Deities Are All Just My Food-Chapter 44 Elimination equals death!_1

44: Chapter 44 Elimination equals death!_1

44 -44 Elimination equals death!_1

The platform erupted with a cacophony of noise.

Not only the pot-bellied man and the diabetic aunt had their clay figures melt, but many other travelers’ clay effigies had dissolved as well.

“When I was slapping together the clay, I didn’t slack off even once; I lifted my hands above my head every time!”

“So did I!”

“Could it be that I’m just unlucky?”

The travelers clamored, looking anxiously towards the clay figure monster.

Lin Baici glanced at the Rolex he had found at Dragon Temple.

There were six minutes left until the end.

The clay figure monster stopped in its tracks, its gaze as cold and indifferent as that of gods on high observing mere ants, showing not the slightest intention of clearing up the travelers’ confusion.

“What’s going on here, can you tell us?”

The pot-bellied man bellowed.

“Please keep quiet and don’t disturb others!”

The clay figure monster cast a glance his way, speaking in a tone of admonishment.

“Fuck your peace!”

The pot-bellied man felt murderous.

Lin Baici believed the problem lay with the improperly dug clay.

He looked at the pregnant woman and couldn’t bear to see a child born without a father; he wanted to share his theory with the bespectacled man, but what if he was wrong?

This was literally a matter of life and death.

Until the very last second, Lin Baici couldn’t guarantee there was no issue with the clay figure he had fashioned.

[Be more confident; your analysis is correct.

The issue is with the clay!]

The Eater God spoke up.

Upon hearing this, Lin Baici immediately shouted towards the bespectacled man, “Uncle, the clay you dug up is substandard, which is why the clay figure you sculpted is melting!”

Whoosh!

All eyes turned in unison, first landing on Lin Baici and then falling upon the slab in front of him.

There was a clay figure on it, bearing a striking resemblance to him.

“Young man, are you saying there’s something wrong with the clay?”

The diabetic aunt’s voice trembled.

“Yes!”

Lin Baici nodded.

“Where is the problem?”

“Aren’t they all clay?

Is there a difference?”

“I can’t tell!”

Not just the travelers with melting clay figures, but also most of those who had successfully molded theirs were baffled, as they too had simply dug up clay at random.

“Then where should we dig for clay?”

The diabetic aunt looked at Lin Baici anxiously, waiting for an answer.

Among these people, some were smart.

Five of them took off running towards the spot where the clay figure monster had previously dug for clay.

“Damn, I should have done this sooner!”

The pot-bellied man cursed regretfully.

In fact, many travelers were too scared of the clay figure monster to approach it.

The pot-bellied man, the diabetic aunt, and others like them immediately ran towards the spot where the clay figure monster had dug for clay before.

“Leave some for me!”

The diabetic aunt called out desperately.

“Don’t panic, it’s all right!”

The bespectacled man assured, then went to scramble for clay but was held back by his wife.

“What’s wrong?”

The bespectacled man didn’t understand.

“With so many people there, can you really get any clay?

And can you guarantee the clay you dig this time will be okay?”

The pregnant woman, covering her belly with one hand, was anxious: “Since the student knows it’s a problem with the clay, he must know what proper clay should be like.

Let’s ask him!”

After saying this, the pregnant woman walked towards Lin Baici.

“Stop moving, I’ll go!”

The bespectacled man rushed to Lin Baici, pleading with hands clasped, “Buddy, can you help me out?”

“Let’s go!”

Lin Baici scooped up the clay figure on the stone slab and ran towards the red clay pond.

“Is this kid too cautious?”

Ma Yuan was speechless; couldn’t you trust me a little?

After all, as a Dragon Guard of the Security Bureau, he would certainly keep the clay figure safe.

Despite his frustration,

Lin Baici’s small action still made Ma Yuan regard him even more highly.

Details-oriented people are more likely to succeed.

“Dig here!”

Lin Baici chose a puddle: “It has to be at least fifteen centimeters deep!”

The bespectacled man looked around and then turned back to look at where the clay figure monster had been digging.

The place was swarming; there had to be over three hundred people all cramming in, and to fight for the best spots near the pit where the clay figure monster had dug up the red clay, they had even started shoving and scuffling.

If it weren’t for the crowd, he still would’ve preferred to go there!

Lin Baici understood the bespectacled man’s hesitation, for it involved life or death.

“What are you fighting over?

Is it that hard to dig up a qualified lump of clay?”

The clay figure monster couldn’t stand it any longer.

The behavior of these people was painfully embarrassing.

To fight over clay, they actually resorted to violence.

Many who heard this looked as if to say, “Just as I thought,” especially those travelers who had successfully dug the right clay, who were secretly pleased with themselves.

“What kind of clay is considered suitable?”

The diabetic aunt pressed for an answer.

The clay figure monster didn’t respond, instead staring at Lin Baici and warning, “This is a Master qualification exam, every step must be done by the apprentice themselves.

If you help others again, I will punish you and strip you of your qualification for the exam.”

Lin Baici shrugged his shoulders.

He was always cautious and wouldn’t have spoken out if he hadn’t felt sorry for the pregnant woman potentially losing her husband.

The bespectacled man was honest but not stupid; upon hearing what the clay figure monster said, he got the hint immediately.

The student was right.

Without hesitation, the bespectacled man squatted down and thrust his hands into the pond, starting to dig up the clay.

So, it should be at least fifteen centimeters deep, right?

“Bai Ci, come back quickly!”

Song Li shouted.

She had gotten Lin Baici’s name from Xia Hongyao.

Thank God I met him; otherwise, I’d be as desperate to dig up clay as if my ass was on fire.

Thinking of how she had just decided to trust Lin Baici, following him to dig for the red clay, Song Li felt ecstatic.

I really do have good luck.

That’s why she was now so concerned for Lin Baici’s safety.

As long as this big boy was alive, she had a strong leg to cling to, increasing her chances of survival.

“…”

Ma Yuan was frightened retrospectively.

Was there really something wrong with that clay?

He almost acted recklessly.

“How about it?

This kid is impressive, right?”

Xia Hongyao boasted.

This is a potential team member I have my eye on!

Yes!

Once we deal with this Taboo thing, I must quickly call my sister and ask for a guaranteed spot without testing.

18D, listening to Xia Hongyao’s praise of Lin Baici,

felt envious.

Why can I only think of panic and helplessness, unable to act like Lin Baici?

Is the gap between people really that huge?

However, when 18D saw the tourists still digging in the red clay pond, she felt relieved.

Those were the reactions of ordinary people!

“Young man, do you think this clay is up to scratch?”

The lady with diabetes hurried over to inquire after digging up some clay.

Time was running short; she didn’t have a chance to do it again, so she had to make sure she succeeded on her first try.

About twenty tourists had dug up red clay and were running back to the platform to shape it.

Seeing the diabetic lady hustling over to Lin Baici and muttering questions prompted three quick-thinking individuals to also grab their clay and approach.

Clearly, they planned to have Lin Baici confirm whether their clay was adequate.

Lin Baici didn’t speak.

“It’s okay, that clay creature is patrolling elsewhere and isn’t looking this way.

Just tell me quickly!”

The diabetic lady urged, “Please!”

“Can you stop hurting people?”

The man with glasses scolded the older woman.

He was worried that Lin Baici was young and inexperienced, too eager to help, and might impulsively reveal the answer to the woman.

That could lead to trouble.

“Shut your damn mouth!”

The diabetic lady glared at the man with glasses.

When she turned back to Lin Baici, she put on a pitiful, pleading expression, like a professional beggar on the street.

“Handsome, help me check mine too!”

“You don’t need to speak; just nod or shake your head, any signal will do!”

“My piece should be fine, right?”

A few tourists asked softly, smiling.

[Don’t talk too much, or you really will die!]

Eater God warned.

Lin Baici didn’t say a word and silently walked towards the platform.

Seeing that they couldn’t get an answer, a few tourists cursed and hurried back to their stones, beginning to shape their clay.

Slap!

Slap!

Slap!

This time the sounds were closely packed together; the tourists were working at their fastest pace.

The diabetic lady wanted to hurry as well, but she was already tired from going through the process twice, her arms aching to the point where she couldn’t speed up even if she wanted to.

Especially now, after shaping the clay a dozen times, her arms trembled uncontrollably like she had Parkinson’s disease, unable to lift the clay overhead anymore.

“Oh God, you’re taking my life!”

The diabetic lady cried out in despair.

No one cared about her; everyone was busy fighting for the last moments, perfecting their clay sculptures to score as high as they could.

The atmosphere was oppressive and tense, like a noose tightening slowly around everyone’s neck.

The clay creature surveying the area suddenly stopped and, after looking around, announced loudly.

“Time’s up, the molding of figures has ended!”

Slap!

Slap!

Slap!

About fifty tourists were still shaping their clay, most of whom were elderly.

Lin Baici glanced at the man with glasses.

He didn’t put down his carving knife and continued sculpting his figure since he was more skilled this time.

The clay creature looked at these people with disdain.

“You can’t even shape the clay properly into a figure, what a waste of space, eliminated!”

Although they didn’t know what would happen after elimination, it surely wasn’t good, so these people argued.

“It’s your fault for not explaining clearly, leading us to do it a second time!”

“Give me another chance, please?”

“My previous figure was beautifully done!”

Some complained, some pleaded, but no matter what they said, the clay creature didn’t care, raising its hands and clapping three times forcefully.

Slap!

Slap!

Slap!

Around the edge of the red clay pond, lumps of earth rose from the ground, writhing and forming two-meter-tall figures within ten seconds.

They lacked facial features, but strode forth with long legs, stepped onto the platform accurately, and swiftly approached the eliminated.

The diabetic lady panicked, turning to run, but one of the clay figures, standing more than five meters away from her, raised its right hand and extended it swiftly, capturing her ankle like a python seizing its prey.

As the clay figure’s arm retracted slowly, it also turned and walked toward the center of the clay pond.

The diabetic lady was dragged across the ground, leaving a trail behind her.

“Save me!”

“Please, somebody save me!”

“I don’t want to die!”

As the clay figure’s arm returned to its normal length, the diabetic lady was pulled into the red clay pond.

She struggled futilely.

The clay figure, standing in the middle of the pond, grabbed her shoulder with one hand and her hair with the other, pushing her head down into the clay.

There was no chance for the lady to scream for help; she could only flap weakly like a dying catfish,

as death loomed over her!

The clay figures began clearing out those who were eliminated, drowning them directly in the clay pond upon capture.