I, who was killing God, became a knife crusher

"Well, let's go get some fast food. I don't think anyone would refuse a hot burger."

Moyin walked towards the fast food restaurant.

"Oh, please bring out some wine and cigarettes later. I suddenly want to do a little experiment~"

Coke asked.

"it is good."

Moyin usually would not refuse requests from his family members, not to mention that Coke only wanted some cigarettes and alcohol.

After a while, Moyin, carrying four fast food meals, and Coke, holding a large glass of iced cola, returned to the street. Then Moyin took out two bottles of whiskey and some cigarettes and put them in the bag.

"What experiment do you want to do?"

Moyin asked curiously.

"Secret~ First, find a homeless person~"

Coke said with a grin.

"Ah."

The two then walked towards the Coca-Cola headquarters while looking for the homeless man.

Less than ten minutes later, the two saw an old homeless man about sixty years old sitting on a bench, and Moyin walked over.

"Morning, old man. How are you today?"

Moyin greeted the old man in a familiar manner.

"Not so good. The weather is getting colder and colder. I don't have much money to buy food. I don't know if I can survive this winter."

The old tramp replied weakly.

"You've been really lucky in the last few years. We just bought some food and wanted to share it with others. It's still hot and comes with coffee."

Coke took over the conversation and spoke.

"Oh? That sounds really good. I've been hungry for more than a day."

A gleam of light appeared in the old tramp's eyes, and he licked his cracked lips and said expectantly.

"However, I am going to give you two more options. Here are four packs of cigarettes, a bottle of wine, a fast food meal and a cup of coffee. If you were asked to choose, which one would you choose? You can only choose one~"

Coke suggested.

"Then give me the bar, please give me the wine."

The old tramp asked without hesitation.

"Why, aren't you hungry?"

Coke asked with some surprise.

"I'm hungry, but even if I eat a fast food meal, I can only survive for a day. But a bottle of wine can make me drunk for two or three days, so of course I will choose wine."

The old tramp answered.

"What if we give you three fast food meals?"

"Just give me wine... No need to give me food."

"Why do you still need wine... Three fast food meals can get you through three days, right?"

"I can always find some food by searching through the trash, but it's hard to find a bottle of wine, and... for me, only alcohol can make me forget this garbage and unlucky world I live in. If I could die drunk, that wouldn't be bad, because there's no hope for my life anyway."

The old tramp replied with a wry smile.

"Oh, thanks for chatting with us. These are all for you."

Coke took the bag from Moyin's hand and put it next to the old man.

"Thank you so much, you two little ones. Have a nice day."

The old man opened the bag and looked at the cigarettes, alcohol, fast food and coffee inside, and said happily.

“Have a nice day to you too.”

Cola gave a cute smile and then turned around to leave.

"Really, you want to die drunk?"

Before leaving, Moyin asked.

A look of sadness appeared on the old tramp's face.

"Yes, that is the happiest way to die I can think of. I don't have to feel pain, and I don't have to continue to suffer and starve in this broken world."

"I understand. I'll take my leave once again."

Moyin then caught up with Coke.

"Commander, are you planning to give him a ride?"

Coke asked.

"If that is his wish, as the God of Death I will grant it. Once he eats the food and drinks the wine, I will send him to the underworld."

Mo Yin nodded.

Chapter 11 G: Make some dog food for me too!

The life of this kind of homeless person cannot be changed easily. It is because of the entire American society that a large number of people have lost their homes and money to make a living and have to wander the streets. It is impossible for him to help all the homeless people.

Therefore, if the old tramp's wish was to die painlessly in a drunken state, he would fulfill his wish, which could be considered a gift from the god of death.

"It's really pitiful."

"At least he didn't die of hunger, cold, or disease before he died. Instead, he chose the happiest way to die according to his own expectations. Isn't that good?"

Moyin asked with a smile. After all, he had ruined too many lives with his own hands. The weight of a single life was too insignificant in front of him. It was impossible for him to arrange everything for the future of this old homeless man just by meeting him once.

After all, there are so many poor homeless people on the street, and it is impossible for him to take care of them one by one.

"That's true. He can happily welcome the end of his life. It's not a regret for him to live this period of his life."

Coke nodded.

"Do you want to continue buying some food and wine to chat with the next homeless person?"

Moyin asked.

"No need... After actually understanding it, I feel a little sad. Although as a tactical humanoid, I probably shouldn't have such emotions, and I don't like to have such emotions, but I have them anyway."

"I think it's a bad thing to use other people's tragedy as a source of happiness. Although they may have lost their dignity in order to live, it's still not a reason for me to trample on their self-esteem."

Coke answered seriously.

"That makes sense. Let's continue heading towards the Coca-Cola headquarters."

"Mmmmm~"

…………

In the next two days, Moyin accompanied Coke to have fun at Coca-Cola and Pepsi. Then Coke said goodbye to Moyin with satisfaction and returned to the headquarters. Moyin opened a space channel and went to the location of G11 and HK416.

"Here he comes."

HK416 looked at Moyin who walked out of the space channel and greeted him naturally, like an old couple.

"Well, you two have worked hard during this period. The mission is over."

"Sodayo! This is so hard, Moyin! All the exercise I've done in my life is spent here!"

G11 said, looking exhausted.

"Aren't you the guy who's been eating rum ice cream there?"

HK416 rolled his eyes and exposed G11's past.

"Eating ice cream also requires physical energy."

G11's face twitched after being exposed, and he tried to argue.

"That's the behavior you planned to do!"

HK416 punched G11 on the head.

"Well, although you can't get away with a lifetime of exercise like this, a year's worth of exercise is still fine. I won't ask you to go on missions for the next year. How about that?"

Moyin suggested with a smile.

"Great! Long live Moyin!"

"So what do you two want to do next? I'll accompany you."

Mo Yin spoke up.

"Of course I'll eat ice cream and play various games in a cool room! Then I'll hug you like a pillow and sleep soundly to make up for all the sleep I've missed during this period!"

G11 answered without hesitation.

"Ku...playing games."

The corner of Moyin's mouth twitched. She was probably very unhappy about having to pull G11 out to carry out the mission this time, so she planned to vent her unhappiness by torturing herself in the game.

I guess I'm going to go through a gaming hell of losing every time.

After all, the tactical humanoids playing games can rely on their powerful computing power to directly invade violent games and use internal plug-ins. Although he is a god with a very fast reflexes, he cannot withstand the tactical humanoids playing games with internal plug-ins, so he has to be a sandbag honestly.

"What about 416?"

"I'll play with you guys, too."

416 spoke.

"Eh... but I don't want to play with you, 416... your computing power and logic are even more terrible than mine. It's basically hard for me to win against you. I play with the commander because I can beat him up and relax, but playing with you is just like working, okay?"

G11 said with some disdain.