Deities Are All Just My Food-Chapter 47 Major Reductions_1

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“Don’t speak too soon!”

Ma Yuan’s eyes widened as he stared at the clay figures walking toward the kiln, believing there was still hope until the very last moment.

“Heh!”

Song Li chuckled softly, turning to look at Lin Baici, only to find his expression calm, not at all like a man facing death.

Something’s not right!

Why isn’t he scared?

Could it be that whoever’s clay figure moves,

that person dies?

Is that why he’s so confident?

Song Li thought of this possibility and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

“Lin Baici, aren’t you scared?

That monster said ‘into the furnace,’ and according to the steps of making clay figures, there’s definitely a drying step.

Your clay figures haven’t moved; you’re doomed for sure.

Think of something quickly!”

Song Li muttered to herself.

“You should now attack that clay figure monster, kill it, and perhaps there’s still a chance to survive.”

Lin Baici suggested.

Afraid?

Sorry,

I’m afraid this Taboo game is too simple and can’t kill me at all!

The travelers’ self-made clay figures approached the nearest kiln.

Then, with a leap, they jumped into the kiln.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The lid of the kiln immediately shut tight.

“Ignite!”

The clay figure monster’s voice was melodious, with a strange inflection as if a shaman from a primitive tribe was chanting spells, exorcising demons and summoning spirits.

Boom!

Boom!

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The wood stacked in the furnace beneath the kiln instantly caught fire.

The orange-red flames rose and flickered, like a siren dancing.

The noise on the platform slowly subsided.

The travelers stopped talking and stared at the kiln instead.

The programmer with the dark circles under his eyes was not lacking in intelligence and preferred planning before acting.

He believed that even if they passed this step, the following ones would still be fraught with dangers, so he started inciting those travelers who had failed.

“Your lives are counting down.

If you want to survive, you need to unite and fight to the death against that clay figure monster!”

The programmer urged the travelers around him to fight for their lives, even if they couldn’t win, at least they could find out the monster’s weakness.

These people hesitated.

To be honest, if it weren’t for the fact that the pot-bellied man had his head smashed to pieces by one slap from the clay figure monster, showing its terrifying lethality, they would have attacked much earlier.

Disappointed to see these people too scared to act, the programmer shook his head and quickly walked toward Lin Baici, ready to talk to him.

This boy could take decisive action at the crucial moment, and with him leading, these losers should dare to make a move.

However, after taking more than ten steps, the programmer suddenly felt very hot and started to sweat, followed by a feverish feeling, as if his arm had carelessly brushed against a grill while eating barbeque.

“What’s happening?

Are guests not allowed to move freely?”

The programmer frowned and looked around, then to his horror, he realized it wasn’t just him who was in trouble.

“Why do I feel so hot?”

“It’s burning!

It’s burning!

What’s going on?”

“Damn it, what now?”

The travelers were in an uproar; women screamed in terror.

“Bai Ci…

”

Ma Yuan’s face lit up with joy.

He was worthy of being a God Hunter; his reaction was quick.

He noticed that all the people crying out about the heat were the travelers whose clay figures had jumped into the kiln.

Song Li was no longer at ease as she felt increasingly hot, like being in a sauna, with sweat flowing like pulp, drenching her clothes in just over ten seconds.

Then her body began to burn, feeling scorched by a red-hot coal.

“Brother Lin, look at her…”

Fear was written all over 18D’s face.

Not only Song Li, but many travelers’ skins had turned red, as if scorched by a red-hot coal, with blisters bubbling up one after another.

“Brother Lin, save me, I don’t want to die!”

Struggling, Song Li lunged toward Lin Baici, seeking rescue.

The tears in her eyes had barely rolled down her cheeks when they sizzled and evaporated.

Ma Yuan stepped forward and kicked Song Li in the thigh.

Bang!

Ah!

Song Li screamed as she fell to the ground, then was unable to get up, writhing in pain.

“Save me!

Please!”

Song Li’s skin visibly dehydrated, wrinkled, and blackened, like lamb skewers on a barbecue grill.

On the platform, all the travelers whose clay figures entered the kiln seemed to be roasted by fierce flames, suffering excruciating pain.

“Why am I the one who’s wrong?”

The programmer roared in anger, his cries heart-wrenching.

He thought Lin Baici was the one who failed, but it turned out he was the pathetic clown.

“If you want to survive, attack that clay figure monster right now!”

Xia Hongyao shouted.

About a dozen travelers stumbled towards the clay figure monster in their desperate situation, but even more ran toward the kiln, trying to take out their clay figures.

However, the kiln was too hot, the flames too fierce.

When they placed their hands on the kiln mouth, there was a sizzling sound, and their palms were instantly scorched.

A smell of burnt fat and flesh began to waft above the red clay pond, pungent and nauseating.

“Lin…

Brother Lin…”

Song Li’s voice was hoarse, her once fair and smooth skin now burnt, wrinkled, and completely unrecognizable from her previous beauty.

Because her body was so hot, even her riveted high heels began to melt, sticking to her flesh.

Alas!

Lin Baici sighed and focused on the clay figure monster.

It stood in the middle of the platform, inhaling deeply the scent of char floating in the air, then showing an expression of enjoyment.

“Brother Lin, we passed!”

18D was ecstatic, wildly waving his fists.

If Song Li and the others were dead, didn’t that mean the creators of the remaining clay figures, which stayed in place, all passed?

On the brink of death, Song Li heard this and was suddenly overwhelmed with immense regret and remorse, like uncontrollable weeds rapidly filling her chest.

I hate this so much!

Why didn’t I listen to that student?

If I’d just sculpted a crying face, I could have survived!

“Wife!

Wife!”

The spectacled man was so anxious he was jumping around, wanting to embrace his pregnant wife, but her body was like a piece of red-hot charcoal, unbearably hot to the touch.

“Husband!”

The pregnant woman was in so much pain that she curled up into a ball, tears streaming down her face.

She was deeply worried about the baby in her belly that hadn’t been born yet.

Why did this little life have to suffer such a fate?

“Don’t be afraid, I’ll go and kill that monster!”

The spectacled man clenched his teeth, his face twisted with ferocity and murderous intent, the only solution he could think of to save his wife and child was to kill that clay figure monster.

“Don’t go!”

The pregnant woman reached out to pull on her husband’s pant leg, but fearful of scalding him, she withdrew her hand.

“Don’t go, try to survive!”

The pregnant woman begged.

Because she knew, once her husband left, he would undoubtedly die.

“Eater God, is there any way to save them?”

Lin Baici clenched his fists.

[No!]

The Eater God’s answer was crisp and to the point.

This was rule pollution, a supernatural power that human effort could not defy.

To survive, one must abide by the rules of the Taboo things.

The clay figure, subjected to high temperatures in the pot furnace, would have its effect reflected on the creator’s body.

And so, a few minutes later…

The programmer died!

The pregnant woman died!

Song Li also died!

In addition to them, 478 tourists who had sculpted the wrong expressions also died a fiery death.

Their bodies were completely dehydrated, charred, and shriveled up like burnt pieces of charcoal, emitting a heavy stench of burning that wafted from their corpses.

Ugh!

Ugh!

Some couldn’t bear such a gruesome scene and bent over to vomit.

“Brother Lin, ugh…”

18D tried to speak but ended up vomiting out the lunch he had eaten.

Lin Baici also felt some physical discomfort.

“Wait until you join the Security Bureau, start Breaking Divine Ruins, and seal Taboo things, you’ll see death scenes more horrible than this!”

Ma Yuan patted Lin Baici on the shoulder.

“We’re down to 288 people now!”

Xia Hongyao counted the number of people remaining.

With so many people dead, the platform suddenly became much quieter.

The clay figure monster didn’t even glance at those corpses, loudly declaring, “Congratulations, your facial sculptures passed the test.

Next up is the fourth step, baking to set!”

Ma Yuan, upon hearing the word “passed,” excitedly slapped Lin Baici on the back.

“Aren’t my team members great?”

Xia Hongyao boasted, quite proud.

“Any apprentices willing to step forward to be the first group of examinees?”

The clay figure monster asked.

The tourists looked around at each other, and not one made a sound.

The first batch to go up were more likely to be unlucky than not.

Lin Baici was also waiting, wanting to understand what this step entailed to come up with a way to pass, but then the Eater God spoke.

[Volunteer for this batch, your chances of survival are the highest!]

After hearing this, Lin Baici immediately raised his hand.

“I’ll participate!”

Swish!

The tourists all turned their gazes toward him, with surprise, confusion, but nobody looked at him as if he was a fool.

Because Lin Baici’s performance up to now had been excellent, helping many people through the previous molding step.

This kind of person,

would not do something foolish.

“Little Linzi, have you discovered something?”

Xia Hongyao was very curious and asked quietly.

In her eyes, Lin Baici’s reasoning ability was strong; he must have noticed some clues or patterns.

Ma Yuan and 18D looked at Lin Baici, waiting for an explanation.

“I haven’t discovered anything, I just feel that joining the first batch may receive some preferential treatment?”

Lin Baici made up a reason on the spot.

“You are very good!”

The clay figure monster grinned, but it looked akin to a man-eating smile: “Please take your clay figure to the front of a furnace!”

[Choose a furnace that’s close to the clay pond!]

The Eater God reminded.

“If anyone trusts me, follow me!”

Lin Baici shouted loudly.

Everyone looked at each other.

Xia Hongyao picked up the clay figure she had sculpted and followed Lin Baici.

“Red Medicine, don’t be rash; the best strategy is to wait for a group to go first and see what this step involves?”

Ma Yuan advised.

According to the norms summarized by the God Hunter circle, in the rule pollution, those who went up in the first wave were almost all cannon fodder, primarily used to gather intelligence.

“I trust him!”

Xia Hongyao had great confidence in Lin Baici’s intelligence: “Plus, he’s my potential team member, I can’t let him risk it alone!”

Lin Baici was taken aback: “Potential team member?”

“That’s right!”

Xia Hongyao smiled broadly, planning to call her sister to secure a special entry spot for Lin Baici in Haijing, once this Taboo thing was sealed.

A talent like him appears once in a decade, right?

I must get him on my team!

Ma Yuan was conflicted, should I go up or not?

18D didn’t hesitate and picked up his clay figure to follow.

Although he hadn’t been with Lin Baici for long, the latter was not only outstanding, but his luck was explodingly good.

Every choice Lin Baici made had been correct!

By clinging to such strong support,

one could live!