Chapter 159 Killing God is not a derogatory term

"The child is so big, why does he still need someone to pick him up?" The dean said as he walked out of the yard, came over with a smile and tried to reach out to pull Yin Xiu.

As soon as he got close, Yin Xiu's knife flashed and slashed across his neck, very decisively and neatly.

"Although I have forgotten why I hate you, I can't control my knife when I see you." Yin Xiu touched the man's chest with the tip of the knife, and he fell down.

The woman in the yard screamed in fear and rushed out, but Yin Xiu had already wiped his knife and turned away.

From before entering the orphanage to after entering the orphanage, it seems to follow his life timeline, and then...

As Yin Xiu walked, he heard the sound of waves.

He walked quickly forward through the hazy fog, and sure enough, he saw a small sea behind it. The evening light sprinkled on the shore where the waves were surging. On the shore where reefs were piled up, there seemed to be a sheltered place where layers of books were stacked.

Those disorganized books were so inconsistent with the scene on the coast that Yin Xiu thought for a moment that he was seeing things.

But when he squinted his eyes and looked carefully, he suddenly found that there seemed to be a small figure moving behind the stacks of books.

He kept his eyes on the direction of the book as he walked across the beach, trying to identify what it was before leaving the area.

Perhaps the footsteps attracted the little thing's attention. A small head suddenly popped out from behind the book, and its dark eyes met Yin Xiu's gaze.

It seemed to be a person, but not entirely. His upper body was that of a very young child, holding a book almost as big as himself and reading it upright. His lower body was covered with tentacles, lying on a heavy book.

It was clearly a monster, crawling on the beach with its hands, leaving a trail of dark slime on the gravel.

The moment their eyes met, the other person suddenly became excited and rushed over at the speed of light on the beach, shouting as he crawled, "Yin Xiu! Yin Xiu!"

What the hell? He saw a dark, half-human monster crawling towards him at the speed of light.

Yin Xiu frowned, turned around and ran.

Judging from the factors, it seems to be Li Mo, but I’m not sure. Anyone who doesn’t call him boyfriend is fake!

Yin Xiu was running in front while the monster was chasing him from behind. He kept shouting Yin Xiu's name all the way until Yin Xiu ran into the fog at the speed of light, and the voice faded away.

As he ran, Yin Xiu arrived at the retirement town he was most familiar with.

At that time in the town, the square was not so lively, the walls were not covered with rule sheets, and the players were alienated from each other and did not want to have too many entanglements with others.

Beneath the statue in the vast square, someone was still shouting with difficulty, "I've summarized and recorded the current rules for surviving in this town, and saved them as a guide. It may not be perfect now, but it will definitely become more perfect in the future."

"I don't know if it will be useful to you, but it would be nice to have one in hand."

Yin Xiu walked through the town square and saw the white figure moving among the crowd and distributing rule sheets in the sunset.

At that time, he was the only one there. Players would not trust strangers with their things and would choose to rely on themselves. No one would hand over their life to others. Even in the small town, there would be people who would rob other players of their items at all costs. Players whose things were robbed would surely die when the next copy came.

People question each other and doubt everyone around them. There is no trust and no bonds. The person who distributes rule sheets everywhere and passes the strategy to others must be an outlier in the town.

Yin Xiu slowly strolled over to him, and he immediately handed him a rule sheet with great enthusiasm. "Hey, buddy, can you keep one with you?"

The person in front of him was very pale and thin, looking like he would die in the dungeon at any moment. He was thinking about others even though his own life was coming to an end. This was ridiculous in a town where players were fighting fiercely against each other.

Yin Xiu's gaze swept across his pale face, then landed on his arm, which was covered in scarlet cuts and bruises. He said calmly, "Your props just got stolen, didn't they? How do you still have time to hand out rule sheets here?"

"Why would someone who is already crumbling want to help others?"

Ye Tianxuan's face suddenly curved into a smile, "Oh, you are the first person who would stop and talk to me. I didn't expect you to care about other people's conditions, Yin Shashen."

Yin Xiu stared at him with drooping eyes, "Don't be so sarcastic with me, or I'll kill you."

Ye Tianxuan put away the rule sheet in his hand, turned around and stepped onto the stone steps under the statue of Queen Night next to him. He faced the countless players walking through the town, pointed at the people who were robbing, and then pointed at the person huddled in the corner with a look of despair on his face.

"There are many players as weak as me in this dungeon. Everyone entered here to follow their own desires, but they don't have the strength to pursue their desires. Even if they regret it, they can't leave."

He stretched his hand toward the sky, his palm embracing the setting sun. "I can't save everyone in this dungeon, but I want to save those within my ability. First, the one or two people I meet, then everyone around me, and finally this town, or even this dungeon."

"One day, the people of this town will be transformed, and their rotten spirits will be filled with sunshine and sparkle with hope."

He faced the sun with a vibrant figure. "I will prove that even in a place where life and death are at stake, human nature will not decay. We just need a ladder to climb up."

“That’s why I help everyone.”

Yin Xiu looked at him, trying hard to recall how he answered Ye Tianxuan when he met him at that time.

Ye Tianxuan stood on a high place, stretching his hands and putting his hands on his hips. His movements were too big and he couldn't stand still. His feet suddenly slipped and he almost fell down.

Yin Xiu raised his hand to support him and placed the small white flower safely on the ground.

He remembered his answer at that time.

"Be careful. You can't even stand on your own feet, and you're trying to pull others up."

Yin Xiu couldn't remember whether he meant to mock him at that time, but that's what he said.

"Do you think I can do this? Yin Shashen?"

Seeing Yin Xiu about to leave, Ye Tianxuan followed him and secretly rolled up the rules sheet and tried to attach it to his belt where he hung his sword. Yin Xiu slapped it away and said angrily, "I can do it, I can do it. Don't call me Yin the Killing God anymore. If you call me that again, I'll give you a blow."

"Oh." Ye Tianxuan stopped and looked at Yin Xiu's gradually leaving footsteps, then waved his hand, "Yin Xiu, I will also become an independent person like you!"

He raised his hand to his mouth and shouted, "'God of Killing' is not a derogatory term! No! It's a respectful term! A respectful term!"

Others think that the God of Death is cold and ruthless and very scary.

What Ye Tianxuan could see was that he had completed the dungeon independently and was invincible. That was awesome!

I have to find a way to pull this sharp knife over and use it.