Chapter 574 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Looking at the remainder of the list, Sui Xiong couldn’t help feeling a little vexed.

He’d never thought such a situation as there being too many damn people to kill was even possible.

But that was exactly what had happened—that was what he was facing right now.

Unless he turned around and tried going through the Orc Empire north-to-south this time, those remaining twenty-thousand people would have to be killed right here, wouldn’t they?

After running some basic math, he decided to give up on this idea.

The guillotine could execute ten people at a time. As they needed to announce each person’s crimes, the executions couldn’t go very quickly, taking about ten minutes a batch at most. In reality, though, he usually took about twenty minutes to kill each batch. If this were on Earth, this would be akin to treating human lives like weeds. A certain Mister Sui would have been a peerless evil comparable to a certain mustached German.

Even if he killed ten people in ten minutes, that would be sixty people an hour; in a ten-hour work week, he’d be able to kill six hundred.

How long would it take to kill twenty thousand?

Even an elementary schooler could figure that out—a little over thirty-three days. If he started now, then he’d be able to finish around noon after a month and four days.

As if! What kind of person would sit down at this border and diligently kill a month’s worth of people!

That would be mental trauma right there!

Sui Xiong shook his head, giving up on this improbable notion. So then how should he deal with these guys? Dig a hole and straight-up bury them?

It was said that in the late Warring States period, during the Battle of Changping, General Bai Qi of the Qin army had 400,000 people buried in a pit. This lead to him gaining eternal fame with the brutal nickname “King of Killers.” Compared to the glorious records of his senior homicidal maniacs from past generations, burying twenty thousand people in one go didn’t really count as all that outrageous.

Sui Xiong remembered an old professor back in the day who always wore a cheongsam and highly revered the “last of the Confucian scholars” Zeng Guofan. Later on, the man had been criticized by the history-loving Professor Cheng, saying, “Why does a perfectly good person like you insist on worshipping a deranged homicidal maniac? Just in the city of Nanjing, I’d estimate that baldy Zeng killed around 500,000 people.”

At the time, those words had made everyone’s blood run cold. Afterwards, someone had asked Professor Cheng if he was joking, but he answered very seriously. Following the most generous assessment, when Zeng Guofan was suppressing insurrection from the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, he’d killed over a million people at the very least.

To think he could become as famous as Zeng Guofan… That made Sui Xiong feel a little depressed.

But it was much too embarrassing to go and say something like, “Oh dear, I feel that killing too many might be rather bad.” After having killed tens of thousands of Isis members over the past few months, he really had no place to be saying such things.

In a difficult-to-manage situation like this, he had no choice but to go to a friend for help.

“Hahahaha!” After hearing his worries, the God of Pleasure let out a hearty laugh before saying, “Is this what it means to kill until your hands go limp with exhaustion? But your hands were limp to begin with! You’re a jellyfish!”

Sui Xiong rolled his eyes, inwardly grumbling to himself about how he shouldn’t have come to this guy for advice.

“If you’re sick of killing then just don’t kill. In any case, whether you kill them or not doesn’t really matter, it’s all up to you.” Manissy, the Goddess of Wealth, said in an off-handed manner, “Two hundred thousand people isn’t all that big a deal anyway; if you think killing them would be bothersome, you could also just throw them straight into hell while still alive.”

“That’s not a bad idea! And if the judges of Hell decide they don’t deserve to die, they can just kick them back out.” Wall nodded his head and said, “Your Majesty, I believe this is a very appropriate solution.”

Sui Xiong laughed bitterly. This certainly was an appropriate solution, but it also caused trouble for hell.