Vol 1 Chapter 2 (2/2)

This person does not look huhosts commonly seen in manhuas

“You retard!”

He spoke such fluent Chinese, si to on the other end of the phone just now So I immediately discovered his identity He was the Death God anted me dead

“Sir Death God!” I quickly interrupted him Only God knew if his next action was to iof what to write in ive me a little more time I won’t delay your work It’ll be done with it i him

In my will I must state that the Gods want me dead so my family will know my death was not an accident—!

The “Death God” looked at me as if I was someone who had a few loose screws in their brain; he then took out a cell phone from the pocket of his black pants The phone was almost identical to the phone in my possession

I guess I was too freaked out at that time so I did not remember clearly what the “Death God” said to the other end of the line I vaguely heard a few co some crazy student this year

His tone seeh, and so I finally realized the “Death God” also suffered from bad mood due to lack of sleep and low blood pressure

After a while, as if he had gotten his answers, the “Death God” shut his phone and turned to look at ems anymore, instead it lookedthe gate once again If you still don’t want to enter, you won’t need to register anymore” His tone was rude, extremely rude

‘Register?’ I finally realized the importance of the word

It was only now that I realized the “Death God” earing a unifore, on top was a few characters sewn on with golden threads

Wasn’t it the na to enter?

“There are still 10at his watch, “Death God” said with a rather dissatisfied voice Then the red eyes glared at me before he sat down on a public chair in the platform

‘There was still 10 minutes left? So it means I only have 10 minutes to write my will?’

At this ardless of the School Name on his clothes, I quickly took out a pen froht, it was said first have to settle my assets, and then tell my family not to be too depressed over my death…”

The “Death God”, as originally sitting on a chair with his eyes closed (I guess he wanted to catch up on some sleep), opened his eyes partially and looked atface revealed soave up on his sleep (it’s justwhile trying to figure out what I riting on a white piece of paper

When he saw the big word “Will” at the top of the paper, I had written up till “If my corpse is in a too bad of a condition, just helpit will save some trouble”

“So you already have the awareness to write a will?” The “Death God” sneered and effortlessly reached out for the eloquently written piece of white paper with such dexterity that I didn’t even notice hi it

In just a blink of an eye, the paper had already been taken away, “But rest assured If you don’t die in such an extreme way, there’s still a hope for you to be revived” He turned around, s me out

Did he et hit by the train, revive me for indefinite number of times, and only then will he be satisfied?

I actually met a perverted Death God!

The Gods are blind!

After three seconds, I decided, since I’ to die anyway, it would be better to commit suicide by myself I would rather have a clean death and not have my death played with by a perverted Death God

The railway track was starting to vibrate; the next train was on its way here

Holding on to the deterhtly and displaying the sa lunch time, I hurried towards the railway track, the saically died

Thunderous sound was approaching right in front ofI’ve ever done

A second later, it vanished The chugging sound of the train passed directly over my head

I covertly openedonto my collar I looked up and saw the “Death God” easily carrying me with my collar Just one more step and I would have fulfilled my wishes… damn it!

The “Death God” took a look at o of my collar after the train had passed by and said, “You rushed at the wrong train The train you need to get hit by wasn’t that one If you got hit by that train, there wouldn’t be any medicine on this earth that could save you”

‘What!? Even when I die I still need to book a specific train?’

I knelt down at the platfor black lines to cover my whole body If this was aaround me

Speaking of will-o’-the-wisp, wait a moment…

I wasn’t thinking much when I was dashed towards the train earlier It was only now that I noticed If someone was ran over by a train, the platforht?

I started looking around, but everywhere was spotlessly clean A huge query, si on my conscience, and created even more curiosity in my mind

With quivering hands, I crawled to the side of the platform, and prepared myself for the utmost In a split of second, I immediately looked towards that direction

Logically speaking, the scene reflected in my eyes should have been a mutilated body or shreds of different body parts It could also have been half a head, crushed, with scary and vengeful eyes staring straight at me, or with her brain and intestines splattered at one side After which, I would start screa, and due to the unbearable shock, I would roll my eyes all the way to the back of

I really did scream However, it was all for a different reason On the railway track, there was not a trace of anything So I screamed

I obviously saw a real life person jue of anything?

“What the hell are you screa behind me, used my will, rolled it up, and sle and also the accuracy was not inferior to my elder sister’s The terrible force almost caused my head to be planted onto the railway track

“Th-there’s nothing there…”

For aperson in front of me was the “Death God” Thus I pointed at the botto a voice of so electrocuted

And so, veins started popping out froht heto make a fool out of him

Sure enough, a shoe’s sole suddenly appeared in front ofmy face

“F!” The “Death God” only said one word

I didn’t clearly hear as said afterwards because I was so dizzy after being kicked I didn’t have the time to listen to him properly, but I think he didn’t continue to curse or swear because by the time I recovered, he was already a distance away, beside a vending es

I’ve never seen a “Death God” drink beverages before And he’s actually drinking honey soymilk!

“Take it” He bent down, took out two cans of honey soymilk and threw one can over to me, “Drink a little and see if your brain will sober up” E up

I’m probably the first person in this world to be treated to a drink by a “Death God”

The “Death God” sat dohile leaning onto the vending machine Probably because his clothes were all black, he was not afraid of getting it dirty His long silver hair was plastered onto the glass display of the vending hts inside flashed with somewhat transparent and silver-ish colour

If he was not a Death God, now that he was quietly drinking his beverage, he gave off a feeling of an angel from a picture album

Those ten minutes was probably one of thethe sae with a beautiful Death God, on the sa for e

I wonder, afterain stunned

The “Death God” actually fell asleep while he was drinking his honey soy machine The folded straas partly in his mouth and the other end was inside the can

Was being a Death God really tiring? Even while he was out to retrieve a soul, he took the opportunity to take a nap

I looked at the ti in about a minute I stealthily moved closer towards the “Death God” I’ve never co… Uh, the sole of his shoes not included

The “Death God” had very long eyelashes, just like a doll’s Shrouding his face, a lock of red hair hanging on the side of his face was gently fluttering in ti

That’s strange; “Death God” can breathe? This was a major discovery

I began to consider if I should take a pen and write this on the platform Even after I died, this major discovery can definitely be used as a reference by the future generation

If I kne to sketch, the first thing I would have done was to hurriedly draw a portrait of the “Death God” If every “Death God” was good-looking, even if he dragsBut it would be even better if he guides me to heaven

The railway track once again started vibrating The train was here

At that exact moment, I saw the red eyes fleiftly open and the “Death God” neatly ju the straw into the trash and can into the recycling bin

Should I praise hi the rules of the human world? He even kne to classify the rubbish

“Run quickly!” he cried out When he saw my slow round

The arriving train was a strong a good one and it see to stop at this station either

I knew this was the train that was going to run h I’ve done innued me and jumped off the platform, I still screa that was about to be slaughtered

The only difference was the pig was slaughtered by a knife while I was about to be run over by a train

I was still very scared of dying I was scared of death When I saw the train approaching, I lost consciousness in an instant