Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 917 - 447 Hurry, Call Out ’Aunt Xia’ Again!_2

Chapter 917: Chapter 447 Hurry, Call Out ’Aunt Xia’ Again!_2

"I’m not interested!"

Gu Qingqiu thought her Red Demon was incredibly awesome.

"I prefer bigger weapons!"

Kim Myungjin also declined, she was currently using a Nepalese Kukri; although it wasn’t good-looking, it was vicious enough.

Xia Hongyao shrugged her shoulders, her Black Blade Dagger was a birthday gift from her sister, not only powerful but also of great sentimental value.

"Yintong?"

Lin Baici looked towards Tai Mei.

Li Yintong used a Butterfly Knife, and she excelled in close combat and assassination; the kitchen knife would be an upgrade for her.

"No, thanks! No, thanks! Brother Lin, you’ve already given me so much, if this continues, even selling myself wouldn’t be enough to repay you!"

Tai Mei knew herself, and although Lin Baici was generous, she couldn’t just shamelessly take everything!

Ugh!

Really, Brother Lin, you’re not even giving me a chance to ’perform’. I’d even bark like a dog if necessary.

"Small Fish, then you take it for self-defense!"

Lin Baici handed the kitchen knife to Little Merperson: "Just in case you encounter some creepy fan following you in the future, you can give them a slash!"

"Mm!"

Hua Yue Yu took the kitchen knife with both hands, planning to sign up for a combat sports class when she got back to Jiuzhou, to learn things like Sanda. Next time, she mustn’t be just the mascot who chants ’666’; she had to be the best support.

At the very least, she had to contribute more than the Goryeo girl.

Clap clap!

Lin Baici clapped his hands: "Alright, everything’s been distributed, let’s hope for another bumper harvest next time!"

"Thank you, Brother Lin!"

Li Yintong drew out her words, shouting loudly and starting to show off: "You lot, don’t hurry up and thank Brother Bai Ci?"

"Otherwise, he won’t take us along next time!"

Tai Mei had a knack for clowning around.

"Damn!"

Hua Yue Yu was somewhat panicking inside. Tai Mei had a similar figure to hers and could also enliven the team atmosphere with her saucy remarks. If this continued, she feared her position would be taken.

"When’s the next time?"

Xia Hongyao’s eyes lit up, looking at Lin Baici: "How about a trip to Qin Palace?"

"Are you trying to get yourself killed faster?"

Lin Baici was speechless; he’d been browsing Origin Forum and knew about it.

Although the Busan Trip was a Decade Great Divine Ruin and you could leave by obtaining a train ticket, Qin Palace was different. Once you entered, if you didn’t purify it, you’d never get out.

And the longer you stay in a Divine Ruin, even as a God Hunter, you’ll get contaminated by radiation and turn into a Dead Flesh Man.

Lin Baici, not even twenty years old, was already earning a yearly salary of over a hundred million, and he hadn’t even enjoyed his wonderful college youth yet; he surely wasn’t going to rush to his death.

Even if he went, he’d like to have a romance first.

"Let me tell you, drop the idea as early as possible. Judging from the Busan Divine Ruins, there’s definitely a God inside the Qin Palace!"

Lin Baici warned.

"Then can we go to the Harbor Island Ghost Ship?"

Xia Hongyao couldn’t sit still; she loved the life of purifying Divine Ruins, especially bragging in the group chat in front of Dragon-Level team leaders after cleaning was done, it felt so good: "There are people who’ve been on that ghost ship who returned alive!"

"You’re killing me, Xiong Da, have you swallowed Zhao Zilong alive? Got guts to spare?"

As a girl from Hong Kong, Li Yintong was all too familiar with the ghost ship floating in international waters; she had heard many rumors from childhood: "Some people who’ve been on the Harbor Island Ghost Ship did come out, but most of them went mad!"

"Just think about it, you’re normally a scaredy-cat who screams at the sight of insect corpses, a little girl who can’t handle her fears. Now imagine someone locks you in a dark room and forces you to watch all sorts of horror movies for ten years. How would you feel?"

Hua Yue Yu raised her hand: "I think I can do it; I’ve been brave since I was little!"

"How brave can you be?"

Li Yintong rolled her eyes: "Let me tell you, everyone knows horror movies are fake, but still they are so scared they can’t sleep and might wet their pants. But everything scary on that ghost ship is real!"

"Sadako, Kayako, psycho killers, evil spirits, zombies, aliens..., all those horror things you’ve seen or can think of will appear under the rule pollution on the Harbor Island Ghost Ship!"

As Tai Mei said this, she shivered: "Anyway, given the choice, I’d rather enter Qin Palace than get on that ghost ship!"

Gu Qingqiu’s eyes sparkled; she wasn’t interested in the Harbor Island Ghost Ship before, but now she thought it must be a lot of fun!

How can I get Lin Schoolmate to accompany me there?

Gu Qingqiu caressed the sheath of her dagger, seriously contemplating her reasons.

If all else fails, I’ll just make him get me pregnant!

He surely wouldn’t let his unborn child die on a ghost ship, would he?

Gu Qingqiu considered for a moment that this ultimate tactic should be reserved for a more critical moment; it was not worth it just for a Harbor Island Ghost Ship.

"Then how about we head to Edo Gate in Dongying? We took down a God in Goryeo, can’t play favorites, right? So let’s take out a God in the Cherry Blossom Country too!"

Xia Hongyao was eager to go.

Edo Gate is a Decade Great Divine Ruin in the Cherry Blossom Country, allowing foreign God Hunters to enter, but they had to pay a hefty sum for the entrance ticket.

"Let’s first get our God Hunter Licenses,"

Gu Qingqiu interjected.

Lin Baici, with a record of slaying a God, probably wouldn’t need to take the test; the Jiuzhou Security Bureau would likely give him the license directly, but the others didn’t have one.

Whether domestically or internationally, without a license issued by the God Hunter’s own country, entry into Divine Ruins is not allowed. It’s considered stealing state property illegally, a criminal act.

If caught, get ready to go to prison, starting with a ten-year sentence.

To put it bluntly, God Hunters are too powerful militarily on their own, so they must be registered, controlled by the state; even if a God Hunter doesn’t join a national organization, at the very least, their whereabouts need to be monitored.