You want me to kill a god just for copying two superpowers?

Chapter 21 Internal and External Cooperation

"Why is the morgue making such a big fuss? What's going on?" Xu Menghe asked.

She wondered if she should run away quickly, leave Pingchuan City, and go with her father, otherwise they would die together.

At the same time, a long-lost task reappeared in her mind.

"Together with Su Jue, stop the morgue from creating gods."

Xu Menghe remained silent, her fingernails digging slightly into her flesh, leaving a mark.

This is undoubtedly something related to the gods, and if something goes wrong, she really will die. But there's no other way; if she doesn't do this task, she might be killed by the puppet god.

Either way, you could die, so let's choose the one with the lower probability.

"Are you really planning to go? You can't use the technique anymore," Xu Menghe asked.

"Go. I promised Pei Min something, and Su Huai hasn't returned yet, so I still have to do it." Su Jue picked up her phone and replied to Lin Yang's message.

"What are you planning to do?"

Su Jue put away her phone, turned to look at Xu Menghe, and handed her one of the milk teas: "Actually, I can't think of any way he can do it."

"It's nothing more than secretly withdrawing all the demon hunters, right? It's impossible that they wiped out the morgue headquarters, is it? That's unrealistic." Xu Menghe picked up a straw, inserted it into her milk tea, took a small sip, and then held the milk tea in her hand.

"But that's not realistic either. The demon hunters in Pingchuan City only listen to Pei Min. The problem is that Liu Xu is currently keeping an eye on Pei Min, which also serves as a form of supervision. Pei Min can't do anything underhanded." Su Jue said, picking up her phone to check. Lin Yang had sent a message saying they would meet tomorrow to discuss it.

"It's troublesome, I'll go with you then!" Xu Menghe took another sip of milk tea.

"You're coming along too? Never mind, thanks anyway. Ah, the car's here." Su Jue walked to the trash can, tossed aside the milk tea she'd already finished, and pointed to a car not far away. "We'll talk about it when we get back."

"So what did you make for lunch?" Xu Menghe asked, following behind Su Jue.

"Sweet and sour pork ribs, braised fish, and... well, I made a little of everything. I don't know what you like, but last time I saw you seemed to eat everything... 3093." Su Jue told the driver the last few digits of her phone number, then opened the car door and waited beside him.

"I ate everything you made because it was delicious. Maybe it's because I haven't had anything good to eat in a long time. Since I ran away from home, I've been eating takeout and instant noodles. My housekeeper gives me some money every two days," Xu Menghe said as she got into the car.

After Xu Menghe got into the car, Su Jue followed and closed the door. "Did you secretly buy this villa?"

"It was a gift from a friend's family, and she let me stay there," Xu Menghe said casually.

Su Jue didn't speak, but in her heart she once again marveled at Xu Menghe's wealth.

Twenty minutes later, just as Xu Menghe arrived at the door, an enticing aroma wafted towards her.

The dining table was filled with steaming dishes, and bowls of rice with chopsticks were quietly placed on the table.

Without saying a word, Xu Menghe rushed into the villa. Su Jue was about to follow her in, but as soon as she stepped inside, she felt a sense of unease.

He turned around, and sure enough, someone was watching him.

"Lin Yang? Didn't you say we'd meet tomorrow?" Su Jue asked. "And how did you find me?"

He looked at Lin Yang coldly; he didn't know this person at all.

"I asked. Your friend told me you'd been around here, so I wandered around and happened to see you. Don't worry, I won't disturb you two lovebirds." Lin Yang opened the folding fan. "Just between you two, disaster is probably on its way."

"What exactly is this disaster?" Su Jue had a rough idea of ​​what it was, and now he had no choice but to get involved with the gods.

"I'm not sure either, but considering the term 'God-Making Project,' think about the Warlock's Three Words again," Lin Yang said.

When calamity strikes and the gods descend, remember this: kill the gods.

"It really is..." He really didn't want to hear this answer, as he had recently been entangled in the myriad aspects of human nature.

"I communicated with Boss Pei beforehand. As long as we bring him out when the great calamity is about to happen, we can stop this absurd creation of a god," Lin Yang said. "Boss Pei said that he is the vessel. As long as the vessel is removed from the ritual, the ritual will have no target for sacrifice, and those demon exterminators will not die."

"How can I help you?" Su Jue asked.

"My technique can rewrite reality. I can use it to take a special photo, which I call 'Instant.' Then, I can modify the Instant to rewrite the reality recorded on it." As Lin Yang spoke, a technique appeared, and he took a picture of a bird in flight.

The bird flew to a railing not far away and landed.

Lin Yang used a technique to tear the bird's wing in the photo, and at the same time, Su Jue saw that the bird's wing in reality also immediately had a wound.

"I need you to arrange a private meeting with the boss so I can take a picture. When he begins the ceremony, I'll cast a spell to return him to the position where I took the picture," Lin Yang said, erasing the bird's wound from the photo.

In reality, the bird's wings were also restored to their original condition.

"It doesn't matter whether I'm in this plan or not," Su Jue recalled what Lin Yang had just said.

Have you ever read any martial arts novels or anything like that?

"I am very capable, but I have very few sources, so I cannot do things that significantly interfere with cause and effect."

"I need you to transfer your source to me." Lin Yang closed his folding fan and looked at Su Jue. "Putting aside whether other sorcerers would believe me, even if they helped, their source wouldn't be enough. Besides, I heard from Liu Xue that your source must be terrifyingly large."

"When will it start?" Su Jue asked.

"The ceremony is on May 1st, and we need to arrange a meeting with the boss before then."

"Okay, you can go now. We'll contact you later."

"Can."

Su Jue turned around and found Xu Menghe standing by the door with a bowl in her hand: "What are you doing...?"

"You haven't come in for a while, so I came to see what's going on." Xu Menghe put a piece of fish in her mouth. "The plan sounds easy."

"I'm still worried about something going wrong, and Su Huai still hasn't come back." Su Jue closed the door.

His biggest worry was Su Huai, even though he knew Su Huai was actually very strong, he still couldn't help it.

This worry was uncontrollable; Su Huai was his only family, and he felt a warmth he couldn't feel from anyone else.

"Your uncle is very capable, don't be afraid. I looked up some information out of curiosity before, do you know what I found?" Xu Menghe returned to the dining table, put down her bowl, picked up her phone and pulled up the information she had collected.

"This information was hidden in the morgue, seemingly deliberately concealed, but it can actually be found with a closer look. Your uncle, Su Huai, once single-handedly defeated all 65 second-class and one first-class morgue officer, Pei Min—a total of 66! It's said he did it in less than half a minute. Can you believe it? That kind of fighting prowess is unmatched in the world, so don't worry." Xu Menghe put away her phone and then picked up her bowl to eat.

"I hope so." Su Jue also walked to the dining table to prepare for dinner.

……

Countless survivors rushed towards Jiang Qin wave after wave. For an hour and a half, he kept releasing the techniques he had previously stored up through gambling wins, and now he had very few chips left.

"Hey! Su Huai, I think you should make a move!" Jiang Qin retreated to Su Huai's side.

"Actually, I don't really want to use it on them. Oh well, here we go." Su Huai slowly got up, his eyes slowly opening. Those eyes, which held the marks of time, were enough to send chills down anyone's spine.

"Longing for the sunrise of the next day."

In an instant, all those who were alive or dead were pulled into the rift of time by Su Huai, passing through millions of years in that moment, and finally turning into dust.

"We can go out now; it should be outside soon too."