Number One Ugly Husband

41. The Game of God (2)

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

Bao Ye pushed the bowl into his hands and said, “It’s not difficult to end your life, knock on the wall and you will die, thoroughly.”

His words brought himself a glare look from Jiang Yu, “Can you say something good to comfort me?”

Bao Ye grinned, “It proves that you don’t want to die. Come on, have your meal, you can’t survive the game with an empty stomach.”

Looked at the frame and pillar, Jiang Yu was lacking in courage to die. He picked up the bowl and began to eat quickly.

After the lights out at night, suddenly, numerous silvery lightening lighted up the sky and the hut. Then the thunders began to roar, which was louder and more horrible than before, even the ground was shaken by the sound.

All the slaves were frightened to awake and rose up.

The lightning outside stroke madly like a lamp that nearly broken, and the thunders successively exploded like firecrackers. All the slaves were scared to get out of their quilts.

Bao Ye’s bed was right beside the window, he rose up and looked out of the window. Lightnings stoke on the ground, each lightning was like a skyscraper.

He couldn’t see the scene in the distance because his sight was blocked by the buildings nearby, but he could clearly hear the booming sound of the lightening’s strike on the land.

Bao Ye sat back to his bed.

Jiang Yu popped his head out and asked, “Ugly slave, what did you see?”

“I saw densely packed lightnings.” Bao Ye replied.

Jiang Yu turned pale immediately, “The game of god must be started.”

Hearing their conversation, Luo sighed from his bed across of them, “Hope the lightning can spare our hut.”

The slaves beside him was scared to shiver all the time.

The thunders didn’t stop until the daybreak.

They didn’t fall asleep for the whole night, when they wanted to sleep for a while, the deacons came to call them up to work.

On the way to the site, Bao Ye saw several huge pits created by the lightnings, with burnt smell in the air.

All the slaves held back their breath when they saw the huge pit left by the lightnings.

“It’s so scary, if the lightning fell on our hut, we are doomed.”

“I hope that the gods can stop the thunder.”

“We should hope that there is no game of god.”

Bao Ye came to the site with their praying to god. He entered the sanity department.

On seeing him, Nian Gao said to him agitatedly, “Ugly slave, some people in the Western District was blown up by the lightnings last night!” He discarded his pretentious arrogance and spoke to Bao Ye initiatively, “They were burnt or split! That’s too horrible. Which district will be the next victim?”

Before Bao Ye replied, Lao Liu and Wang Qiao rushed in with the same scared face.

“What’s wrong?” Nian Gao asked.

Wang Qiao collapsed on the chair, “I saw…a lot of bodies on my way here.”

“Me, me too.” Lao Liu wiped out his sweat, “Besides of the bodies, I also saw a horrible thing.”

“What is that?” Bao Ye asked curiously.

“On my way here, I saw several people who was injured by the lightnings but still alive. Someone got off to save them but was electrocuted to death by the electricity left on them.”

Fears covered Nian Gao’s face, “Is it the warning from the god? We are forbidden to save people?”

Lao Liu thought for a while and nodded, “Probably.”

“Mr. Jin? Is Mr. Jin here?” Deacon Tao called him at the door

Bao Ye looked at the door and replied, “Yes I am here, what can I do for you?”

Tao walked in, yawning, “It’s his Majesty who sent me here to check if you are alive. You are still alive, that’s good, he can play with you for a while.”

Bao Ye rolled his eyes crossly, “Thanks a lot for his care.”

Tao yawned again, “Today his Majesty won’t come to the site, you, stay in the sanity department.”

“OK.”

When Tao left, Nian Gao said jealously to Bao Ye, “The owner cares you a lot.”

Bao Ye felt speechless. Where did he saw Dongling Ce cared for him?”

Lao Liu yawned and said, “Let’s take a snap since we don’t have work now. Something more terrible may be waiting for us now.”

Nian Gao and Wang Qiao agreed to his words and rested on their table.

Bao Ye didn’t want to sleep and left the sanity department with the key of garbage truck. He drove the truck around the site and found a spell covering the whole site, which protect here from gust, lightning and thunder.

“The spell cover is great.”

Had seem the spell cover made by the top gods, Bao Ye was sure that the cover in front of him was as good as, or even better than the cover made by the top gods. Bao Ye was increasingly curious about Dongling Ce. Who was him, how could Bao Ye never heard the name before?”