoon poised to grab it, the left hand ballet-jumped to the side, easily dodging the capture.

Then it stopped running and began hopping from side to side, the fingers twisting around.

"Does it feel like it’s mocking me?"

Lin Baici’s forehead lined with black marks.

This left hand acted like a man who had successfully escaped from prison—not only did it not flee, but it also stood outside the prison gate, wiggling its butt, dancing a hula.

Death’s Grip, second shot.

Pop!

The left hand dodged again, this time jumping even more joyously, even performing a forward somersault.

"..."

Lin Baici pinched his brows, then reached out his right hand toward the left hand.

Staring intently, he activated Divine Grace.

One second!

Two seconds!

Three seconds!

...

God’s One Hand!

Whoosh!

A flash of white light crossed Lin Baici’s right hand, and in an instant, the left hand on the ground vanished, now caught distantly in Lin Baici’s hand.

"Damn!"

Lin Baici staggered, feeling dizzy and nauseous, having spent a lot of divine power in the process which left him feeling over-exerted and hypoglycemic.

Not daring to delay, he quickly threw the left hand back into the wooden box and shut the lid.

Whirl! Whirl!

Lin Baici vigorously rotated the copper rings a few times, locking up the box.

"What is this thing?"

Lin Baici remembered the eyeball he had snatched from Black Shark Triton, a member of the Lost Coast.

That item was part of God’s Bones, capable of autonomous movement and locking gaze with someone.

This left hand must also be part of God’s Bones. The remaining question was, to whom did it belong? If it were just ordinary God’s Bones, Xia Qila probably wouldn’t carry it with her all the time, right?

"Hey, Eater God, give me your thoughts!"

Lin Baici shook the box, but there was no response from inside.

Eater God remained silent.

Lin Baici recalled that the left hand had large pores and skin weather-beaten from years of outdoor labor, with a pattern on the back of the hand that looked like a postal stamp imprint.

If he couldn’t figure it out, there was no use pondering it further—he could just ask Xia Qila directly whenever he had the chance.

Lin Baici carefully packed the box in his trolley bag, then opened another large box, similar to a mooncake box.

Inside were ten Meteorite Stones, each as big as a fist.

Lin Baici’s eyes gleamed,

He was wealthy,

Very wealthy!

Just these ten Meteorite Stones could be exchanged for at least one hundred thousand Meteorite Coins, and although Lin Baici wasn’t short on money, he could also eat the Meteorite Stones directly, meaning the divine power contained within them could at least double his physical strength.

However, he had to take it slow. During this Pusan trip, he had eaten Meteorite Stones and God’s Ability, saturating his body already—eating any more would lead to an overflow of divine power, contaminating his body and causing mutations.

Lin Baici briefly checked the other items, finding not a small haul.

"As they say, killing people and setting fires earns a golden belt, but building bridges and laying roads leaves no bodies!"