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Chapter 845 - The Mahjong Squad’s New Game: Kill The Author!Chapter 845: The Mahjong Squad’s New Game: Kill The Author!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Yang Huai had never expected the day the curtain fell on him to happen so soon. While he laughed crazily on the surface, inwardly he was unwilling to acknowledge it. He couldn’t imagine what kind of person he had offended.
The sound of Heavenly Dao now echoed in his brain, which was spiritual pressure Spirit Heavenly Dao had put on him. The noise of an electric current was like a wave that roared endlessly inside his brain, making Yang Huai want to die.
He wanted to kill himself, and even resolutely bit off his tongue… But the strange thing was that as soon as he bit it off, it actually reattached itself…
The power of Life And Death Heavenly Dao made sure that Yang Huai had no way to free himself by committing suicide.
Instead, he experienced double the pain of killing himself.
Furthermore, his tongue was the only “muscle tissue” on him which remained untouched, since he ultimately had to use his mouth to confess and repent. On the other hand, the rest of his muscles started to atrophy bit by bit, as punishment by Strength Heavenly Dao. Unless Yang Huai realized the error of his ways, the Heavenly Dao punishment wouldn’t stop.
Yang Huai looked very wretched, but what was even more tragic was that he was sent to Songhai First Prison’s Mahjong Room.
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Prior to the prison officers sending Yang Huai to the special prison cell, the Mahjong Squad was playing a new game.
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The game which the Old Devil, Evil Sword God and the Master of Immortal Mansion, Cheng Yu, were playing today was: Kill the Author!
This was a card game developed using the identities of certain online authors. Each player would select a character at the beginning, and each character had a different HP. Players were dealt five cards at the beginning of the game, and drew three when it was their turn.
The Old Devil’s character: Jiang Nan.
The Master of Immortal Mansion Cheng Yu’s character: Heavenly Silkworm Potato
Evil Sword God’s character: Jin Hezai 1
The Old Devil played a card against Evil Sword God. “Blade!”
Evil Sword God without eyeshadow: “Delay Update!”
Cheng Yu: “No Update!”
Evil Sword God without eyeshadow -1 HP…
Evil Sword God: “Sil… Silver General Alliance!”
Old Devil: “Gold General Alliance!”
The Old Devil: “Give Back Erii 3 !”
Evil Sword God looked like he was near tears. “Ahhh… How – how can you bully me like this?! I quit!”
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At that time, two prison officers of Songhai First Prison were bringing Yang Huai, restrained and laughing wildly, to the prison cell.
The Old Devil: “Hm? Why do we have a newcomer? Brother, is this person at our level?”
The prison officer laughed. “He’s far from that, but Director Zhuo specially arranged this for you in case you were bored. This person is suffering some sort of aftereffect and he can’t stop laughing. Director Zhuo wanted all of you to think of something.”
Think of something?
The Old Devil was blank.
None of them had what it took to be a teacher.
What could they possibly come up with?
It was clear that they were being asked to use force!
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“But is this alright?” Cheng Yu furrowed his brow.
He could sense that Yang Huai’s realm was in fact very low; there was no way the latter would be able to endure a beating the way Evil Sword God without eyeshadow could.
“Don’t worry, this Mr Yang Huai can’t be beaten to death – it seems he’s been cursed to never die.” The prison officer laughed.
Only the leaders and division officers in the prison knew about this at first, and they weren’t allowed to leak the information. However, to ensure that Yang Huai’s condition could be brought under control, Odd Zhuo had specially told the prison officers escorting Yang Huai to the Mahjong Room – it was fine letting the people in there know.
“Oh.” Realization dawned on the Old Devil.
Couldn’t be beaten to death…
Great!
Their bones were growing numb after squatting inside day after day, and they were afraid of going overboard when they beat Evil Sword God up every day. And now someone who couldn’t be beaten to death had arrived… it looked like Evil Sword God could take some days off now.
Before leaving, the prison officers gave the Old Devil a bottle of medical salve.
“This is?”
“Eyeshadow. When you beat the man up, remember to put this on Evil Sword God.”
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