The days of living with the god of death

After some tossing, the two sat down on the side of the road, and Zhou Ming was still looking at the people around him vigilantly.What happened just now had too much impact on him, and he couldn't accept it for a while.

"Anyway, let's introduce each other first." Zhou Ming stretched out his hand first, "My name is Zhou Ming, what's your name?"

"I know your name." The other party hugged his knees and patted Zhou Ming's palm listlessly, "As for me...reaper."

"Do you have a Chinese name?" Zhou Ming murmured to himself. This guy looks Asian, but he actually came up with a foreign name in fashion.

"It's the God of Death." The other party tilted his head, "You humans haven't given me any innovative names."

"So...you are the only God of Death in this world?" Zhou Ming looked weird, "I never knew God of Death wore a white sweater."

"Of course not the only one, otherwise I'd be exhausted." The other party raised his eyebrows, "What do you think we'll wear? Work uniforms?"

"Like a black cloak and a scythe?" Zhou Ming thought about it for a while, thinking that the God of Death with a foreign name probably looks like this.

"That kind of dress was popular before." Reaper actually recalled it quite seriously, "It happened hundreds of years ago. It's so boring to always wear the same clothes. We also read fashion magazines."

Zhou Ming opened his mouth, Reaper was still reading fashion magazines, did he make a mistake?He didn't even look at it.But take a closer look, the wool sweater on the other party is thin and soft, and the style is quite trendy, it doesn't look like an ordinary shop. "Well, if that's the case, what do you call each other? Can't you all call each other Death?"

"We... don't address each other, we never see each other." The other party spread his hands, "We will only appear where someone dies, one death at a time is enough."

"It sounds boring." Zhou Ming smacked his lips, no wonder the other party always looked like he was not interested in anything. "So what are you going to do with me?"

"I can't deal with you. As long as you're still alive, I can't do anything about you." Death looked a little dejected, "And I don't know when this error will be fixed. Anyway, before it is fixed, I will I have to follow you."

"Then your job..."

"There will be other gods of death to help me complete it."

"Oh..." Zhou Ming dragged his tune, "I still don't believe you."

"Never mind. That doesn't change any facts," said the other absently.

If it was in the past, Zhou Ming would never have considered the possibility that the other party was the god of death, this is ridiculous!But after seeing the other party's supernatural power, Zhou Ming has slowly begun to feel that this is possible, "Can you, let me see how your work is done?"

"Okay." The God of Death replied very simply, "At 48:[-], at the East Gate Rainbow Bridge, a woman wanted to commit suicide by jumping into the river."

"Are you kidding me?" Zhou Ming quickly raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "Let's go quickly! If there is not much traffic jam, we can still catch up."

Without bicycles, they can only take the subway.After swiping the card to enter the subway entrance, Zhou Ming turned around and was immediately amused. The Reaper was locked outside the subway station, and he couldn't even get in without a transportation card or ticket.

"I'll go alone." Looking at the other party's depressed appearance, Zhou Ming laughed so hard that he couldn't care less about the crazy eyes of passers-by around him, "Anyway, you can teleport it over, can't you?"

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome." The other party pursed his mouth, put his arm on the ticket gate, and turned over all at once, "Look, it's a piece of cake."

Fuck!Go over the subway ticket gate in broad daylight!Uncle Police is this guy!Catch him quickly!

Zhou Ming thought about it maliciously in his heart, regretting that the police couldn't see the god of death, what a waste of a great opportunity.If the god of death can be caught and locked up in prison, there will be fewer deaths in this world, right?

After squeezing the subway for a long time, and taking a few bus stops, they finally came to the place where it was said that someone would commit suicide.

"That's right there." They stood by the river, and Death pointed at the bridge. "In about 10 minutes, she'll jump into the river, and then—what are you doing?"

Zhou Ming took off his coat, leaving only a pair of underwear on his body, shivering from the cold in the cold wind, and quickly moved his body, "Get ready for exercise, the water is very cold in winter, and rashly going into the water will only freeze you to death." Cramping. I have to hurry up and warm up before the woman jumps off."

"You can't save her—"

"Don't tell me that everyone is mortal. It's predestined and other nonsense." Zhou Ming was exercising wheezingly, "I don't believe this. Look, didn't I just survive?"

"This is caused by a system error." Reaper crossed his arms, as if dissatisfied with his attitude, "One is enough, no more is needed."

"You always talk about the system, what is the system? Are we living in a huge brain pot?" Zhou Ming thought of the world setting of The Matrix, and couldn't help laughing. Could it be that he is Neo, and Reaper is Agent Smith?

It's a little cool to be the savior.

"It's just a term that is easy for you to understand. You can also call this the destiny, the ultimate law, or something else." The other party shook his head, "In short, it is something that you cannot violate or break."

"Nonsense." Zhou Ming smiled contemptuously, "I just want to break it, what can I do? What will be the consequences? Will the world be destroyed?"

"I do not know."

"Ha, since you don't know, why obey?"

"Because I believe that there is a reason for the universe to work like this, and it's best not to destroy it at will before you understand its reason."

"But I have the ability to destroy it, why not see what happens after the destruction?"

Zhou Ming doesn't believe in fate. If fate destined him to die in a car accident this morning, then there is no doubt that he has broken fate.

Now, even the god of death can't take his soul away, why not try to see how much fate he can break and how much incredible he can do?

"thump!"

"Someone fell into the water!"

"Help!"

The continuous commotion from the bridge interrupted Zhou Ming's thoughts. Seeing the suicide woman fall into the water, Zhou Ming jumped into the water without thinking, and swam towards the struggling woman in the water.Relying on his rich experience in lifesaving in the swimming pool, Zhou Ming easily put his arms around the woman from behind and lifted her up from the bottom of the water.

Suddenly someone pulled his feet, and Zhou Ming sank down together with the woman in his arms. Just as he was about to go upstream, he was hit on the shoulder again, causing him to swallow several saliva.

"You can't save her!" Death's voice came through the water, distorted and indistinct.

"Damn! I'm about to be drowned by you too!" Zhou Ming recognized the other party's direction, kicked the other party indiscriminately, kicked the other party away as expected, and resurfaced with this strength, swimming towards the shore go.The passers-by who came to the rescue had already stood by the river and stretched out their hands to him.

"It's just right to drown you! Two souls at a time, so I have to follow you!" When the other party shouted, Zhou Ming felt his thighs seemed to be hugged tightly, and he couldn't float up after several consecutive kicks.

"Let go of me, bastard!" Zhou Ming tried his best to lift the woman out of the water, kicking his legs under the water, moving towards the shore bit by bit.I don't know how long I've been soaking underwater, but the strength in my hands finally lightened, as if the woman had been caught by the people on the shore and was being dragged up.

Probably found that the deal was done, and the underwater god of death also let go of his thigh.With a thump, Zhou Ming resurfaced, took a deep breath, and raised his wrist, only to realize that it was already 54:[-].

Six minutes have passed since the woman committed suicide by jumping into the river.

And in these 6 minutes, he didn't come up to breathe a few times at all.

It's unbelievable, how could he hold back for so long?

You must know that his best record before was only 3 minutes!

Before he secretly rejoiced, it seemed that his ability to hold his breath had improved, the god of death had already surfaced, and sprayed a jet of water at him with a face full of displeasure.

"Hey, didn't you succeed in saving me?" Zhou Ming glanced at the shore triumphantly, the woman whose face was pale from crying was already surrounded by everyone and comforted her in various ways.Averting his eyes from these people, he was looking for the clothes he had taken off on the shore, while swimming towards the shore, but he couldn't see his pants anyway.

Strange, it should be obvious, right?

Zhou Ming scanned back and forth, only to find that a sneaky guy was walking out of the crowd with his clothes in his hands, and he kept rummaging through the pockets of his clothes.

"Damn! Thief!" Zhou Ming quickly climbed ashore and ran towards the thief, "Stop! Don't run!"