Deities Are All Just My Food-Chapter 2254 - 1007: Ghost Ship Gambling God, Right? I’ll Flush You Down the Toilet!

Chapter 2254: Chapter 1007: Ghost Ship Gambling God, Right? I’ll Flush You Down the Toilet!

As night fell, the temperature in the Forest Cottage began to drop.

Ordinary people might not notice such subtle changes, but Lin Baici was different.

"I wonder how low the temperature will drop?"

Lin Baici frowned.

One crisis followed another.

This eerie knocking sound would scare most people, making them stay away, but Lin Baici actively approached, wanting to resolve it quickly.

But as soon as he went, the ’knocking sound’ changed location, playing guerilla warfare with him.

With no other options, Lin Baici tried three times and then gave up, preparing to open the iron plate in the basement and take a look inside.

"Hey, Ghost, do you know where the basement key is?"

Lin Baici not only searched himself but also inquired the ’bedsheet ghost’ floating nearby.

The Ghost didn’t respond.

"Could you help me out?"

Lin Baici jokingly said, "If you tell me, I’ll help wash your bedsheet, how about it?"

Whether the Ghost understood or for some other reason, it suddenly floated towards the living room, having been staring at Lin Baici from ten meters away.

"Is there a chance?"

Lin Baici perked up and quickly followed.

There was a bathroom on the west side of the living room. After looking over every nook and cranny, Lin Baici’s gaze fell on the toilet.

Because the Ghost was floating above the toilet.

Upon noticing Lin Baici’s gaze, it moved aside.

"Is the key in here?"

Lin Baici asked, opening the tank above. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

There was some dirty water inside. Lin Baici stirred it a few times with his hatchet but saw nothing, then looked into the toilet bowl.

Could it have been flushed down the drain?

Lin Baici hesitated for a moment, swung his hatchet to dismantle the toilet, but upon seeing Lin Baici’s action, the Ghost quickly floated over, hovering right above the toilet.

"What do you mean?"

Lin Baici guessed, "You don’t want me to smash the toilet?"

The Ghost didn’t react.

"I can’t exactly reach in with my hand, can I?"

Lin Baici glanced at the toilet. It wasn’t too dirty, but the thought made him uneasy.

The Ghost remained unmoved.

So Lin Baici tentatively suggested, "I’ll reach in with my hand, alright?"

Upon hearing this, the Ghost floated aside, leaving some space.

"Oh come on..."

Lin Baici was speechless.

Do you have to mess with me like this?

Lin Baici didn’t reach in directly but remembered seeing long-sleeved rubber gloves in the kitchen while searching the room.

He quickly fetched a pair.

...

Putting on the gloves on his right hand, placing the hatchet and candlestick within reach, Lin Baici finally reached into the toilet.

But after reaching just over a foot deep, he was blocked.

"A plunger would be great right now!"

Lin Baici muttered, activating the Snake Bone Soft Body technique!

His right arm immediately became flexible; not like twisted into a pretzel, but as soft as noodles.

As Lin Baici’s hand extended further, he groped around with his whole body slipping downward, his shoulder buried in the commode.

"Ghost Ship Gambling God, huh? I’ll make sure to stuff you into the toilet!"

Lin Baici felt irritated.

This was pure filth, just meant to disgust.

There was no skill involved.

As Lin Baici was complaining, his index finger touched a piece of metal, causing him to raise an eyebrow.

No doubt, it was the key.

Lin Baici wanted to retrieve it, but wearing rubber gloves made it difficult.

Just as Lin Baici finally managed to pull it out after struggling for quite a while, several octopus-like tentacles as thick as wrists suddenly shot out from the toilet, wrapping around Lin Baici’s arm, attempting to drag him into the toilet.

The tentacles were covered in various sized bumps, and fingernail-sized suckers, causing immense stinging and suction pain even through the gloves.

The ambush was sudden, but Lin Baici had been prepared.

As he resisted the pull with his right hand, his left hand reached for the hatchet nearby, ready to chop these things off.

Just then, the Ghost watching from the distance suddenly floated over, covering Lin Baici’s head.

His vision instantly went black, unable to see anything.

Not only that, the sheet tightened around him, almost as if it intended to suffocate him.

Lin Baici immediately couldn’t breathe, and the troublesome part was that he couldn’t feel the hatchet or candlestick.

After groping a few times and finding nothing, Lin Baici gave up and reached for the sheet on his face.

He managed to grab it, but pulling it down was excruciating.

It felt like tearing off a scab post-bleeding, not waiting for it to fall off naturally but picking it off yourself.

Now, Lin Baici’s pain was tens of times more intense than picking a big scab.

[Stop pulling, at the moment you yank off the sheet, you’ll tear your skin off too!]

"Now what do I do?"

Abruptly gasping for air, Lin Baici reached again, hoping to feel either the hatchet or candlestick, anything would suffice.

Breathing became increasingly difficult!

Lin Baici felt uncomfortable from the suffocation.

He no longer reached for weapons but instead clenched his fist and punched the toilet beside him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The toilet was quite sturdy.

Concerned activating the Power of Hundred Horses might increase its hardness, Lin Baici resorted to using only his inherent strength.

With the third punch, several tentacles emerged, wrapping around his left wrist, hindering his force.

Anticipating this, Lin Baici extended his left hand along the drag of the tentacles, reaching over, and the moment it touched the toilet’s interior, his right knee forcefully collided.

Bam!

Crash!

This full-force hit shattered the toilet.