How ironic, how ugly.

"No... no..." Lin Guang tried to say something to stop him.

"Okay." Su Mingan raised his hand and said calmly: "Okay."

He just overate. As long as he doesn't die, he will have endless opportunities. From now on, this god will only regret his teasing today.

If you want to kill a god, how can you do it without paying the price?

Ten minutes later, a column of [Tavi] troops arrived, carrying a wooden box. The wooden box was opened, and a full thirty [Rose Blood] were placed inside.

The normal dosage of rose blood is one pill a week. Three pills a week is considered excessive.

The red-eyed people knelt expressionlessly in front of Su Mingan, raised the wooden box high, and revealed the thirty solid roses in the wooden box.

"Come." God's tone was like coaxing a child: "Eat."

"Thirty?" Su Mingan said.

His eyes are very calm.

"Thirty." said the god.

His tone was also calm.

"..." Su Mingan stretched out his hand.

Lin Guang reached out his hand at the same time and grabbed his wrist.

"You didn't even blink when you shot and broke my bones before, but now you don't even want me to take medicine." Su Mingan said, "What's wrong with you?"

"...I'm sorry." Lin Guang repeated, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry."

He let go.

Su Mingan took the first pill of rose blood.

This is the first time he has eaten this kind of thing.

It's sticky, like plasticine, tasteless, and tastes terrible.

He swallowed it and quickly took a second one.

Then the third one, the fourth one...

Everyone looked at him quietly, as if they were watching a parent whose child was taking medicine. This was the first time that someone paid so much attention to Su Ming'an's medicine. In the past, when he was sick, he would always find medicine by himself.

...It's such a novel feeling that I have to experience it in this way.

His fingers trembled and he quickly reached for the next one.

The eighth, the ninth...

The eighteenth, the nineteenth...

Twenty-seven, twenty-eight...

Thirty pieces.

It wasn't until he stretched out his hand tremblingly, still trying to grab the wooden box, that he realized it was empty.

His eyelashes trembled, and his pupils flashed with gray light. All the rose blood had been swallowed by him, and he swayed and held onto the motorcycle beside him.

Hallucinations emerged, and his vision was like fragments of colorful lights, flickering and shining in front of his eyes. He even felt that he saw stars, charming starlight all over the sky, rivers melting from the warm wind of spring, and butterfly-like flowers.

The sky is filled with ginkgo leaves...

"Papa papa -" God's applause sounded in his ears:

"Wonderful."

"Wonderful!"

"Thank you, Akto, for your contribution to the human world. This scene should be broadcast live around the world."

There was appreciation in God's tone, as if he had watched a wonderful movie.

This scene is too ironic.

People watched silently.

At the edge of the cold world, there was nothing but Su Mingan's violent coughing.

…

"Cough, cough!"

"Cough-cough cough cough cough!!"

So cold.

After swallowing the medicine, his body was frozen, and the excessive amount of medicine hit his internal organs, like ice and snow. His limbs felt like needles pricking him, as if there were insects gnawing under his skin.

His heart seemed to have curled up into a small point, and the pain spread like an explosion. A stream of heat surged from his throat and poured into his mouth, and he coughed crazily and uncontrollably.

He covered his lips with his hand, coughed, and then removed his hand.

At this moment, he glanced down and saw extremely clearly——

There was a pool of bright red blood in the palm of his hand.

He coughed up blood.

Ever since he entered Caius Tower and didn't use the disabled body that coughed up blood in the City of Measurement, he had never coughed up blood so violently.

but now,

He coughed up blood.

"..."

He stared blankly at the palm of his hand, his chest seemed to be blocked by something, and it was so tight that he was going crazy. He felt that his heart was condensing like ice, freezing his body in an instant.

Living in this copy, he could hardly breathe.

I see.

I see……

I see.

Asa Akto coughed up blood because...

…

Civilization Contract.

…

In the real history of the past, there must have been a year when mankind reached a similar situation today. And then...

Asa Aktor,

——He made the same choice again and consumed too much rose blood.

This name was chewed on by him again, as if it was being engraved into his soul.

"Ding dong!"

[The gods have agreed to the civilized contract, please both parties fulfill the contract as soon as possible. 】

He raised his head and looked at Xiaobi who was looking at him.

…

'London Bridge is falling down,

'Falling down, Falling down...'

Xiaobi's singing voice came.

She was dozens of meters away from him, and her voice was mixed in the strong wind, making it indistinct.

She raised her arms slightly, as if waving goodbye to him.

The contract was signed and according to the [rules], she was going to jump.

From then on, the only means of communication was her written messages.

Her appearance was calculated by a program, as perfect as the creation of God's hand. Her voice was clear and sweet, just like the chirping of a lechon.

But this is no longer the case.

She will become a cold computer.

People can no longer see her face, and can no longer hear her voice.

He coughed up blood and walked step by step toward the edge of the world. The blood spilled all the way to the ground, turning into a path of dots of blood.

……Wait a moment.

...at least give him a little buffer time...

His demands are not high anymore... at least let him not face another one so quickly...
To be continued...