"Boom—"
Everyone was startled and looked up at the cloudless sky.
"Boom—"
Immediately afterwards, the thunder exploded again, as if the sky was about to explode, the sound was earth-shattering.
Nian Gao's legs softened, and he was so frightened that he knelt down.
Lao Liu looked at the heights on the ground, looked at the sky, suddenly remembered something, his lips trembled, he froze, knelt on the ground, and murmured: "The game of the gods, the game of the gods, the game of the gods It's about to start again."
Hearing this, the senior slave who was carrying food and passed by him was so frightened that all the food in his hands fell to the ground.
The others also quickly realized that the sound of thunder indicated what was going to happen, and hurriedly threw away the food and knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy: "The gods and lords of the great kindness, please be kind and spare us."
When everyone kowtowed with great sincerity and force, there was a clanging sound between the forehead and the ground, and within a few moments, red blood was left on the forehead.
Bao Ye frowned as he looked at the clear sky above his head. He once heard his adoptive father talk about the game of gods. Whenever his adoptive father talked about this, he would show a look of lingering fear on his face. He had never experienced it personally at that time. So I can't feel the feelings of my adoptive father's body.
But in the memory of the ugly slave, let him see the cruel side of the gods again.
The gods of the upper world will from time to time use their divine power to cause various natural disasters in the lower world, causing the slaves to fall into pain, escape, panic, and death, and then take pleasure in watching the slaves struggle on the edge of humanity.
The game of gods is very cruel. Every time you experience it, many slaves die. The masters of the lower world never stop the gods from killing their slaves. Bet on their lives.
The corner of Donglingce's mouth curved, and he asked Baoye and Jin Lingrui, "Aren't you two brothers kneeling?"
Jin Lingrui took out a cigarette from his pocket and said softly, "Kneeling can stop the gods from not playing games?"
Bao Ye pouted: "It's better to think about how to deal with it if you kneel."
Jin Lingrui, who was just about to order a cigarette, heard this, put the cigarette back in his pocket, and walked over to call up his kneeling men to load the food into the car.
Donglingce looked at Jin Lingrui who helped with the food: "Why did you kill him that night?"
Bao Ye lifted his eyelids: "The ghost is fascinated."
Dong Lingce didn't believe what he said, but he didn't plan to go into it. He turned to look at him and asked, "Let's guess what the god's game is this time?"
Bao Ye sneered: "Do you still have to guess?"
Dongling Ce raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"
"In my heart, you and them are a group, and they both like to tease people so much."
The only difference is that Tang Ling Ce has not made fun of human life so far.
Tang Lingce raised the corners of his lips: "Yes, we are a group, and later use your butt to copy the Diamond Sutra."
Bao Ye's mouth twitched. Damn, who wrote on his butt
He made an excuse: "I can't write."
"Copy."
Bao Ye smiled and said without a smile: "I can't see the words with my eyes, how can I copy it?"
"Look through your ass."
Bao Ye drew a few black lines on his forehead: "Asshole is responsible for holding the pen and writing, so I don't have time to look."
Dong Ling Ce chuckled, this person is really funny.
The people around heard the laughter and looked at them one after another.
Jin Lingrui stared at Bao Ye thoughtfully.
Baoye was too lazy to deal with this mental illness, and turned to the Ministry of Health.
Not long after, the old man and the sixth man also supported each other and returned to the Ministry of Health, their faces ashes.
Bao Ye raised his eyebrows: "The game of gods hasn't started yet, so you're putting on a dead face, isn't it too early?"
Nian Gao shouted in fear: "It's not that you don't know, as long as the game of the gods starts, many people will die, even the senior slaves can't escape, it's dead, we're dead."
Lao Liu said in a hoarse voice, "My parents, second brother, third brother and seventh brother all died in the game of gods."
Bao Ye: "… "
At this time, Wang Qiao also came back, sat down on the chair weakly and said, "I don't know what kind of catastrophe this time will be."
The health department was dead.
"It's thunder disaster, wind disaster, flood disaster and plague." Bao Ye said suddenly.
Old Six and the others stared at him blankly.
"The plague is the most terrifying. Without medicine to treat people, the virus will still be contagious, and a large number of people will die in the end." Bao Ye frowned: "You all prepare in advance."
He is judging what kind of god game will appear at this point in time based on what his adoptive father told him and the time.
Nian Gao sneered coldly: "It's the same as the truth."
Bao Ye looked at him without saying a word, after all, he was not very sure.
The atmosphere at the construction site was very sluggish that day, and even the deacons, who had always been superior to others, were sullen. If the game of gods came, they would also suffer together with the slaves.
After work in the afternoon and returned to the slave shed, the slaves bowed their heads and did not speak. After receiving their dinner, they sat on their beds and ate silently.
Bao Ye, as usual, gave Jiang Yu his meal.
This time, Jiang Yu not only did not take the rice, but also put his bowl beside the bed.
Bao Ye asked with concern, "Doesn't it taste good?"
Jiang Yu said in a low voice: "I'm going to die, how can I still have a taste to eat."
Bao Ye laughed: "The game of gods hasn't started yet, how can you be sure that you're going to die?"
"I'm so old, how can I escape the game of the gods." Jiang Yu sighed: "I've lived enough in my life, and I'm tired."
Losing his vitality, he instantly aged a lot.
Bao Ye shoved the bowl into his hand: "It's not easy to want to die, but if you slam your head into the wall, you're guaranteed to die."
Jiang Yu glared at these words: "Can't you say something nice to comfort me?"
Bao Ye smiled and said, "If you need comfort, it means you don't want to die. You have to eat quickly and fill your stomach before you have the strength to fight against the gods' game."
Jiang Yu glanced at the bed frame and the pillars next to the tent. He really couldn't find the courage to seek death, so he picked up a bowl of rice.
After the lights were turned off at night, suddenly, countless silver lights flickered in the sky, illuminating the tent, and then, the thunder sounded, the thunder was louder and more terrifying than in the morning, and the ground shook.
Everyone woke up and sat up.
The lightning outside was like a lamp that was about to go out. It flashed wildly, and the thunder exploded one after another like firecrackers. The slaves were so frightened that they hid under the quilts and did not dare to go out.
Bao Ye's bed was next to the window. When he got up, he saw that in the distance, bolts of lightning as thick as high-rise buildings smashed from the sky to the ground.
Because his line of sight was blocked, he couldn't see the scenery too far, but he had divine power, but he could clearly hear the lightning hit some places and the sound of bombing sounded.
Bao Ye sat back on the bed.
Jiang Yu stuck his head out and asked, "Ugly slave, what did you see?"
Bao Ye said truthfully: "It's full of lightning bolts outside."
Jiang Yu's face turned pale: "It must be the game of the gods has begun."
Lao Luo on the opposite bed heard them chatting and sighed: "I hope the thunder and lightning won't hit us here."
The slave beside his bed was shaking with fear.
As dawn approached, the thunder stopped.
Everyone hadn't slept well all night. Just as they were about to fall asleep, they were called by the deacon to go to work.
On the way to the construction site, Baoye saw several giant pits bombed by lightning, and the pits still exuded a strong burnt smell.
The slaves in the carriage took a breath of air when they saw the big hole that was blasted out.
"It's terrifying. If lightning strikes our slave tents, we'll be dead."
"I hope the gods will stop thundering."
"We should pray that there will be no more god games."
Baoye listened to the prayers of the slaves all the way and came to the construction site health department.
Nian Gao Yi, who had always disdained talking to Bao Ye, saw him and immediately said excitedly: "Ugly slave, someone in Xicheng District was killed by lightning last night. Their bodies were either scorched or split in half. It's terrible. Ah, I don't know which city's turn will be unlucky next time."
Before Bao Ye could speak, Lao Liu and Wang Qiao ran in with a look of shock.
Nian Gao asked, "What happened to you?"
Wang Qiao collapsed and sat on the chair: "I saw a lot of corpses on the way here."
"Me, me too." Lao Liu wiped his sweat and said, "I not only saw the corpse, I also saw a terrible thing."
Bao Ye asked curiously, "What's the matter?"
"On the way to our convoy, we saw a few people who were not killed by lightning. Someone kindly got out of the car to save them, but they were electrocuted to death by the residual electricity on their bodies."
Nian Gao looked frightened: "Is this a warning from the gods? We are not allowed to save people?"
Lao Liu thought about it and nodded: "It's very possible."
"Master Jin? Is Master Jin here?" Deacon Tao's voice sounded at the door.
Bao Ye looked at the door: "I'm here, is Deacon Tao doing anything?"
Deacon Tao walked in while yawning and said, "It's the master who told me to come over and see if you're dead. It's fine if you don't, and you can let him play for a while longer."
Bao Ye rolled his eyes angrily: "I'm really thankful for your concern, Master."
Deacon Tao yawned: "My master won't come to the construction site today, so just stay at the Ministry of Health."
"it is good."
Deacon Tao left, and Nian Gao said enviously, "Master really cares about you."
Baoye was speechless, where did he see that Donglingce cared about him
Lao Liu yawned: "Before you don't have to work, hurry up and catch up on sleep, maybe there will be more terrible things waiting for us in the future."
Nian Gao and Wang Qiao nodded and lay down on the table to sleep.
Bao Ye didn't sleep, he left the Ministry of Health with the car key, and drove the garbage truck to the construction site for a circle. He found that the construction site was surrounded by a barrier, and neither wind nor lightning could penetrate.
"This enchantment is amazing."
Bao Ye has seen the barrier of the gods, and he can be sure that the barrier in front of him is not worse than the gods, and even higher than the gods. After staying in the world for so many years, I have never heard the name of this person.