I want to kill a god before I die

"All right."

Clapping her hands easily, Yakumo Zi closed all the cracks and sat upright.

"All right?"

Cheng Hai reacted from the trance, subconsciously touched his chest, and felt no pain at all.

After all, it was God himself who acted, and there was no need for fancy paralysis and hemostasis. Part excision and flesh bonding were only in the blink of an eye, and the movements were more agile than the most professional uniformed nurses.

"Don't rush to breathe, your incision is still assimilating, don't stretch the wound open." Yakumo Zi took a sip of black tea.

With the isolation of space power, she wasn't worried that her hands would be stained with blood.

"Then how long will I have to be like this?"

Cheng Hai spoke in a low voice, his breathing became much lighter.

"Half an hour is enough, the adaptability of the tide of the ocean is still good."

"That's good." Cheng Hai breathed a sigh of relief.

The cancer that made him fear for more than half a year was cured so easily, which made him feel like he was dreaming.

"Don't smoke anymore."

"Well, it's quit"

Said, Cheng Hai looked aside, Yakumo Lan had left this place at some point.

"Is there anything else I need to ask?"

Yakumo Zi leaned against the bench again, regaining her previous lazy feeling.

"correct!"

Cheng Hai suddenly became excited and asked, "There is an inner ghost among those apostles, did you install it?"

He also suddenly remembered that with her help, he would not need to consume brain cells.

"Don't get excited, be careful of the wound."

"Hey"

Cheng Hai calmed down carefully, and cast a questioning look at her.

"Yes, I installed it."

"Who then?"

"uh-huh"

Yakumo Zi suddenly smiled mysteriously, and pulled out a light screen from the crack.

"This is"

In front of me was a photo of a smiling flower, and a familiar figure stood in a small garden.

Pink bowknot, pink skirt, holding a magic wand inlaid with hearts in his hand, and cute double ponytails on his back.

Cheng Hai opened his mouth wide, his face gradually filled with shock.

He never imagined that the inner ghost that made him and Judgment guess for a long time turned out to be

"Ales?!"

There was a bit of hoarseness in the exclamation, and the face under the reflection of light and shadow became abnormally distorted.

Everyone in Cheng Hai was stupid.

"Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

Zi held her belly and laughed loudly, her smooth feet kicked in the air, as if she was very satisfied with Cheng Hai's reaction at this time.

"What's going on here?"

It is completely acceptable that the inner ghost is Yales Cheng Hai, but what did he see?

Magical girl Arles?

Muscle freak little pink?

My Yama!

He felt that maybe he had to find Zi to change his eyes.

"I'll show you his work again."

Perhaps it was because she hadn't talked to anyone for a long time, Zi Yakumo switched screens with unrestrained enthusiasm, and the image of little pink was suddenly occupied by a bulging little boy dressed in colorful clothes.

"I want to eat astronauts. Grandpa and grandma are very happy. They gave me my favorite Xijilang jelly."

"Where's Yales?"

Just when Cheng Hai was puzzled, the boy's figure gradually changed into the twisted zombie face of Yales, with a bag of jelly in his hand and a sinister smile on his face.

"Do you really dare to eat this jelly, hello?!" Cheng Hai showed veins.

"Hahahahaha, there's more!"

Yakumo Zi almost died of laughter on the sofa.

As a result, the scene switched to a scene of a group of people running and exercising.They sweated profusely under the scorching sun, then happily picked up a can of canned drink, didn't drink it, just poured it on their heads, and finally uttered a sentence.

"Drink Fuyanjie for fear of getting angry!"

"puff!"

Cheng Hai almost sprayed: "What kind of underworld advertisement is this? Where's Yales?"

When he was wondering, the screen played back, and the owner of an ice cream truck on the side of the road was circled in red. That guy was actually Yales?

"How? Do you see something?"

After finally suppressing her smile, Zi Yakumo lay on the bench with a graceful curve behind her.

It's just that Cheng Hai wanted to complain more than appreciate it: "I just want to know when this commercial was shot? It's different from what I saw when I was young!"

"This was the first version that was broadcast that year. It was filmed at its own expense. As a result, many children were frightened and cried by the TV bureau when it was first broadcast. It was later deleted and changed to the version you have seen." Perhaps it was due to the exhaustion of a lot of physical strength, Zi's complexion was very ruddy at this time, which was extremely moving.

"Isn't this scary?"

Cheng Hai looked at the light screen with a mask on his face.

It can be seen that Yales put on his powder and makeup with great care, but unfortunately his foundation is too poor to cover his rough face, and the more he looks, the more he looks like a dead man.

Thank goodness this ad was removed.

"So you want me to see something?"

After reading Yales' early works, Cheng Hai still finds it hard to understand.

"In fact, he really likes the civilizations created by human beings. He couldn't bear to see their premature extinction, so he took the initiative to find me."

"Is this reason acceptable?" Cheng Hai couldn't help wondering again: "Isn't he emitting plague all over his body? Can it be controlled?"

"His mode of transmission is mainly through gas and liquid transmission. It is enough to self-isolate before going out, and he is an otaku, and he doesn't go out very much on weekdays. In addition to internal response, he will occasionally provide some virus pathogens to developed countries. national research to reduce casualties in real outbreaks."

Yakumo Zi looked at him with a half-smile, as if trying to capture his every tiny reaction.

Cheng Hai: ""

Two-dimensional really save the world!

Yares is hiding deep enough.

Moreover, in the past ten years or so, there have been constant illnesses in various places. Although from Zi's point of view, it can be understood that it promotes the beneficial development of genes to a certain extent, but Yales, the enemy of mankind, is actually a ghost. I am afraid that few apostles will say it. will believe.

You must know that Cheng Hai himself excluded him for this reason, and he believed the trial on the spot.

I don't know if his "identity" as a magical girl was discovered by those apostles.

"Then the circle will shrink." Cheng Hai held his chin and meditated.

Ghost Shadow and Blood Moon died one after another, and the only remaining apostles were Xiao Ai, He Ye, and Brother Xianyu. He had to think carefully about this target.

Of course, before that, he needs an alibi.

"Master Zi M, can I teleport from another place?"

"Did you leave so soon?" Yakumo Zi said disappointedly, a little disappointed.

Yakumolan is an elegant facial paralysis, of course it is not as fun to tease as Cheng Hai.

"Um, yes, there may be something tonight or tomorrow night." Cheng Hai scratched his head.

Yakumo Zi's attitude towards him is more like a sister next door, which makes him feel good.

"Where do you want to go out from?"

"Noe City."

"Why don't you eat something before you go?"

Just as he was talking, Yakumo Lan rolled out a small dining cart out of nowhere, with this plate of covered dishes on it.

"Huh? What is this?"

The excessive enthusiasm made Cheng Hai a little at a loss.

Speaking of which, all the women he knew seemed to be masters of gourmet food.

He couldn't help looking forward to the dishes made by Yakumolan.

"This is the patrolling dolphin." Yakumo Zi said coldly.

"what?"

The cruel answer was like a bucket of cold water poured down, causing Cheng Hai's expression to change immediately: "Do we really want to eat it?"

"Otherwise? Let it live heartlessly? Or kill the second creature and replace it with lungs? Isn't food just for eating?" Yakumo Zi asked rhetorically.

It's just that Cheng Hai felt guilty, and sighed: "Xunyin Dolphin, Xunyin Dolphin, you died so sweetly!"

With the opening of the iron cover, a refreshing aroma hits the face, and the white and fresh meat slices are neatly arranged in two rows, and with the exquisite seasoning decoration, it can be said that it is full of color, fragrance and taste.

Cheng Hai moved the small bench silently

Chapter 13 Ji Youzhu just wants to study quietly

In Hagikai University, in a spacious stepped classroom, an economics teacher who is over half a century old is talking on the stage.

In the first class back to school, Ji Youzhu sat in the first row, browsing the leftover lessons at a glance, with the pen in his hand writing and drawing on it from time to time, taking notes attentively.

It's the first time she's been serious since college, but I have to say it's really cool!

Maybe it was Lin Miaozhen who opened up her tendons by the way. Ji Youzhu felt that his comprehension ability had been improved qualitatively. He watched the course for a week in just one class. The experience was truly amazing. of

It's full of fulfillment!

Pushing the flat glasses on the bridge of his nose, Lin Yumu glanced at his best friend who hadn't seen him for half a month, feeling puzzled.

According to the past, she should be playing with her mobile phone in this kind of class, and she doesn't know what kind of stimulation she received from Cheng Hai, but there is a momentum to turn grief and anger into struggle.

"At a specific X level, the greater the dispersion of the overall Y distribution, that is, the greater the σ2, the wider the prediction interval and the lower the accuracy. Yes, it is B"

Thinking of this, Ji Youzhu suddenly stopped, put the cap of his pen against his chin, and thought: "If I can condense my spiritual power into a solid body, will I be able to arouse the wind-cutting sword energy?"

So far, her use of spiritual power has only been poured into her limbs to enhance her strength, and energy attacks are limited to activating spells.High-end operations such as sword qi and Taoism have always been a blind spot of her knowledge.

"or"

Ji Youzhu tried to pinch her fingers to condense, but after the spiritual power poured into her fingertips, there was no movement, just like water separated by glass, which could not be condensed into ice by pressure.

"The spiritual power is still too little, and there is no way to control it."

Reluctantly giving up trying, Ji Youzhu patted his mouth lightly: "Bah! You are still distracted while studying."

"You Zhu, are you okay?" Lin Yumu asked with concern.

Staring at the fingers in a daze, and then slapping the mouth, this is not normal no matter how you look at it!

Could it be that she was abandoned by her master?

"ah nothing"

Seeing the dazed look, Ji Youzhu blushed a little, and continued to read with his head down.