The days of living with the god of death

"So, what do we do now? Go find the man who should have died?"

Outside the police station, Zhou Ming stood desolately in the cold wind, holding the snacks he found in the police station in his arms, biting a sandwich biscuit, and said to him, "There is no need, that person is already dead."

"How do you know?!" Zhou Ming was shocked, but felt a little sad in his heart.In the end, he still couldn't save anyone.

"I'm the god of death, of course I know." The god of death handed him a biscuit, but he rejected it and threw it into his mouth.

"I'd better go to work." Zhou Ming put his hands in his pockets, drooping his shoulders, "Live a normal life, don't provoke anyone, and hope everyone around me is safe... Wait, I Let me ask you one last time, didn’t you really kill those four people? What I mean is, those three people are actually a little vengeful. If the boss finds out that there is a thief missing under his command, and he was killed by me, he might ask someone to teach him a lesson. Me. You knew from the beginning that we had to cut the grass and root it out, right?"

"You mean that I killed four people to protect you?" Death glanced at him, "Stop being so sentimental."

Zhou Ming choked, and didn't have anything to say, and took the subway back to the gymnasium.

The stadium watcher was an old man who was also Zhou Ming's immediate boss. When Zhou Ming skipped half a day's shift and came to the swimming pool, the old man was sitting at the door, holding a tablet bought by his daughter, brushing the path. News and idle gossip.

"Why didn't you come this morning?" Seeing him appear, the old man rolled his eyes and looked at him from above.

"Umm... there was a car accident." Zhou Ming scratched the back of his head, not knowing how to explain the series of bizarre experiences in the morning. "I was also arrested by the police and questioned for a long time."

"Hmph, yes, it's all in the headlines." The old man held up the tablet in front of him, "Did you go to the east gate to be a lifeguard?"

Zhou Ming took a closer look and found that the headline of Penguin News was "Bravely Rescuing a Woman in Drowning But He Was Stealed, and the Man Chased Several Streets Naked." The place is mosaiced.

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha!" A certain unscrupulous foodie laughed mercilessly.

"Bastard!" Zhou Ming glared at the god of death angrily, grabbed the tablet, and read the text carefully. It was full of clichés about people who went into the water to save people and left clothes on the shore that were stolen. However, he didn't say a word about the thief's accidental death, which surprised Zhou Ming, but he was also somewhat grateful.

"For the sake of saving people, I won't pursue the matter of absenteeism this morning." The old man took the tablet back, "The people from the neighborhood committee came just now and said they would send you a pennant for being brave. Hang up. Everyone who comes here to swim in the future will know that you are a hero who saved lives."

"Huh?" Zhou Ming was terrified, his head was full of tourists swarming in and pointing at him, talking a lot, "Look at that person who is running naked on the street", they will definitely say so.

Damn, he thought he was going crazy just thinking about this scene.

"May I not want that pennant?" Zhou Ming's legs were weak, and he was already timid.

"Xiao Zhou, the neighborhood committee cares about you so much, it's for your kindness, why did you refuse?" The old man looked unhappy.

"I think it's a great idea." Reaper said with a grin.

"Shut up!" Zhou Ming yelled at that gloating guy.

"What's your attitude?!" The old man put the tablet aside, "Is there anyone who talks to people like this? If someone wants to help you with good intentions, it's fine if you don't know what's good or what's wrong, it's even worse!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Zhou Ming hurriedly apologized, "I didn't talk to you just now."

The old man looked around, "It's just the two of us here, you just want to fool me by saying that you're not talking to me, right?"

"That's not what I meant." Zhou Ming only felt that he would not be able to clean himself up by jumping into the Yellow River.

"Listen to me, this pennant must be picked up. When someone interviews you, you should be more polite. This matter is good for you and the swimming pool—"

"I quit!" Zhou Ming shouted, "I resign!"

He already understood that the gymnasium was planning to use his headlines to attract more customers, and these customers were just here to make fun of him running naked in the street.He is not stupid!

"Hey? Why do you want to resign properly?" The old man stood up immediately.

"Why? I don't want to do it!" Zhou Ming strode out after speaking.

It was only when Zhou Ming left the gymnasium that he regretted a bit. He quit this job, and he was a vagrant. Although his family would give him some money when school started, Zhou Ming didn't want to put too much financial pressure on his family, so he still had to find another job.He is still a college student and can only do odd jobs. It is difficult to find a job and he doesn't make much money. The job in the swimming pool is easy and cost-effective for him.But let him go back now, he can't wipe his face off.

"It's all about you." He complained to the god of death, "If you didn't take me to the river, I wouldn't go into the water to save people."

"I told you not to save people." Reaper threw a bunch of snack packaging bags in his arms into the trash can. "What are you going to do now?"

"I still have some money." Zhou Ming touched the 2000 yuan he got unexpectedly in the morning, "But I have to buy another bicycle, and I have to solve the problem of food for the two of us—by the way, can you not eat?! "

"No, I will starve to death." Death replied very simply, "You still owe me a sweater."

"It's not me who dragged you into the water!" Zhou Ming said angrily.He absolutely can't afford to pay for that woolen sweater of Reaper, so he can only lend the coat to this guy first. "Damn, I'll have to do laundry for two in the future - can you do the housework?"

"Do you think I look like I know how to do housework?" Death stretched his waist, "I haven't even played house yet."

"How did you live before?"

"Work, work and work."

"Oh, by the way, you are a model employee." Zhou Ming stopped in front of a ramen restaurant, touched his stomach, his lunch was eaten by a foodie, and now he is hungry and urgently needs to replenish his energy. "Let's eat here."

"Okay." A foodie immediately became happy.

"Don't be too happy." Zhou Ming rolled his eyes at the other party and walked in, "Only I have dinner, you don't."

"Why?!" A foodie followed behind Zhou Ming mournfully, ready to turn into the spirit behind him at any time.

"First, you don't make money, and I have to treat you to eat. I'm sorry, I only have 2000 yuan for living expenses, so I can't afford it! Second, you don't need to eat at all!" Zhou Ming lowered his voice and stared at Death. After a glance, he walked to the counter, "A big bowl of ramen, with meat."

"I really need something to eat." Seeing that Zhou Ming had no intention of ordering a second bowl, a foodie kept tugging on Zhou Ming's sleeve, with tears in his eyes, "I will starve to death."

"You've been eating all afternoon! You started eating when you entered the restaurant, and you still ate when you arrived at the police station. You just ate up your snacks when you left the gymnasium. Don't tell me you need dinner now! Normal people don't I need to eat again!" Zhou Ming sat down in a corner where there was no one around, broke away the disposable chopsticks, and almost squeezed out these words through his teeth. "Also, if you starve to death, who will take care of you? Another god of death?"

"I haven't starved to death, how would I know." The god of death lay on the table sullenly.

"Have you ever collected corpses for other gods of death?" Zhou Ming scratched the surface of the chopsticks, curious, "You gods of death will die too?"

"Yes, we will. Usually they die because they don't work and are lazy." A foodie squirmed lazily, "If the god of death hasn't harvested souls for too long, it will disappear, either the death you think, or disappear, It doesn't exist anymore."

"How could this be?" Zhou Ming was stunned, suddenly thinking of a possibility.Since the god of death cannot be five meters away from him, and the average person cannot witness death a few times in a lifetime, if he never dies and the god of death is always bound to him, will it be possible that the one who dies first becomes the god of death instead? ?

"We exist to harvest souls. If we don't harvest souls, why do we still exist? It's illogical, right? Of course, the god of death who doesn't work will disappear." The god of death suddenly raised his head, "You care It's me?"

"Thinking, thinking too much." Zhou Ming immediately turned his head and sharpened his chopsticks intently, "How do you know this? I mean, since you death gods don't communicate with each other, you haven't died before."

"I just know it." The other party shrugged, "I didn't know it at the beginning, but I gradually learned it over time. It's like evolution. As time goes by, my abilities will increase. For example, I can perceive See what other Reapers are doing. Most Reapers don't have this ability."

"That is to say, you are not an ordinary Grim Reaper, you are still an elite monster with more skills than others." Zhou Ming originally wanted to talk about a small boss, but after thinking about this guy's death, he probably won't lose anything. When he was far away, he changed his mind. "Why doesn't Reaper work? Strike? Do you get paid?"

"No, that's why there are gods of death who don't work." The other party curled his lips, "Look, what's so good about being a god of death, you have to watch people die, and you can't do anything. What kind of souls are harvested? All of them, some really annoying, make you want to snap your fingers and throw them out. Most of the time, we just wander around the world, watching, waiting for others to die, and the only time we can communicate with people is before sending them away .but they just yell, 'Why am I dying?' 'It's not fair!' 'I want to live!' 'Can't you be flexible?' Everyone thinks only of themselves, as if we were born to die It is the same as serving you humans. And this kind of life will repeat for hundreds of years, thousands of years... until the end of time. We will also be tired and tired. This kind of boring, mechanical life, we cannot endure forever .So one day, the Grim Reaper will stop working and disappear from the world."

"Wow." Zhou Ming sighed dryly, "So it's your luck that you actually met me."

"Although I don't want to make you too proud, I have to admit, it's true." The other party rested his chin and blinked at him.

"For you, this is like a holiday." Zhou Ming put the chopsticks aside and greeted the clerk, "Add another bowl of ramen, it's exactly the same!"