Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 633: Morning Thoughts on the Dangerous Journey of Trading

Chapter 633: Morning Thoughts on the Dangerous Journey of Trading

The east was about to dawn, the fish belly white tearing through the night sky, and the faint dawn light penetrated through the window lattice, casting mottled light and shadows on the floor.

Wu Hen had two thick dark circles under his eyes and an untidy beard, looking like a programmer who stayed up late to work overtime.

He rubbed his sore eyes, yawned, and a breath of foul air came out with a faint smell of instant noodles.

Baili Pang'er was still lying on the bed, his face pale and his breathing even, as if he had fallen into a sleeping fairy tale world and could not be woken up no matter how much he was called.

Wu Hen stared at him with a sad face, feeling very nervous, as if there was a rabbit in his heart.

"This guy is sleeping like a dead pig. Could he really be a vegetable?"

He muttered, reaching out to poke Baili Pang'er's chubby cheek, but there was no response.

After a sleepless night, Wu Hen had tried every possible way to wake her up.

From gentle calls to pouring cold water, and even using the legendary "Lion's Roar", the results were all in vain and there was no ripple.

He slumped on the edge of the bed like a deflated ball, feeling completely drained.

"System, do you have any good ideas?" Wu Hen called out to his golden finger in his mind.

"Ding! It has been detected that the host is in trouble, so an urgent task is being issued: wake up the sleeping beauty! Task reward: a super invincible wake-up service gift package (including: fatal chain calls, thirty-six strategies for soul-interrogation, ultimate tickling skills, etc.)." The mechanical voice of the system sounded in his mind.

Wu Hen's mouth twitched. What the hell was this? "Is there anything more reliable?"

"Ding! Friendly reminder: The host can try using 'True Love's Call'." The system spoke nonsense seriously.

"Get out!" Wu Hen roared in his heart.

Just when he was at a loss, a knock on the door broke the silence in the room.

Wu Hen opened the door impatiently and saw the knight standing at the door.

He had a constipated expression on his face, and seemed to be hesitant to speak, just like a teenage boy who had a crush on someone.

"If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have to fart, fart quickly!" Wu Hen said unhappily.

The knight hesitated for a long time before stammering, "Um... Shen Qingzhu wants to see you... about something..."

"Shen Qingzhu? What could she want from me?" Wu Hen was confused.

"She...she wants to make a deal with you..." The knight's voice became quieter and quieter, almost inaudible.

"Deal? What deal?" Wu Hen's curiosity was aroused.

The knight took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.

He quickly said, "She wants to use the head of the Oracle to exchange for a thousand places to enter Utopia!"

"What?!"

Wu Hen almost jumped up.

"Is she crazy? Going alone to hunt down the Divine Oracle? That thing gives even top-tier God Slayers a headache!"

In an instant, Wu Hen understood Shen Qingzhu's intention.

She wanted to go to Tokyo alone, hunt down the Oracle, and win a thousand places for the Black Killing Group to enter Utopia.

"She goes alone? No, it's too dangerous!" Wu Hen refused without thinking.

"I've tried to persuade her, but she won't listen..."

The knight looked helpless, "She said she owed it to the Black Killer Group..."

Wu Hen frowned tightly. He knew Shen Qingzhu's character. Once she made a decision, ten oxen could not pull her back.

"No, I have to find her!" Wu Hen turned around and walked out.

"Where are you going?" the knight asked hurriedly.

"I'll stop her!"

Wu Hen shouted without even turning his head, "This girl is really going to scare me to death!"

The knight stood there in a daze, looking at Wu Hen's receding figure, muttering to himself: "I hope you can persuade her..."

Wu Hen ran wildly all the way, feeling as if a huge rock was pressing on his heart, heavy.

He must stop Shen Qingzhu. Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he cannot give up.

He pushed open Shen Qingzhu's door and saw her packing her luggage. A black travel bag lay quietly on the bed.

"Shen Qingzhu, stop right there!" Wu Hen yelled.

Shen Qingzhu turned around, his eyes frighteningly calm, "You're here."

"Are you crazy? Going to Tokyo alone to hunt down the Divine Messenger Oracle? Do you know how dangerous that is?" Wu Hen roared.

Shen Qingzhu didn't say anything, but just looked at him quietly, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

"You..." Wu Hen was speechless for a moment.

Shen Qingzhu picked up the travel bag, walked to the door, stopped, turned his back to Wu Hen, and said lightly: "If I can't come back..."

"Shut up!"

Wu Hen interrupted her, "Don't say such depressing words! I'll go with you!"

Shen Qingzhu ignored Wu Hen's roar, as if blocking out all external interference, and walked straight towards the black SUV parked in the morning light.

The car body reflected the cold light in the rising sun, just like her firm determination at the moment.

She opened the car door and got into the driver's seat, her movements quick and decisive, without a trace of hesitation.

Wu Hen chased to the car and banged on the window, "Get out! Don't be stupid!"

He felt that his voice was a little hoarse, with a barely perceptible tremor.

Shen Qingzhu rolled down the car window, his eyes cold, "This is my own business."

Wu Hen took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"Going to Tokyo alone is no different from committing suicide."

"Don't you know what level of existence the Divine Oracle is? Even if you fight with all your might, you can't win!"

"I know whether it's worth it or not." Shen Qingzhu's tone was calm, but revealed an unquestionable firmness.

Wu Hen took out his cell phone and dialed Shen Qingzhu's number. The moment the call was connected,

He practically yelled, "Come back here right now! Do you hear me?"

Shen Qingzhu's cold voice came from the other end of the phone: "Don't worry about me, I can handle it."

"Solve it!"

Wu Hen couldn't help but swear.

"Who do you think you are? A Super Saiyan? Come back here now, or else..."

"Beep beep..."

The call was hung up.

Wu Hen heard the busy tone and felt a surge of anger rushing to his head.

He threw his phone to the ground, and the screen shattered into pieces instantly, just like his mood at the moment.

Jia Lan'er stood behind him without knowing when. She asked worriedly, "Wu Hen, what happened?"

Wu Hen scratched his hair irritably and told Jia Lan'er the whole story.

After hearing this, Jia Lan'er was also shocked. "Why is she so impulsive? It's too dangerous to go to Tokyo alone!"

Wu Hen was silent for a moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Finally, he picked up the new phone and dialed An Yuqing's number.

"Hey, An Yuqing, Shen Qingzhu..."

Wu Hen took a deep breath and told An Yuqing about Shen Qingzhu going to Tokyo alone to hunt down the divine messenger.

His tone was full of anxiety and helplessness.

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone before An Yuqing's voice came slowly, "I understand."

"You know? What do you mean by 'you know'?" Wu Hen was a little impatient.

"Aren't you going to stop her?"

"No one can stop her from making a decision." There was no emotion in An Yuqing's tone.

"But..." Wu Hen wanted to say something, but was interrupted by An Yuqing.

"What are your plans?" An Yuqing asked.

Wu Hen gritted his teeth and said, "I... I have a plan, but it's crazy..."

He paused, deliberately keeping it a secret, "Do you believe me?"

An Yuqing did not answer immediately. There was a brief silence on the phone, as if time had stopped.

Just when Wu Hen was about to lose his patience, An Yuqing's voice sounded again, deep and powerful, "Speak."