Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 414: Discussion in the Hospital Room and Shocking News

The door of the ward creaked open, and Shen Qingzhu walked out calmly, but there was a hint of fatigue in his eyes.

"What's the situation?" Lin Qiye immediately went up to him, with a hint of worry in his tone.

"He's out of danger for now, but he still needs to rest." Shen Qingzhu said calmly, with no emotion in his tone.

After hearing this, everyone's tense nerves finally relaxed a little and a look of relief appeared on their faces.

Fatty Baili patted his chest and said exaggeratedly, "I told you, Old Nine Xifu is a very lucky guy. How could he fall down just like that? He's the one I want to surpass!"

Cao Yuanhai curled his lips in disdain. "You? I'm afraid you can't even compare to one of my fingers."

"Hey, Lao Cao, what you said is, do you want to practice with me, Fatty?"

Baili Pang'er immediately got furious, his fat body trembled and swelled up like a meatball.

"With your skills, you'd better go home and farm first." Cao Yuanhai crossed his arms, his tone full of contempt.

"Old Cao, are you itching for trouble?" Fatty Baili rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush forward to fight.

At this moment, Cao Yuanhai suddenly coughed lightly, and a powerful aura emanated from his body, with a hint of sharpness.

"I feel like my realm is about to break through."

Fatty Baili instantly lost his temper, his arrogant demeanor vanishing without a trace. He smirked and said, "Oh, Lao Cao, you're amazing! You're worthy of being my idol!"

In the corner, Zhou Ping'er, who had been silent all the time, suddenly started coughing, covering her mouth weakly, her face a little pale.

"Old Zhou, your injury is quite serious. Why don't you go and make an appointment and take good care of yourself?" Lin Qiye asked with a frown, his tone full of concern.

Zhou Ping'er shook her head and said hoarsely, "I'm fine. This is just a minor injury. I won't die."

He paused, looking at everyone with a hint of doubt in his eyes, "I always feel that...something is wrong."

"Something's wrong, Lao Zhou, why are you crazy again?" Fatty Baili had just been frightened by Cao Yuanhai, and now he started to yell again.

"I always feel...that something seemed to be hidden in that battle." Zhou Ping'er said in a low voice and her face became serious.

"Old Zhou, you're probably thinking too much. A fight is a fight. What tricks could there be?" Fatty Baili waved his hand disapprovingly.

At this moment, the system's voice suddenly rang in Wu Hen's mind:

[Ding! Triggering a bizarre mission: Host, please perform an impromptu rap to Zhou Ping'er. The lyrics must include "Old Zhou, what are you crazy about?" Reward: Random Attribute Point +1, Mysterious Treasure Chest*1.]

The corners of Wu Hen's mouth twitched. He felt that this system was really making things difficult for him, Fat Tiger.

"Old Zhou, what are you crazy about? You just think too much. Stop playing tricks or I'll slap you to death!" Wu Hen grinned and spoke in a mean way, as if the serious atmosphere just now didn't exist at all.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment. Fatty Baili was shocked, his jaw almost dropping to the ground. Just when he was about to say something, Wu Hen suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance thoughtfully.

"I'd like to know, can humans really kill gods?"

"Killing God?"

Baili Pang'er scratched his head, his fat face full of curiosity.

"Old Wu, what you said, is it true that someone can overthrow God?"

"Theoretically, there's an inherently insurmountable gap between human physical strength and that of a god, like an ant trying to lift an elephant."

Zhou Ping'er said slowly, with a hint of helplessness in her tone,

"The power of the gods has long surpassed the scope of our cognition. Killing them is almost impossible."

"What about the laws? If humans could master the power of the laws, could they fight against the gods?"

An Yuqing suddenly spoke, a hint of inquiry in her cold voice.

Zhou Ping'er was silent for a moment and shook her head. "I'm afraid only gods can truly grasp the power of the law. Humans may never be able to reach that level."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere outside the ward suddenly became oppressive, as if shrouded in a layer of haze.

Baili Pang'er's fat body trembled, and Cao Yuanhai rarely refuted. Even the usually heartless Wu Hen narrowed his eyes, as if thinking about something.

Seeing everyone like this, Zhou Ping'er couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"The so-called 'human ceiling' is simply the limit of what can be achieved within the rules. If the rules change, everything will become meaningless."

He paused, looked at Wu Hen, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"You ask if humans can kill gods? Perhaps this is a gap that can never be crossed."

"I think, Old Zhou, you are a little self-deprecating. You are someone Ye Fan'er has high hopes for. Maybe you are the one who breaks through the ceiling."

Wu Hen's mouth corners slightly raised, with a hint of provocation in his eyes.

An Yuqing's beautiful eyes fell on Zhou Ping'er.

"Is she sick?" Jiang Er'er couldn't help but quietly tug at the corner of Lin Qiye's clothes and asked in confusion.

Just as everyone was lost in thought, Zhou Ping'er's cell phone suddenly rang, and the shrill sound broke the silence.

Zhou Ping'er picked up the phone, her face changed instantly, she stood up suddenly from the ground and started coughing violently.

"Ahem... ahem... stop standing there and hurry back to the safe house! Commander Ye Faner will be here soon!"

Zhou Ping'er said hurriedly, her face pale, "Something happened in the north!"

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. What on earth was happening in the north?

At this moment, a dull roar came from afar. Everyone looked up and saw a black shadow approaching quickly towards them.