Deities Are All Just My Food-Chapter 46 Opening the Cellar Into the Furnace Deciding Life and Death!_1
46: Chapter 46: Opening the Cellar, Into the Furnace, Deciding Life and Death!_1
46 -46: Opening the Cellar, Into the Furnace, Deciding Life and Death!_1
“Deduction?”
Lin Baici was shocked.
Smile through life, and hardships will scatter?
This is why you came up with the smiling face?
And you, a bear of a woman rated with an intelligence of D by the Eater God, do you even possess something like intelligence?
“Yeah, I often watch Holmes!”
Xia Hongyao gave a V-sign and self-assessed, “I should have seventy percent of his caliber!”
“…”
Lin Baici didn’t know about Xia Hongyao’s deduction skills, but her confidence,
was off the charts.
“Alright, stop babbling and hurry up to sculpt the smiling face!”
Xia Hongyao urged.
“You’d better choose the crying face!”
Lin Baici reminded kindly.
“Why?”
Xia Hongyao looked up, puzzled.
“Because if you choose the smiling face, you’ll die!”
Lin Baici said in his heart and sighed.
He could only make up a lie: “What is sculpting a clay figurine?
It’s about creating life, didn’t you hear what that clay figurine monster just said?”
“Kneading the clay 120 times, lifting it over the head, it’s a sense of ritual, to let the clay come to life with vitality!”
“This means, the clay figurine is alive!”
“Alive?”
18D was startled.
“Don’t interrupt!”
Ma Yuan scolded quietly.
“You continue!”
Xia Hongyao listened attentively.
The thirty or so travelers nearby also gathered around.
“Clay sculpting is a traditional craft, and since it’s traditional, it naturally follows some old customs, like the ancient preference for boys over girls, with a boy’s birth bringing joy to the whole family, while a girl’s birth meant the daughter-in-law couldn’t lift her head.”
Lin Baici made it up as he went along, but sounded earnest, his expression dead serious.
As he spoke, he kept his voice low, constantly watching the clay figurine monster in the distance, ready to shut up instantly if the creature showed any abnormal behavior.
“That’s right, I heard that back in the old days, some poor families were even harsher, sending away newborn girls they had just delivered, or if they couldn’t find anyone to take them, they’d throw them in the river to drown!”
18D nodded vigorously, feeling that Lin Baici made a lot of sense.
“Your deduction seems more reasonable, so I’ll choose the crying face!”
Xia Hongyao gave a thumbs up and continued sculpting.
“…”
Lin Baici was speechless.
You believed that?
Without questioning further?
Lin Baici was still organizing his language, aiming to be more persuasive, but now he could save his breath.
Turns out a girl with intelligence rated D can be useful after all!
At least she’s easy to deceive.
Ma Yuan, obviously not as easily swayed, looked at Lin Baici with confusion, “Are you sure?”
I get the feeling you’re making this up on the fly?
“Do you have a better answer?”
Lin Baici retorted.
“No!”
Ma Yuan lowered his head and sculpted the smiling face.
“Then I’ll also sculpt the smiling face!”
18D decided.
“That theory kinda makes sense!”
The nearby travelers also bought into Lin Baici’s words and reached their own decisions.
In their minds, choosing the faces in this challenge had to follow some logical relationship; the idea that it was down to luck never crossed their minds.
“Wait!
Wait!”
Song Li, seeing everyone starting to sculpt, panicked, “This is a matter of life and death, won’t you reconsider more carefully?”
“Didn’t Little Linzi just deduce it?”
Xia Hongyao smiled contently, “The logic chain is perfect, no problem!”
“But…
but what about the yin and yang faces?”
Song Li thought further, “Is there a possibility of half a smiling face and half a crying one?”
“…”
18D was stunned and stopped his sculpting to look at Lin Baici, “You know, that could be possible!”
“Right!”
Song Li, excited to have support, said, “Maybe the clay figurine monster telling us to choose a face is a misdirection, and the real answer is to sculpt a clay figurine with a face half smiling and half crying like itself!”
“You’re quite the clever one!”
Ma Yuan chuckled, “Such a decision involves life, and if you don’t trust others, then go with your gut!”
“That’s right, you only have one life, and the decision is yours to make!”
Xia Hongyao, not much older than twenty but already a God Hunter who had been through several life-and-death crises, was quite indifferent to these kinds of decisions.
“Little Linzi, don’t bother persuading her, everyone’s life is their last chip, it’s best they decide for themselves.
That way, even if they lose, they can only blame themselves!”
Lin Baici had intended to persuade Song Li, but Xia Hongyao’s words made him change his mind.
Exactly!
He was not qualified to make decisions for others; after all, he had already told them the correct answer.
Whether they listened or not was their problem.
And what if the Eater God was wrong?
Though the chances were slim, it was not impossible.
Lin Baici hurried to sculpt the smiling face.
After hearing Xia Hongyao’s words, 18D looked at Song Li’s panicked face, then at the composed Lin Baici, and he bowed his head to sculpt the smiling face.
I trust Brother Lin!
“You all…”
Song Li, seeing that nobody minded her anymore, was so angry she could spit blood.
“We’re running out of time!”
18D reminded kindly.
“I know, you don’t need to tell me!”
Song Li roared back, looking down at the clay sculpture with hesitation.
In plain terms,
she was a selfish person.
At this critical moment of life and death decisions, she wanted to make her own choices.
Just as Xia Hongyao had said, even if she made the wrong choice, it was her own choice, and she deserved her fate.
But Song Li wanted to drag a few others along with her.
That way, if there was a mistake, everyone would be wrong together, and that was some consolation.
It was just that these people wouldn’t listen to Song Li, which annoyed her.
“Fuck!”
Swearing, Song Li chose the smiling face.
Lin Baici held the carving tool, carefully carving the clay figure’s facial features, hair, and even the Adam’s apple, ear contours, down to the fingerprints…
In short, anything a person’s body should have, he tried his best to carve out.
The clay monster patrolling the scene suddenly stopped and announced loudly.
“Time’s up, stop carving!”
Most of the travelers put down their carving knives, but about twenty people were still hurriedly working, having wasted too much time hesitating over which face to choose.
The clay monster didn’t repeat itself; it raised its hand and clapped three times.
Snap!
Snap!
Snap!
As soon as the clay monster’s clapping sound ended, the clay figures in the hands of these twenty-odd people suddenly came to life. ƒreewebɳovel.com
They catapulted onto their faces like giant fleas with a pop.
Thud!
The twenty-odd unlucky ones were struck by the clay figures, their heads thrown back, but what was more terrifying was that the clay figures melted the moment they hit their faces, forming a mask of red clay that tightly adhered to their faces.
Being blinded was one thing—seeing nothing—but with their mouths and noses blocked, they couldn’t breathe.
They clawed desperately at their faces, trying to pry off the red clay.
They wanted to call for help, but with their mouths sealed, they couldn’t make a sound.
The other travelers trembled as they watched this horrifying spectacle.
As their suffocation worsened, the punished individuals fell to the ground, writhing and struggling, some pounding their cheeks with clenched fists to no avail.
Gradually, they all stopped moving.
Only after these people were dead did the clay monster speak again.
“Open the kiln!”
With the elongated call of the clay monster, the half-spherical kilns on the platform, over a meter tall and half a meter in diameter, opened up like Mongolian yurts.
“Into the kiln!”
The clay monster threw up its hands, scattering a handful of clay powder.
Drifting with the wind, the clay powder spread over the platform like snowflakes, landing on the clay figures in front of the travelers on the stone slabs.
“Look!”
18D exclaimed.
These newly molded clay figures began to twist their entire bodies, making soft rustling noises.
In just five or six seconds, some of them started moving.
They moved their stubby legs and walked toward the kilns.
“My…
my clay figure is moving!”
Song Li was panicked, unsure if this was good or bad.
Song Li quickly turned her head to observe her surroundings.
“Why aren’t ours moving?
Should we wait a bit?”
18D was panicking.
Neither he, Lin Baici, Xia Hongyao, nor Ma Yuan’s molded clay figures were moving.
“Husband, why isn’t your clay figure moving?”
Seeing that the clay figure of the man with glasses hadn’t budged, the pregnant woman was terrified, with tears instantly flooding her cheeks.
This meant that one of them was definitely not up to standard.
“It’s okay!
It’s okay!
As long as you can survive, that’s good!”
The man with glasses struggled to smile, comforting his wife: “The clay monster said ‘into the kiln’, so the clay figures that aren’t moving must have a problem!”
“Husband!”
The pregnant woman cried inconsolably.
“It’s okay!
It’s okay!
You need to stay alive!”
While the man with glasses held his wife with one arm, he touched her belly with the other, his expression tender yet pained: “Wife, let’s abort it!”
“What?”
The pregnant woman was dumbfounded, not understanding the nonsense her husband was talking about.
“Having a child, you won’t remarry easily!”
The man with glasses also hoped his wife would give birth to their son to continue the family line, but with the burden of a child, how could his wife remarry?
“Stop…
stop talking!”
The pregnant woman clung tightly to the man with glasses.
“We must have passed!”
The programmer with dark circles under his eyes pushed up his glasses with his index finger, calming those around him.
Just as the man with glasses had said, the clay monster’s command was to go into the kiln, so now whoever’s clay figure entered the kiln was qualified.
Logically, after molding the clay figure, it should be fired and set, right?
“I’ve passed this step smoothly!”
As the programmer breathed a sigh of relief, he looked towards Lin Baici.
This young man had left a deep impression on him.
Too bad!
His clay figure hadn’t moved.
This meant he was going to die.
Alas!
If he survived, he could definitely become a highly skilled doctor in the future!
Noise erupted all around.
The programmer’s explanation spread quickly across the platform; players whose clay figures had moved were overjoyed, their faces showing the luck of the survivors, while the travelers whose clay figures hadn’t moved were all downcast.
“Brother Lin, what do we do?”
18D’s voice trembled: “We can’t just sit here waiting to die, right?”
“Let’s fight, hit it!”
Xia Hongyao focused on the clay monster, ready for battle.
Ready for a last stand.
As for her failure because of listening to Lin Baici’s reasoning, she didn’t care and had no complaints.
“Don’t be happy!
Don’t be happy!”
Song Li warned herself not to laugh, as it would be too stimulating for Lin Baici and the others.
Still, she couldn’t help but feel jubilant inside.
I was right, but you guys didn’t listen to me, and now look where that got you.
“Lin Baici, if you had listened to me, you could have survived this time!”
Song Li lamented, mourning for Lin Baici and his comrades.
