I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

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Nan Jiayu slapped away her hand that was reaching for the cat and said leisurely:

"Xiao Fengwan likes me but not you, don't flatter yourself."

Xue Wan's small mouth immediately pursed.

She turned her head and saw Xue Jing, who had already put his things away. She stood up from the sofa, walked to Xue Jing's side, hugged him like a koala, and said coquettishly:

"Ah Jing, Xiao Feng Wan is your cat, who do you think should pet her?"

Xue Jing said calmly, "I'll listen to Mom."

Nan Jiayu coughed lightly, her young and pretty face full of smugness.

Xue Wan said irritably, "Can't you have some self-respect? Are you a mama's boy?"

Xue Jing held her in his arms, then tossed her onto the sofa without a second thought, saying indifferently, "Let Mom touch you."

Nan Jiayu beamed with joy: "He truly is my son, both decisive and filial."

Xue Wan covered her face and looked up at the sky: "Oh my god!!"

"Is there no place for me in this house anymore? Someone, please stand on my side! Why isn't Dad back yet? Your daughter is being bullied to death!"

Xue Jing stroked his chin: "Hot fact, when Dad's around, we listen to Mom too."

Faced with Nan Jiayu's smiling face, Xue Wan buried her head in the sofa in despair.

"He is dead, do not mourn him."

Xue Jing smiled.

Just then, his cell phone rang in his pocket.

He picked it up and looked at it, only to find that the caller ID showed someone he hadn't expected.

Ning Yuantai.

The sixth agency's special forces—the second generation of Zhige.

He came from a very prestigious family, being one of the thirteen great families of the Chinese nation.

After thinking for a moment, Xue Jing went into his room and then pressed the answer button.

"Hey?"

On the other end of the line came Ning Yuantai's respectful voice:

"Brother Xue, it's me."

Xue Jing hummed in agreement and smiled, "Yuan Tai, is there something you need?"

“Zhi Ge has a request… I wasn’t planning to bother you, but I think you would be interested in it,” Ning Yuantai said.

Xue Jing asked curiously, "Oh? How so?"

He then remembered that he seemed to have accepted Ning Yuantai's invitation to become an "unofficial member" of Zhige, just like Bai Ya's group.

“Starting a few months ago, murder and dismemberment cases have been occurring from time to time in various cities on the outer ring of the Seventh Metropolitan Area.”

Ning Yuantai said.

“For all the deceased, the skin is peeled off completely, with a very skillful technique, without tearing any extra fascia.”

"According to the investigation, the murderer, codenamed 'The Skinner,' is a martial artist with considerable skill, so the case was entrusted to 'Zhige' (止戈).

"And a few days ago, for some unknown reason, traces of the 'Skinner' appeared in Qingcheng..."

"According to our investigation, the reason why the 'skinner' committed the crimes is most likely because of—divine relics!"

Xue Jing's heart stirred, and he became interested:

"Oh? Please elaborate."

"【GOD-1291·The Little Girl's Matches】..."

Ning Yuantai said solemnly.

……

Chapter 183 GOD1291, Can this really lead to enlightenment? Heavenly Blade's killing move, Flaming Rainbow! (4K)

"【The Little Girl's Match】?"

Xue Jing was taken aback. After thinking carefully, he did have a vague recollection of it.

He had browsed through the information on the divine relics website and had a general understanding of the information on the divine relics that he currently had access to.

Relics of God are the various things created from the scattered divine blood that arose after the death of God.

It could be an object, a creature, or even a human fantasy...

【GOD-1291·The Little Match Girl】As the name suggests, it is related to the fairy tale "The Little Match Girl".

"GOD-1291, its appearance is that of an ordinary box of matches."

Ning Yuantai's voice came through the receiver.

"And when the match is lit, a little girl will appear before the user's eyes... This is a very rare divine relic that is half strange and half biological."

"In the eyes of the person who lights the match, the little girl appears as if all the beauty in the world has come together."

"She possesses a terrifying allure and addictive quality. In order to see the little girl again, her owner will keep lighting matches and immersing himself in her beauty."

Ning Yuantai paused for a moment, then continued:

"If that were all, it wouldn't be so bad, but as you know, all divine relics have side effects, and GOD-1291's side effects are quite severe. Every time the user sees the little girl, he/she becomes more and more disappointed, even desperate, about the reality that the little girl does not exist."

"As the symptoms worsen, this despair can become distorted, leading to a loathing of reality... In the end, to alleviate the emptiness of not being able to see the little girl after the matches run out, users may engage in extreme behaviors to confirm their sense of being alive."

Xue Jing casually said, "Oh? So you suspect that this 'skin-peeling man' is a perverted anime/manga pedophile?"

Ning Yuantai paused for a moment, "Uh... that's one way to put it."

Xue Jing nodded and said, "I understand. I am indeed somewhat interested in this matter... Please send me the information."

Ning Yuantai replied respectfully, "Yes, I apologize for bothering you. I will inform you as soon as there is any news."

After chatting for a few more minutes, Xue Jing hung up the phone.

After thinking for a moment, he took out his newly acquired Class B containment warrant and pressed his right thumb against the face of 'God' on the front of the warrant.

Ten seconds later, the white lines that make up 'The Death of God' began to move erratically, arranging and combining with each other, gradually forming a set of letters and numbers below.

【SAD33#$dfk^&

Xue Jing took out his phone, logged into the official website for divine relics, entered the dynamic password into the box, and clicked login to enter.

The interface displays the serial numbers of thousands of divine relics.

Scroll down quickly to number 1000, find [GOD-1291], and click on it.

【GOD-1291·The Little Girl's Matches】

[Danger Level: B+]

……

Skipping over the functional description, Xue Jing looked at the experimental record written at the bottom.

On February 13th, 2, Dr. [Name] attempted to light a match. After 3 minutes and 24 seconds, the match burned out. Dr. [Name] then eagerly lit a second match.

[After 3 minutes and 17 seconds, the second candle burned out. The doctor attempted to light a third, but was stopped by staff member [unclear]. The doctor struggled and shouted, "I need to see her! Don't stop me!"]

[On the 28th of the month, after a period of mandatory quarantine, Dr. [name omitted] was still experiencing strong withdrawal symptoms.]

On the 3rd of the month, under the orders of [unclear], Dr. [unclear] was permitted to use GOD-1291 without restraint.

[On the 29th of the month, with the assistance of Dr. [unclear], detailed data on GOD-1291 was obtained. When all the matches were used up, approximately 66 hours and 31 minutes later, 47-50 matches would automatically be generated in the matchbox. Each match would last for about 3 minutes after being lit, and once lit, it could not be extinguished by any means, and no external object could interfere with its burning stability in any way.]

On June 6th, while GOD-1291 was used up and had not yet been generated, the Doctor killed and ate the organs of the staff member who entered the confinement room to deliver food...

[■Moon...]

After reviewing the information, Xue Jing closed the website, stroked his chin, and looked thoughtful.

"The little girl in the fairy tale saw a beautiful vision after lighting a match."

"This thing, once lit, reveals beautiful little girls... What a 'god' with a twisted sense of humor."

Xue Jing shook his head and walked out of the room.

"Didn't Dad say he was coming back today? Did he say what time?"

Xue Jing walked towards the kitchen and casually asked.

His father, Xue Wen, was a very calm and composed man compared to his mother, Nan Jiayu, perhaps due to their complementary personalities.

He is open-minded, steady, generous with pocket money, respects his children's personal wishes, and is willing to apologize to his children even when they make mistakes... Apart from being too busy and often away from home, he is the kind of parent that countless children admire and dream dad for.

Although he wouldn't say it aloud, Xue Jing was actually closer to his father, Xue Wen, than to his mother.

"They said it would be around lunchtime... Strange, they should have arrived by now. I'll make a call."

Nan Jiayu stroked the cat while taking out her phone.

But before she could make a call, her phone vibrated; Xue Wen had called first.

Nan Jiayu raised an eyebrow, pressed the answer button, and put the phone to her ear.

"Hey?"

"..."

"I see."

"..."

"There's nothing I can do... I understand."

After exchanging a few words, she hung up the phone, a hint of apology on her young and beautiful face.

“Dad said he has an urgent job and won’t be able to come back for New Year’s Day. He asked me to apologize to you.”