Chapter 762: The goddess is confused

 Normal people don’t keep diaries.

 Unfortunately, this is Miss Lazy’s arduous and arduous work.

 She doesn’t like writing, recording, or using her brain.

 Strictly speaking, Miss Sloth does not like anything that is a race against time and will cause fatigue and annoyance. Her biggest hobby is to lie down and do nothing, turning herself into an empty white paper on the bed called "Sorrow" in the Eludnir Palace.

 So after being ordered by the goddess to move to another place and keep detailed records of the local dead, Miss Sloth seemed to be facing the end of the world.

 But she only protested in her heart.

 As the apostle and maid of the goddess, the will of the goddess is the mission she must fulfill.

 Miss Sloth is very sentimental.

well.



well.

 This hopeless world without holidays.

 …

In the past, the goddess was always in the Hall of Misery. She used her dining knife to dissect all kinds of dead people, verify the traces and truth of death from their bodies, and then sew them up.

This may sound a bit bloody, but in fact, the dead are willing and even competing to become the objects of dissection.

 Because the goddess's experiment of cutting open their bodies will also satisfy their desire to remove part of their bodies.

 Some ghosts want to be rid of hunger, some hate fear, some don't want to remember, and some want to eliminate hatred.

 The goddess fulfilled their wishes one by one.

Those excised items such as hunger, fear, memories and hatred were all stored in the ice coffin as materials and samples that may be used in the future.

The goddess searches for traces of death in the body of the deceased, some common ground regarding the change pattern from life to death, and the further inner connection between death and the underworld.

 But so far, progress in this exploration has been slow.

Today’s goddess was performing an anatomy while humming a song.

 “Die, die, my dear baby.”

“The hands of the **** of death are shaking you gently~”

 …

Miss Sloth was shocked.

The frightening and trembling song of the goddess Hela. After the anchorage of Norse mythology was closed, the goddess never sang again.

 Who is it that makes the goddess so happy?

 It’s not that fun to move, right?

 Miss Sloth asked another apostle, the Sluggish Footman.

 The Sluggish Footman is a man dressed in white who opens one eye like an owl. He always stood somewhere in the Palace of Eludnir, always sliding and moving on the ground, but moving as slowly as a snail.

Although he moves slowly, he is the key to maintaining the entire palace. He is responsible for the cleaning and supervision of repairs here, and the slow male servants are busy all the time. His slowness is due to the fact that he has to make sure that every place is spotless before moving to the next place.

 In response to Miss Sloth's question, the manservant said: "Because, the goddess received a fire of faith."

 “How many?” Miss Lazy pricked up her ears.

"2000000000."

"Wow!"

Miss Lazy's eyes widened: "You mean, our family is rich?"

"To be precise, it's the goddess. These assets only belong to the goddess." The slow manservant corrected: "And afterwards, 2 billion will be recorded."

Miss Lazy was shocked: "This is too much... Does the goddess want to assassinate any top god?"

“No, it was Mr. Harrow who introduced a big man, Lord Yao Shen, who gave me the opportunity and cooperation.”

 Although Ms. Lazy is very reluctant to move.

 But the other party gave too much.

Miss Lazy couldn't help wiping her tears. The poor goddess finally made a profit, and finally had some funds that could be used to purchase the dead and the living for experiments.

That's great!

 …

On the seventh day after moving to her new home, Miss Sloth was exhausted. She felt like she was enveloped by the spells and miracles of evil gods, and her body turned into stone. Every step she took was very difficult.

 I’m trapped in endless work hell.

 What’s good? It’s not good at all!

 It is better to be poor and have nothing to do.

well.

 The goddess is confused.

Miss Sloth carried a huge Death Note across her body and flew tiredly to the door of the first person to die today.

 “Excuse me, please give me a moment.”

Even though you know what you are saying, others cannot hear or see it.

 Miss Sloth passed through their bodies.

 The deceased is a female troll with fiery red hair, a green face, and some protruding fangs outside her mouth.

Most trolls have a ferocious appearance, but the one on the bed looks weak and lonely.

 It narrowed its eyes: "Are you... the God of Death who came to pick me up?"

 “I am not a god, just an apostle of Lord Death. I am here to provide you with hospice care and condolences.”

Miss Sloth untied the strap, opened the notebook, let it float in front of her, pulled out a black quill from the middle, and let it stand on the old yellow paper of the notebook.

 Then she gently put her hand on the other person's forehead: "Your name is...Deur. It turns out that the fatal injury was caused by difficult childbirth and old injuries. What a pity."

“According to statistics from the Death Note, among the trolls, 10 out of every 100 pregnant women died in childbirth.”

"You are a warrior, Deur. Faced with the threat of death, you did not back down. You fought bravely. Your courage is remembered by everyone. Your pursuit of rebirth is also respectable. Death is not the end of everything. , but another beginning.”

 “Deur, do not hesitate, do not despair, and do not be sad.”

Miss Lazy said softly, slowly smoothing the pain on the troll's face with her hands: "Sleep, sleep, when you wake up, I will take you into a new world..."

 At this time, a skinny troll suddenly rushed in from outside. The skinny troll was carrying a skeleton man. It shouted and pushed away the other trolls in front: "Get out of the way! Daiur can still be saved, still can be saved!"

The skeleton man stood still, touching the neck and chest of the female troll with his jagged hands, and there was a faint green fire burning in the eye holes.

It said: "Tear wounds are complicated by old injuries to internal organs, as well as blood diseases...use [Suxiao Jiuxin Pills] first." The thin troll quickly took out a crystal bottle and hurriedly poured out the pills for the female troll to take. .

“Pay attention to hydrating the patient, and then you can add [hemostatic ointment] now.”

“Well, that’s it, don’t be anxious. Continue to feed [blood-tonifying pills], just one pill is enough.”

"Let me see, the condition has stabilized, the body is no longer cold, and the heartbeat and breathing have become stronger... To be on the safe side, it is better to take another [Prayer Pill]. Although this pill is used on the battlefield, it is Now it can activate the patient's whole body, reduce pain, and enhance his confidence and will to recover."

  The skeleton man calmly issued orders one after another and checked the real-time condition of the patient.

 It skillfully stitched up the female troll's lacerated wound, then raised its hand, and the green light in its hand enveloped the female troll, making her originally tense and painful face gradually relax.

Miss Sloth watched helplessly as the death process of the dead troll abruptly returned from 98% to 70%.

 This...is equivalent to saying that the troll cannot die.

Then what I did today was not in vain!

 Miss Sloth glared at the skeleton.

 You guy!

This skeleton doctor really deserves to die! Actually destroying other people's precious fruits of labor!

The skeleton doctor continued to warn: "Its symptoms are still serious, the damage to the internal organs is irreversible, and the lacerations will also have a long-term impact on the body. The problems in the blood cannot be treated under the conditions here unless blood is found. Qiu’s blood fairies.”

"The patient still needs to rest more. Ms. Deouer cannot do heavy work, but after the wound recovers, she can get out of bed and move around appropriately, and observe its condition at any time. If you have any questions, please come to me. Also, if you have any questions about childbirth, please contact us. Such doctors should not follow the traditional dangerous methods. Although the trolls are physically strong, it is never easy to give birth to extraordinary beings."

The skinny troll next to him kept nodding excitedly: "Yes, yes, you said it! I am an idiot, I am a fool!"

 It gave itself two hard slaps: "Thank you!! Thank you for saving my wife! Thank you, thank God Yao!"

 The other trolls immediately cheered.

 “Alive, alive!”

 “It’s so amazing, he deserves to be a doctor of the Yao people!”

"It's really dangerous. If it had been in the past, we wouldn't have been able to survive."

 …

Miss Sloth stared at the skeleton doctor fiercely, wishing to burn him into bone pieces with her eyes.

But in the end she just stepped across the Death Note and rushed to the next house.

 Although I feel unhappy, there is no reason to attack the other party.

Physicians are rivals who steal business from Death.

 Soon, Miss Sloth arrived at the next area where the death response was strong.

 Fortunately, no other doctors were seen this time, because the aura of death was lingering nearby, and the doctors simply could not keep up with the speed of death.

 The dying man is a skeleton soldier. It is sitting quietly on a chair, wearing an old armor full of scars. The skeleton dog was lying next to its legs, as if it had realized something. It was running around its owner nervously, jumping uneasily and wagging its bone tail.

Miss Sloth walked gently to the skeleton soldier's side and placed her hand on the other's cold skull.

 The skull of the deceased was covered with cracks.

Miss Sloth closed her eyes and saw all the memories before her death.

As a fragile dead, it participated in a lot of battles. In its first battle, it participated in the battle against the cursed insect swarm, and then encircled and suppressed the illegal demons. Finally, it was sent here - this place named [ Traveler's world.

Not long ago, it was seriously injured in a sudden large-scale meteorite rain. The cause of death was neither heroic nor story-telling.

 This is the situation where most of the deaths occur.

Miss Lazy said softly: "Sleep, sleep, when you wake up, I will take you into a new world..."

The dying skeleton soldier said: "Beautiful Miss Death, don't lie to me. I have received school education, and I know that the dead like us will completely dissipate after death again, like crushed stones. Same, return to nature.”

　　　…”

 This is indeed true.

 But in most cases, dying people are always willing to believe beautiful lies rather than cruel and cold facts.

Miss Sloth can only say: "Don't be sad, death is the end of all things,"

"I'm not sad. My life has been wonderful but not glamorous. But I have witnessed many important moments of the Yao people and the Resurrection Kingdom. I have seen the swarms of cursed insects retreating in front of our army, and I have seen our bones. The dragon covers the sky and protects dignity and territory. I overcame the high pressure of the world's rules and came to this new world. I helped many people. I saw scenery that my ancestors had never seen in their lives. I am very satisfied."

"It's just my stupid dog. Can you help me find an owner for it? It would be great if you could. He is very stupid and clumsy. He is not the kind of lovable guy, but he is a dog that never leaves you." My partners are like my family and will always be by my side.”

 The skeleton soldier moved his fingers. It was already very weak at this time.

 The cracks in its skull are irreparable and irreparable. Unlike flesh and blood, the deceased is fragile and difficult to heal.

The skeleton warrior raised his head and looked at the top of his head with his dark eyes: "Goodbye, great Lord Yao. May the Yao clan prosper forever and the fire of civilization never be extinguished."

"Miss Death, I wish you all the best. I hope I haven't caused you any trouble."

 The faint consciousness in the skull of the skeleton soldier gradually disappeared, and a ball of light and shadow appeared on his body, which disappeared in an instant.

Miss Sloth picked up the black quill that was writing automatically and recorded the symbols she saw.

The skeleton dog pressed **** the skeleton man's legs in the armor, making a clanging sound.

It opens its upper and lower jaws and makes a barking sound.

 But it doesn’t know that the master who has been with it for many years will never respond to it.

“Then just follow me for now.”

Miss Sloth touched the skull dog's head and conveyed to it: "Your family has embraced death, and it has entrusted you to me."

 The skeleton dog just barked at her.

 “Don’t beg me, there’s nothing I can do.”

Miss Sloth slung the Death Note over her shoulder: "Death is like this, we can only accept its existence and arrival. If you want to know where it went, then follow me, the goddess may tell you something. "

 The skeleton dog reluctantly left.

Miss Lazy went out and bumped into a skeleton doctor. The doctor was stunned for a moment when he saw the scene inside, and then sighed.

"Damn it! I could have used the latest potion to save him! I should have treated the last patient faster..."

Ms. Lazy couldn’t help but feel strange.

 The people here are neither afraid nor desperate about death. They are doing everything possible to fight against death and have nothing to fear.

She suddenly thought.

 What they follow is a super **** who can produce 4 billion beliefs. This is probably the self-confidence brought by the top gods.

 (End of this chapter)