I write obituaries for the gods

"Ah."

Lin Chen slightly looked away, feeling his heart still lingering there.

"Once we wake up, we'll head to the Investigation Bureau to prepare for a surprise attack on the Whale Nest."

"..."

Li Zhanyi looked at Lin Chen, whose expression was stiff, and pursed her lips slightly.

She sighed softly and closed her eyes.

Some time later, the Investigation Bureau's car stopped at the entrance of the apartment building. Lin Chen got out of the car and looked up at the dark night sky.

As night deepened, Lin Chen thought to himself, "The girls must be asleep by now."

He took a deep breath, decided not to overthink it, get a good night's sleep, and then prepare to raid the whale nest.

The enemy we are about to face is no small foe and will not be so easy to deal with.

He must remain vigilant until the threat is eliminated.

"..."

After taking the elevator to the thirteenth floor, Lin Chen unlocked the door with his fingerprint and entered the room.

He opened the door very quietly, afraid of waking the girls.

But as soon as he entered, a faint white color came into view.

It's Litty.

She was sitting on the sofa, staring at the ceiling, her little feet gently swinging.

Hearing the door open, the girl lightly leaped to the ground and ran to Lin Chen and Li Zhanyi in a few steps.

“Huihui is already asleep, she’s very sleepy,” Liti looked up at Lin Chen, “She told me she was so tired today that she didn’t make dinner for you, and asked you to order takeout.”

"It's alright," Lin Chen squatted down and smiled faintly at Liti, "Why aren't you sleeping? Did you get an anti-diarrheal injection?"

"I tried, but I can't sleep," Litty shook her head.

"What happened? Did the blocking agent expire?" Lin Chen gently rubbed Litty's head.

"No."

Litty shook her head honestly, her large, dark blue eyes fixed on Lin Chen.

"I miss my dad," the girl said calmly.

"......"

Looking at Liti's cute little face, Lin Chen felt his hands freeze.

He gently squeezed Litty's shoulder, his Adam's apple bobbing several times before he spoke softly:

“Dad went out... He wants to cure Litty’s illness, so he might not be back so soon.”

“I know,” Litty nodded seriously. “So, I wrote a letter to my father. Could you please mail it for me?”

As she spoke, small wings peeked out from the back of her neck, and a letter was hidden among the feathers.

Litty picked up the letter, handed it to Lin Chen with both hands, and smiled brightly:

"No peeking!"

"..."

Lin Chen took the envelope from Liti and glanced at it.

The envelope was very simple; it was folded by Litty from A4 paper and secured with staples at the edges.

The front of the envelope depicts a beautiful house with two stick figures holding hands inside, one tall and one short.

Lin Chen tucked the envelope inside his trench coat, picked up Liti, and gave her a faint smile:

"I'll send it out for you, I promise."

"Pinky promise." Litty held out her little hand.

"Okay, pinky promise."

Lin Chen and Li Ti made a pinky promise, then Lin Chen carried her into Hui Hui's room and put the little girl down on the bed.

"Go to sleep, Little Litty," Lin Chen lowered his voice, afraid of waking Huihui. "If Daddy replies, I'll tell you as soon as possible."

Liti nodded obediently, then climbed into bed and gave Lin Chen a sweet smile.

"Goodnight, Brother Lin Chen," she whispered.

"Good night."

"..."

When Lin Chen walked out of the room, Li Zhanyi was looking at him with red eyes.

“Lin Chen…” Tears welled up in Li Zhanyi’s eyes.

The silent pain finally broke through the dam at this moment, overwhelming Lin Chen's will like a tidal wave.

Lin Chen stepped forward and caught Li Zhanyi who rushed towards him.

Outside the window, a torrential downpour was in full swing.

......

Chapter 135 Obituary (Second Update)

"Rumble..."

Thunder rumbled through the clouds, seemingly coming from another distant world.

At the dining table, Lin Chen slurped up the noodles that Li Zhanyi had just cooked, his emotions gradually stabilizing.

Li Zhanyi sat opposite him, her hands supporting her chin, a faint smile on her lips.

“It’s been a long time…” Li Zhanyi said softly, “I see that brokenness in you again.”

Lin Chen raised his head and glanced at Li Zhanyi.

“It was when we first met,” Li Zhanyi chuckled. “You were afraid that Huihui would be persecuted by the Foundation, so you came to the Investigation Bureau alone. I still remember how you stood in front of the security booth pleading for her. Back then, I never imagined you would become the person you are now.”

"Am I that different now compared to back then?" Lin Chen asked.

"What do you think? What do you think?" Li Zhanyi asked incredulously. "You really don't use the internet? Don't you know what kind of image you project in the Investigation Bureau's group chat?"

"Actually, I know a little bit..." Lin Chen slightly looked away.

Among the various departments of the Investigation Bureau, the newly joined Lin Chen has already become a near-legendary figure.

Although his resume has not yet reached the level of Jiang Zhengge or Bruce, for a newcomer, these achievements are already a bit too much to bear.

It was so heavy that Lin Chen himself sometimes couldn't even see who he was.

"I won't go into detail about those super rookie titles, but the most outrageous one I saw was someone calling you a 'godslayer,' glorifying your background and claiming you were a divine child sent down by God to balance the situation in Rain City, born to kill those false demigods..."

"Isn't this already a bit of a derivative work?" Lin Chen smiled helplessly.

"There's nothing we can do about it. A lot of the girls in the logistics department like to do this all the time," Li Zhanyi shrugged. "But it's normal, you just haven't seen the pairings they create, like Jiang Zhengge x Bruce or something..."

"......?" Lin Chen's chopsticks, which were suspended in mid-air, froze.

Seeing his expression, Li Zhanyi covered her mouth and chuckled softly:

"Don't worry, no one is promoting you as a couple yet. If they do, I'll speak up for them."

"That's too exaggerated..." Lin Chen shook his head.

“In short, you have to understand that the entire Bureau of Investigation is glorifying your abilities,” Li Zhanyi looked up at the chandelier on the ceiling, “but none of them have ever seen another version of you.”

"Another me?"

"The you of today, and the you who once stood in the rain."

Li Zhanyi withdrew his gaze and gave Lin Chen a faint smile.

Under the soft glow of the chandelier, the girl's smile was veiled in a mysterious mist, like the Mona Lisa, washing away the unease in Lin Chen's heart like flowing water.

"You're neither a ruthless god-slayer nor some stereotypical action star."

"You are a person, a living, breathing person, who can be happy, suffer, and feel lost."

"I'm the only one who's seen this side of myself so far," Li Zhanyi said, tilting his head playfully.

"I've met Section Chief Jiang before," Lin Chen said seriously.

Li Zhanyi gently slapped Lin Chen's hand, giving him a look that said, "Why are you ruining the atmosphere?"

“Mortals will always fail,” Li Zhanyi said softly. “You must allow yourself to fail, and don’t blame everything on yourself.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Chen's eyes dimmed slightly.

He once again recalled the black Maybach torn to pieces in the rain, and Professor Jürgen's smile before he left.

“I just feel that I could have done better,” Lin Chen said with his eyes closed. “What if I had been more serious? Would Professor Jürgen have survived?”

"After joining the Bureau of Investigation, I thought I had changed, that I was capable of protecting the people around me, and that I no longer had to stare blankly at my uncle and aunt's portraits like I did with Ohashi."

“But the result is still the same,” Lin Chen shook his head gently, “I am still the same as before.”

Powerless.

The rains of time fall, washing away every ordinary mark equally.

In Rain City, demigods command the wind and rain, and mortals are nothing more than insects under their rule.

When they stop following the rules of civilization, tragedies like the Ironhorn Bridge and the Foundation building will happen countless more times.

Twice, Lin Chen watched these two events unfold helplessly.

"..."

Seeing Lin Chen's broken expression, Li Zhanyi shook her head and grabbed his hand.

She looked at Lin Chen, her dark eyes taking on a slightly amber hue under the lamplight.

“But didn’t you save me?” Li Zhanyi said softly.

The girl's hands were slender, soft, and icy cold, as if her fingertips were conveying her unease and fear.

But those dark eyes were full of encouraging smiles:

"Allow yourself to fail. We are only human, and humans will always fail."

"But next time, we will still stand up, and that's enough."

"..."

Lin Chen squeezed Li Zhanyi's hand back and nodded vigorously.

"No wonder he's a top student from Yuda University; even his comforting words are so philosophical." He wanted to crack a joke to lighten the mood.

How embarrassing! It's actually a girl's turn to comfort me.

“I’m a literature major,” Li Zhanyi said proudly, raising his head. “I’m really good at word choice and sentence structure!”

"I'm sorry to have worried you," Lin Chen said softly, "but I won't let myself get down."

Qingtian killed the landlord and his wife, so Lin Chen killed Qingtian.

This time, Euclid killed Jürgen, so Lin Chen killed Euclid.

If he can kill a demigod, he can obtain their power and arm himself to become increasingly powerful.

Rain City, the city of gods, where the gods always yearn to dominate everything.

Since that's the case, Lin Chen then wrote obituaries for the gods.

"Get some rest," Lin Chen said softly. "It starts tomorrow."

"Okay, let's begin."

Li Zhanyi smiled faintly at Lin Chen, then stood up, picked up the empty bowl he had eaten from, and went to the kitchen to wash it.

Sitting alone in the living room, Lin Chen closed his eyes, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, trying to calm himself down.

After a long while, he realized that the girl's smile, imprinted in his field of vision, seemed impossible to disappear.

Listening to the sound of dishes being washed in the kitchen, he realized that his heart had started beating faster without him noticing.