Deities Are All Just My Food

Chapter 2490 - 1124: Being a God Means Having Fun! (2)

"Brother Lin..."

Long Miaomiao suddenly called out, hesitating.

"With all you’ve done for us, just say what you need to. If there’s anything I can do, I will do my utmost!"

Lin Baici spoke with great solemnity.

That day in the great hall, after Lin Baici left, it was Long Miaomiao who saved Xia Hongyao and the others, sparing them from contamination by the rules.

Although Lin Baici killed the God King, and even if Xia Hongyao and her companions turned into bronze statues, Lin Baici could still save them upon returning. Nonetheless, there was a risk they might be crushed by the fallen palace or killed by Golden Armor Guards.

So Long Miaomiao was their savior.

"Brother Lin, you’re too kind!"

Long Miaomiao quickly expressed humility, then softly asked, "What do you plan to do with Xia Lian?"

Xia Lian was the palace maid.

Long Miaomiao worried that Lin Baici might hand her over to the Haijing Security Bureau, given the immense value of an intelligent God’s ruins species.

"I’m at a loss too!"

Lin Baici sighed, thinking it wouldn’t be convenient for Xia Lian to follow him around all the time.

Yet Lin Baici was determined to keep the palace maid, regardless of who requested her, even if Xia Hongmian personally asked.

"She’s a palace maid from a semi-feudal, semi-slave society with twenty years of court experience. You could experience treatment like an emperor!"

San Miyairi joked, "And Xia Lian is quite beautiful, isn’t it great to have such a servant?"

With Xia Lian’s strong subservience, you wouldn’t find that in modern people.

At the very least, she’d willingly accept being hit or scolded by Lin Baici.

"Am I that kind of person?"

Lin Baici didn’t have any feelings for Xia Lian. Compared to ’dealing’ with Xia Lian, he’d rather sort out the cherry blossom girl.

Long Miaomiao looked eagerly at Lin Baici.

"What are you thinking?"

Lin Baici questioned back.

"Could you...give her to me?"

Long Miaomiao carefully stated, "Uh, not as a gift, I mean, I want to live with her!"

"Sure!"

Lin Baici understood.

Long Miaomiao wanted to live with a like-kind.

That’s perfect, as Lin Baici couldn’t always have Xia Lian with him, nor let her live alone—what if something happened?

With Long Miaomiao around, it would provide some care.

After arranging Xia Lian’s future, Lin Baici whistled and returned to the ward. Just as he found a novel to pass the time, less than half an hour later, the door opened.

Nangong Shu came in carrying a large pile of items.

"Aunt Shu!"

Lin Baici quickly stood up.

"Don’t move, lie down!"

Nangong Shu hurriedly stopped him.

"I’m not injured, and after so many days, any wounds would have healed long ago!"

Lin Baici had wanted to return to school, but the director insisted that although he seemed fine, having fought with a god, he might be carrying contaminating dust that could affect ordinary people.

The possibility that people wouldn’t turn into Dead Flesh Men, but would have their lives shortened, frightened Lin Baici. He didn’t want his counselor and tea girl to suffer harm, so he could only stay put for now.

"Resting a few more days wouldn’t hurt!"

Today, Nangong Shu wore a qipao, but in a deep violet color, appearing both elegant and sexy, showcasing every inch of her mature side.

Her feet were adorned with black high heels with red soles, each step making a clicking sound.

Nangong Shu bent down, pressing her forehead to Lin Baici’s.

"Temperature’s normal!"

"I didn’t have a fever in the first place...mm..."

Before Lin Baici could finish, the shop owner’s red lips approached, pressing against his.

That slick tongue, like the snake that stole Eve’s apple in Eden, was cunning, slipping around.

Lin Baici didn’t refuse, but his eyes darted towards the door.

He didn’t want anyone to see them.

Nangong Shu released Lin Baici, turned to the door, and twisted the lock.

Click! Click!

The door was locked.

"How does it feel to be a hero?"

Nangong Shu returned, without taking off her heels, kneeled one knee on the bedside, then swung her right leg over, like mounting a motorcycle, straddling Lin Baici.

"I’m no hero!"

Lin Baici smiled.

"By purifying the Qin Palace Divine Ruins, you are a hero!"

Nangong Shu caressed Lin Baici’s cheek: "If Xia Hongmian hadn’t said you needed rest, stopping others from visiting you, your doorstep would be worn out, you know?"

"Haha!"

Lin Baici was indifferent; reaching his level, he himself was a major connection, so making more acquaintances wasn’t of much use.

Moreover, with Xia Hongyao as a link, Lin Baici could always directly find Xia Hongmian if needed.

Qin Shanwei was dead. If Xia Hongmian hadn’t entered Qin Palace, there might have been gossip and dissent, but she did enter Qin Palace.

No matter who purified the Qin Palace Divine Ruins, at least her bravery surpassed many, so once the old director retires, Xia Hongmian would be the next head of the Jiuzhou Security Bureau.

"Little Ci, you could actually become a leader!"

Nangong Shu was curious: "Never thought about it?"

Lin Baici had joined too recently and hadn’t groomed any trustworthy subordinates, yet with his shining achievements, many were already following him.

"Why bother?"

Lin Baici understood what the shop owner meant—wasn’t it about climbing up and gaining more authority?

"Seems you prefer beauty over power!"

Nangong Shu teased.

"I’m a gentleman!"

Lin Baici emphasized.

"Really?"

Nangong Shu’s hand grabbed downward: "Because that’s not what it’s saying!"

"..."

Lin Baici was speechless. With her positioning like this, could he not react?

"When do the nurses come to check the room?"

Nangong Shu glanced at the clock on the wall.

"Eight in the morning, nine at night!"

"Oh, so from now until nine, it’s our free time?"

Nangong Shu spoke, twisting her waist, sliding her hand under the qipao’s hem.

Soon,

She lightly moaned and slowly eased into position.

"The curtains aren’t drawn!"

Lin Baici reminded, patting Nangong Shu’s butt, intending for her to move so he could draw the curtains, but the shopkeeper grabbed Lin Baici’s hand.

"Are you not aware of your current influence?"

Nangong Shu looked into Lin Baici’s eyes: "Who dares to peek at the Haijing god of forest who killed the Qin Palace God?"

"Do they have a death wish?"

As more information was made public, Lin Baici’s reputation soared!

A year ago, after securing the Busan Divine Ruins, Xia Hongmian had worried about Lin Baici being conspicuous, hence keeping this silent.

She had planned to release this top-secret information once Lin Baici truly became a Dragon Level giant.

Xia Hongmian thought it would take at least five years, but unexpectedly, just a year later, Lin Baici purified the Qin Palace Divine Ruins.

With this achievement, Lin Baici was now a globally recognized powerhouse.

So Xia Hongmian released the secret files ahead of time!

The world was shaken.

People only then realized that God Lin wasn’t just exceptionally powerful, but beyond imagination, with some on the Origin Forum wondering if Lin Baici had been possessed by a god.

Yet such topics, once posted, were immediately deleted and silenced.

Amid fervent discussions, people began wondering how far Lin Baici would evolve.

As a human, becoming a god, and even surpassing gods?

Of course, with the enormous population, there were always alternative voices.

Some envied, resented Lin Baici, some couldn’t stand his fame, posting petitions encouraging him to purify other Great Divine Ruins, clearly wishing him to die in them.

Lately, the Origin Forum was in chaos, full of bizarre and outlandish posts.

But Lin Baici didn’t know this, since he hadn’t gone back online after checking once right after leaving the divine ruins.

He just wanted to take a break, enjoy some leisurely university days!

’What a beautiful jasmine flower!’

The phone rang.

Lin Baici glanced; it was Tea Girl calling.

"Why not answer? Is it your girlfriend?"

Nangong Shu teased, knowing Lin Baici used this ringtone, she had mirrored his setting.