Do you want to talk to me?

Zhou Sen's mind was spinning, and he decided to say hello to the God of Death. After all, the relationship between them was already a life-and-death relationship. Now that the God of Death did not kill each other as soon as they met, it meant that the other party had other ideas.

Regardless of what the other party thinks, it is the best choice for Zhou Sen to talk at this time, because he is in space now, and Qin Ge is still on this ship. Facing the notorious God of Death, he does not have any

Advantage, it can even be said to be a complete disadvantage. After all, the opponent is immortal, and ordinary people like them will die as long as they leave the interstellar spacecraft.

Zhou Sen waved to the God of Death, gesturing for him to enter the ship.

really!

The God of Death nodded, swayed, and entered the interior of the spacecraft.

"What are you drinking?" At this moment, Zhou Sen's acting skills reached their peak. Although he was panicking inside, his words and deeds were neither humble nor arrogant.

"Coffee." Death's voice was hoarse.

"Why don't you drink tea?" Zhou Sen asked casually, hoping to relieve stress in this way.

"coffee."

"I ask you why you don't drink tea? Tea tastes better! Moreover, tea is more beneficial to physical and mental health and can prolong life." Zhou Sen couldn't go on when he said it. He is the god of death and has the ability to infinitely resurrect.

For who knows how many thousands of years, there is no need to think about health care at all.

"Coffee!" Death is like a repeater.

"Okay, okay, just coffee." Zhou Sen asked while busy at the tea cabinet: "Brother Death, are you very free?"

"Not idle."

"You are not idle, why do you always have to fight with me!" Zhou Sen had ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping and roaring in his heart.

"We have a contract."

"We have a contract?!" Zhou Sen turned around suddenly, his eyes as wide as bells.

"Yes, we have a contract."

"Hey, hey, don't talk nonsense. When did we have a contract?"

"On Halloween seventeen years ago, you dressed up as the Grim Reaper."

"Let me think about it...ah...yes, how old was I at that time...wait, you mean, by pretending to be the God of Death, I signed a contract with you?"

"Yes."

"I don't agree! This is a unilateral contract. I don't know about it at all. I'm just having fun. I don't have any motive to dress up as you. It's purely for entertainment..."

"But the contract has been signed and cannot be changed."

"You...well, what will happen after you sign the contract?"

"After signing the contract, you would give me the power of faith, but you didn't. Of course, this is not the point. The point is that your soul belongs to me."

"..." Zhou Sen was so shocked that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear. He never understood why the God of Death was entangled with him. Only now did he understand that it was because he pretended to be the God of Death once when he was a child, and then signed a one-sided contract with the God of Death.

Although Zhou Sen didn't know what the contract was, it was probably something like selling one's soul and one's life.

Is the contract with the gods so casual?

Probably, the God of Death has few followers, so the contract seems very casual.

"Okay, let me assume that what you said is true. So, what are the benefits of selling my soul to you? I believe that the contract should be fair. It can't be just me paying."

"Superpowers."

"Super power..." Zhou Sen was stunned again.

"Yes, super power, I inspired your potential."

"Wait... wait... I won't be able to accept it for a while... Let me figure it out, do you mean that you gave me my super powers?"

"no."

"Ah..." Zhou Sen couldn't react for a moment.

"I am only responsible for guiding, that is, giving instructions. As for what superpowers you will have, I cannot control it... To use a metaphor... I am a human enlightenment teacher. Human teachers will spread knowledge to students, but the students'

Knowledge and abilities are not given by teachers, but learned by students themselves through hard work..."

"In other words, we have a teacher-student relationship?" Zhou Sen was dumbfounded. He had never thought that his power actually came from the enlightenment of the God of Death. This was really unexpected.

"You can say that, but I think it is more suitable to explain it by contract, because we are a transaction."

"If that's the case, we are considered business partners, so why do you always try to kill me?" Zhou Sen asked.

"Don't you want to kill me?"

"..." Zhou Sen was speechless.

"I'm looking for you this time because I want to end our contract with you." The God of Death stared at Zhou Sen with his sunken eyes.
Chapter completed!