Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Chapter 589 The Merciful God

The explorers urged each other on: "Who's next?"

Qin Youyou was about to go up when suddenly, the two clever Lan brothers stood up abruptly, their voices brimming with excitement: "Let's go!"

They thought they understood perfectly: the gods are gluttonous, so they had to offer food as soon as they had an appetite. If they were too far back in the queue, the gods might have already been fed, and even if they offered the most delicious delicacies, the gods might not be moved.

Fortune favors the bold, and they believed that if the blond duck could handle the task, they could too.

The Lan brothers were inseparable. They exchanged a glance and then tiptoed into the house together.

Inside the house, the floor was spotless, with not a single food scrap left, including the bowls and plates that Xuanming had left behind.

On the bamboo bed, Ling Er, with her large belly protruding like a woman six months pregnant, was snoring contentedly.

The Lan brothers' pupils contracted.

Lan Xiao wondered to himself, "Is this god male or female?"

Lan Ze thought to himself, "As expected of a god with countless forms, whether male or female doesn't matter anymore."

They took out the fine wine they had treasured from their mustard seed bags, placed it on the floor of the house, and opened the lids.

The rich aroma of fine wine wafted out, and the Lan brothers rubbed their hands together confidently, waiting.

Waiting, waiting...

Ling Er lay sprawled on the bed, sleeping like a log, completely unresponsive.

“Wait a minute…” The two brothers exchanged a glance and whispered to each other, “That’s right, this god likes a strong onion flavor, he has a strong palate!”

Lan Xiao: "Bro, do you have anything good? I remember you have a taste for the unusual."

Lan Ze: "Brother, which aspect are you referring to?"

He pulled out the manuscript he had been working on in his spare time these past few days, his unpublished new work—"The Forbidden Love of Wooden Stick and Hard Zero."

"Bro, is this strong enough?"

Lan Xiao was caught off guard when she saw the title page he had drawn. She almost gouged out her own eyes and roared in a voice transmission, "This is not it!"

Belatedly realizing what was happening, Lan Ze, under the fiery glare of his own brother, guiltily pulled out a salted fish and a bag of stinky tofu.

Lan Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.

They crept closer to the bamboo bed and gently placed the stinky tofu and salted fish beside Ling Er's pillow.

The cloth bag was hanging around the god's waist, but it was partially held down by the god. As long as He smelled the alluring scent and turned around even a little, they would have a chance to take the bag down!

The two brothers rubbed their hands together eagerly, and to their delight, they saw the god's nose twitch.

He uttered a puzzled sound: "What's that taste?"

The next moment, he sat bolt upright: "Who pooped on my bedside table?!"

The two brothers were dumbfounded. No, don't you like strong flavors?

They saw the god close his eyes, suddenly turn around, and slap them across the face.

"Slap!" The slap sent the stinky tofu and salted fish on the bedside table flying, shattering the void and flying out of this plane. It's unknown which stellar turbulence it went into, or which alien it landed on.

The Lan brothers stared wide-eyed, frozen like two sticks.

They were terrified, thinking they had escaped a disaster for a moment, but the next instant, the residual gust of wind from the slap lifted the two brothers up violently.

They slammed uncontrollably against the wall with two loud thuds, their internal organs jolted, and they vomited blood.

"What's that sound?" Ling Er asked, closing his eyes and straining his ears to listen.

He got out of bed, took a step, and followed the muffled groans of the two brothers to the wall, raising his hand again.

Lan Xiao was shocked, knowing he was doomed. He gritted his teeth and pulled out his AK47.

Lan Ze also tacitly took out a flashlight, his expression serious.

Even knowing they were likely to lose, they couldn't just sit and wait to die!

Lan Xiao gritted his teeth, not daring to pull the trigger until the very last moment, but Lan Ze, that reckless man, didn't think that much. He turned on the flashlight, switched it to high beam mode, and shone it into Ling Er's eyes!

A blinding light suddenly shone on Ling Er's face, causing him to abruptly stop in his tracks, an expression of disbelief appearing on his face.

The lights flickered, revealing the boy's jade-like skin and the trembling of his long eyelashes over his closed eyes.

"Sister, you're really back?"

"Sister, Er'er is here, can you hug Er'er?"

Lan Ze and Lan Xiao both opened their mouths in an "oh" shape. The flashlight worked?

Seeing the god standing there muttering to himself, they were secretly delighted. They exchanged a glance, swallowed two restoration pills, and acted decisively.

Lan Ze maintained his illuminating posture, while Lan Xiao put away his AK47, walked around to Ling Er's side, and then, mustering his courage, quietly tore off the cloth bag containing the seeds.

Another brand-new cloth bag appeared on the god's waist, but Lan Xiao did not dare to make a move again. He first ran out of the door and gave Lan Ze a hand gesture. Lan Ze also backed away, shining a flashlight on Ling Er as he carefully withdrew.

Fortunately, the light from the flashlight suppressed all of the god's murderous intent, and He could only call out to His sister like a clingy puppy.

The two brothers escaped. Lan Ze quickly put away the flashlight, and they breathed a sigh of relief, tossing the cloth bag containing the seeds high in the air: "It's done!"

Xuanming glanced at them in surprise.

He and Qin Youyou were friends, which is why he thought of using Qin Youyou's items to win the favor of the gods. The Lan brothers didn't even know Qin Youyou, so how did they manage to pass the level?

He thought this, and he asked it: "How did you guys get through the game?"

The Lan brothers smiled slightly: "We cannot disclose that."

The flashlight was a great help to them, but they couldn't tell anyone. If it attracted the attention of someone with ulterior motives, they might be in danger.

The Lan brothers understood the principle that possessing a treasure is a crime, and now that they had the seeds, they relaxed and returned to their group to quietly watch the show.

The other teams couldn't wait any longer.

Currently, two teams have secured seeds, and it remains to be seen whether the competition will become increasingly difficult as the season progresses.

After some discussion, a powerful clan sent out a skilled fighter.

However, he wasn't so lucky this time. In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he was slapped away by the god and collapsed to the ground, so frightened that he was paralyzed on one side.

“It’s terrible, so terrible!”

The others eagerly asked, "How did you do it?"

"I offered up all the most expensive food in our group, but He complained that I woke him from his sleep and swatted me away..."

Everyone froze; ordinary delicacies were indeed not going to work.

But those two teams that cleared the level refused to reveal any more information, which was really annoying...

Next, several more teams sent people in, but luck did not repeat itself with these teams; all the people they sent in were sent flying back out.

They were extremely disappointed and still felt lingering fear.

To disturb the gods' sleep and not be executed is already the greatest mercy the gods have shown.

Compared to them, the Star Clan member who died a violent death was truly tragic.

I've had enough of this show.

The clever little Feiyun blinked his eyes: "I'll give it a try."