The days of living with the god of death

"I won't play with you anymore." The god of death slapped Zhou Ming's wrapping paper away and attacked, "Zhang He came to look for me again."

"Why, he has been pestering you lately?" Zhou Ming also became interested.According to his feeling, since the god of death tortured and killed Zhang He once, Zhang He's attention has never left the god of death, and he didn't even want his girlfriend. Zhou Ming took advantage of it for nothing.

"Yeah, ever since I told him that I was the god of death, he came to me whenever he had anything to do." The god of death puffed up his cheeks, his expression didn't look angry, but confused.

"Does he believe it?" Zhou Ming laughed, but looking at the god of death, it seems that this is not a joke, "Does he really believe it?"

"I don't know either." Death God frowned slightly, "I think he believed it."

"No way?" Zhou Ming didn't know whether he should be surprised or continue to laugh, "Is he so easy to deceive?"

"I didn't lie to him." Death said unhappily.

"I'm not saying you lied to him, but normal people wouldn't believe this kind of thing, right?" Zhou Ming thought for a while, "He is so rich, if anyone believed everything he said, wouldn't he have been deceived long ago? "

"He did a lot of investigation." Death said thoughtfully, "He found the policeman who took your record at that time—"

"Which one?" Zhou Ming was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized, "Oh, I remembered, the unlucky guy whose chocolate bar was stolen by you, right? I remember we scared him a lot."

"Yes, he didn't give up on that case, and he continued to investigate afterwards, finding out everything we did that day." Reaper recalled the situation at that time, his eyes darkened, "Zhang He believed what the policeman said, there was some kind of supernatural power surrounds you."

"It's amazing!" Hearing that everything he did was found out, Zhou Ming broke out in a cold sweat, "I didn't expect Zhang He to be so powerful. But why did he target me? He was hacked countless times because of my account." ?"

"I think he's just obsessed with supernatural phenomena." The god of death tapped the case of the notebook with his fingers, making a crisp clicking sound, "or maybe he's obsessed with the power brought by my identity."

"What does he want?" Zhou Ming was really curious, what kind of request would a tall, handsome and rich person make when he meets the god of death, "Eternal life?"

"Do you think this is what Jang Hyuk would want?" Reaper asked leisurely, "A person who treats life as a DLC game with 108 titles?"

"It really doesn't look like it." Zhou Ming could only admit this.In a sense, Zhang He's answer has a taste of world-weariness.

Although he can't understand why a person who can get what he wants should be world-weary.

"He didn't make such a request, but he kept asking me what happened after I died." The god of death looked at the dialog box on the computer, "I told him that I don't know. I'm just a person who guides the soul and leads you to the next one." The rest of the world has nothing to do with me."

"You mean Hades?" Zhou Ming said with a smile, "He should ask Michelle."

"No, it's not the Hades. Or the Hades only manage a small number of very special souls, such as demons and ghosts." Death thought for a while, "I didn't ask specifically how much the Hades know about the other world. After all I rarely deal with them."

"So what exactly does he want?" Zhou Ming became more and more confused.

"He wants to see me."

"what?"

"Yeah, the message he sent me just now said he wanted to see me." Death said, pointing at the screen.

"Do you want to see him?" Zhou Ming raised his eyebrows, "I know you can be seen by him if you want."

"Not interested." Reaper typed a line and declined.

But Zhang He didn't give up, and quickly replied, "You said you would come to pick up the souls of the dead. If I die, can I see you?"

"Damn it! What is he going to do?!" Zhou Ming was frightened into a cold sweat by this sentence, "He won't be overthinking it, right?"

Before Reaper could reply, an advertisement suddenly popped up in the dialog box.

"Damn it! You guys are having sex on World Channel!" Zhou Ming almost passed out.

To make matters worse, the god of death actually gave an affirmative reply!

"Are you forcing someone to commit suicide?" Zhou Ming grabbed the wrist of Death, "Please! Others don't know it's you, they think it's me!"

"Do you think he will choose to die because of this?" Death God asked doubtfully.

"..." Zhou Ming froze, yes, why did he commit suicide like this?

According to his understanding, Reaper is an opponent that makes Zhang He feel very embarrassed. Maybe Zhang He just wants to ask Reaper out to beat him up. Maybe what Zhang He said before is just testing the reality of Reaper.But if you want to lose your life, who else would be willing.

Unexpectedly, Zhang He really replied, "I'll wait for you."

"Is he funny?" Zhou Ming stared at the screen, and there was a lot of flashing below. It was really a bunch of booing.

"No." The Grim Reaper suddenly stopped what he was doing, "He cut his wrist and committed suicide."

"Fuck me!" Zhou Ming jumped up straight away, knocking down several tables and chairs, "He's really playing!"

"Tsk." Reaper shook his head and continued playing the game.

"Hey! Are you just sitting here?!" Zhou Ming shouted, "He committed suicide for you!"

The god of death thought for a while, and then seemed to remember his responsibilities, "Oh yes, I have to fetch his soul. I am the only personality wandering around here."

Zhou Ming almost spat out a mouthful of blood, "Is that all you thought of?"

"Otherwise what else is there?" Reaper looked confused.

He stopped talking to this guy.

Zhou Ming silently turned around and vomited blood.

After calming down, Zhou Ming felt that he had to stop Zhang He, otherwise if Zhang He died, others would definitely blame him.He is the man who is going to be the Cammy of the new world, how can he stumble on Zhang He?

"Let's go!" Zhou Ming grabbed Reaper, "Come on, Zhang He's school is opposite the east gate, and it takes about a kilometer to walk from us to the east gate...Where's my bicycle? Oh no, my bicycle is still there." Downstairs in the dormitory."

These days he's off his bike to keep up with Reaper's pace.

And now he is in the teaching building next to the west gate, which is extremely far away from the east gate.

"How long will it take for Zhang He to die?" Zhou Ming dragged the god of death and ran wildly on the road, "How much time do we have left?"

"He made the wrong cut at the first cut, and cut a small vein. Due to his lack of experience in suicide by cutting his wrist, he would have to wait 5 minutes to find an artery, and then he would die of excessive blood loss within 10 minutes." Death said slowly. Said.

Zhou Ming felt that the most fucking thing he had ever experienced was not half as good as it is now - he was actually discussing the technical issues of suicide with the god of death.

"In other words, we have 15 minutes to arrive at his dormitory—wait a minute, where is his dormitory?" Zhou Ming suddenly thought that he had never been to the opposite school, and he didn't even know the way.

"I probably know the direction." Death said unhurriedly, "I'll show you the way after you go in. But I don't think you need to be so anxious."

Zhou Ming was running out of breath, watching the god of death almost jumping in space every second, teleporting to his side, he didn't even bother to take a step, and refused to accept this insincere advice No bother.

"At your speed, 10 minutes have passed by the time you run to the east gate. You cross the road, arrive at the gate of the opposite school, register your visitors and enter, and it takes about 5 minutes. After that, even with my directions, you arrive It takes about 5 minutes to go downstairs to Zhang He's dormitory, not to mention that you, a student from a foreign school, don't know how to enter the dormitory building." The god of death analyzed leisurely, "By the time you finally reach the door of Zhang He's dormitory, he is already dead. It can't be more transparent."

"Didn't anyone find out what stupid thing he was doing?" Zhou Ming roared, "You guys are discussing this on World Channel! Since many people know Zhang He's number, no one will stop him?"

"If I didn't tell you that he did commit suicide, would you believe it?" Reaper asked.

Zhou Ming choked and was speechless.

That's right, who would believe that such a good person just committed suicide?

Just because of a joke on the Internet?

At least others would think it was a joke.

"He doesn't have a roommate either?" Zhou Ming was sweating anxiously.

"Not in the dormitory." Death shrugged.

"Damn!" Zhou Ming turned on the phone, but he didn't know who to call. Lin Xiaoshu was not familiar with Zhang He, and the others had never had contact with Zhang He. Who could he find to contact the people around Zhang He?

Have!Xiao Ling!

Zhou Ming quickly dialed Xiao Ling, and the call was connected not long after, and Xiao Ling's sweet voice came from the opposite side, "Zhou Ming? Why do you want to find me?"

"I need you to immediately contact the people around Zhang He to check on his dormitory. Something happened to him, it's serious!" Zhou Ming couldn't directly say that Zhang He committed suicide, so he could only say it vaguely.

"Is that all you want to tell me?" Xiao Ling's tone turned cold instantly.

Zhou Ming was a little overwhelmed by the other party's temper, "Yes!"

Fuck Zhang Hyuk is almost dead!What else can he say?

"You..." Xiao Ling seemed to be jumping in anger. "Am I just Zhang He's ex-girlfriend in your eyes?"

"Otherwise?" Zhou Ming became more and more confused, "Among the people I know, you are the only one who is familiar with Zhang He?"

"Zhang He, Zhang He, why is it always Zhang He?" Xiao Ling was completely annoyed this time.

"Because he's dying!" Zhou Ming couldn't bear it anymore, and hung up the phone.

This woman Xiao Ling is really unreliable.

He ran wheezingly, and seemed to be on his own.