The Social Life of the Supreme God

Chapter 8 Elevator No.
  Elevator No. 44…

Looking at the weird elevator in front of her, Lin Xueqing swallowed her saliva subconsciously.

This elevator is too big - so big that it completely occupies the entire wall at the end of the corridor.

With Lin Xueqing's petite figure of 1.55 meters, she stood in front of this "flesh and blood machine" that was more than four meters high and more than ten meters wide.

The scene was just like a naughty little rabbit running into the feet of a lion by mistake.

"Wait a moment, there are many people today."

Ignoring Lin Xueqing who was stunned on the spot, Huang Qin stepped forward.

"I'm in a hurry for a meeting right now." She said, raising her hand and pressing towards the piece of flesh that looked like a gallbladder on the metal door - there was a dark brown stone there.

Lin Xueqing knew this thing - it was gallstones! Extra large gallstones!
  With a popping sound, the stone was pressed into the "gallbladder", and Scutellaria baicalensis's entire finger did not penetrate into the mass of flesh and blood.

"She pressed it! She just pressed it!"

Lin Xueqing complained crazily in her heart, watching Scutellaria baicalensis lightly press the giant gallstone, which made the girl feel a phantom pain in her right abdomen.

How painful it is!
  [Visitor identity verification in progress...]

The sudden sound interrupted Lin Xueqing's random thoughts.

[Department verification in progress... Verification successful - the visitor belongs to: Logistics Department. 】

The flesh and blood located in the center of the metal door slowly transformed into two... lips.

[Identity verification in progress...Verification successful - Visitor name: Scutellaria baicalensis. 】

Its lips were constantly opening and closing, its breath was steady, and no emotion could be heard.

[Position verification in progress... Verification successful - Visitor Huang Qin, current position: Logistics Management Center - Director of the Logistics Department, and leader of each group in the Logistics Department, member, team leader, and team member of each group in the Logistics Department, as well as all logistics in the Logistics Department. 】

The lips were mumbling words in a dull manner, and there were no ups and downs in its tone or intonation. This reminded Lin Xueqing of the program-generated AI voice she had seen on the Internet.

[Visitor's affiliation: East China Sea Republic, Committee for the Survival of Human Civilization - Hazard Disposal Center. 】

The lips spoke a bunch of nouns that Lin Xueqing had never heard of before at a specific frequency.

Immediately afterwards, the frequency of trembling of the lips suddenly accelerated. Then its tone of voice became like a normal person: "The elevator is expected to arrive in 7 minutes, please wait patiently. My favorite...oh no, it's my second favorite, Ms. Scutellaria!"

"Okay, okay, I have received your confession." Huang Qin said with a pop, and pulled his fingers out of the mass of flesh and blood: "Also, 044...I am not talking about you. It takes such a long time every time. Tired. Aren’t you tired?”

"Tired, madam." The lips responded neatly, and the mechanical and dull feeling just now had completely disappeared: "But... you are as smart as me."

"Of course I noticed... you, with the newcomers -" the pale pink oversized lips suddenly became excited: "So I think this sense of ritual is necessary. Boss Lin Hun once said - the sense of ritual is the newcomer Training is a stepping stone! It is a fine tradition of state-owned enterprises! In order to improve employees' sense of belonging and identity! Reduce turnover..."

"Stop it, it would be rude to say anything more."

"Okay, ma'am."

Huang Qin spoke calmly, and in time stopped her big lips from squeaking suddenly.

This elevator is actually a chatterbox?

Lin Xueqing thought in her mind, and couldn't help but recall what she saw and heard today - the bus covered with yellow symbols, the "long-necked woman", the black-haired young man who made people stand up, the ghost mother-in-law, the ghost doll, and the man holding a scythe. The big mecha, and the sister Huang Qin in front of me who knows the "Clone Technique".

In comparison, a chatty elevator with a mouth—this setting seems... not that weird anymore?

What he saw today refreshed Lin Xueqing's understanding.

The world seems to have gone crazy all of a sudden - is the only normal person here the only one left?

"Little girl, are you still comfortable in your clothes?" The big-lipped man on the elevator suddenly spoke, startling Lin Xueqing. She habitually used honorifics:

"Ah? Mr. Elevator, hello. Are you talking to me?"

Apparently, she didn't know whether she needed to use honorifics when chatting with an elevator.

"Yes, little girl, you are quite polite... I like it. Well... Look, there is still plenty of time... How about we chat?" He said with big lips, quite talkative. .

"Every day, I don't have a fellow person to talk to me... Scutellaria baicalensis doesn't come to me except when she uses me. Not to mention those humans... just glanced at me from a distance and ran away. They don't know what's scary. .”

When this big-lipped man talks, he can't stop the car, he's like a machine gun.

"Xiaoqing, there are still five minutes left, come on!" Huang Qin beside him said and patted the girl on the shoulder. She looked like she was just watching the fun and didn't think it was too big a deal. She was obviously planning to "see death without saving anything."

"By the way, girl! I'm asking you, do your clothes fit you?" Huang Qin stopped harassing the man beside her, and the big-lipped girl's attention was completely focused on Lin Xueqing.

"If it doesn't fit you, I can give you a new one..." His lips opened wider and wider as he spoke.

In Lin Xueqing's shocked eyes - there was a skeleton with countless flesh and blood on the surface, groaning and struggling to get out of the lips.

Accompanied by the clicking sounds made when the flesh, fascia and connective tissue adhering to the bone surface are stretched, torn, and broken.

A "human skeleton" with its upper body suspended in the air and its lower body hidden in the lips appeared in front of Lin Xueqing.

"Hi..." The hand bones drove the metacarpal bones to swing left and right, and the skeleton waved slowly to Lin Xueqing: "When we meet for the first time, you can call me Brother Bones..."

The upper and lower jaws kept opening and closing, and the sound came from the other party's empty sternum.

"You can also ask people to give me another name... Taboo 044 - living flesh and blood." Bones said, putting Bai Sensen's "hands" into the bloody lips underneath him, and then let out a burst of sounds. A fumbling sound.

"If your clothes get damaged in the future...or don't fit anymore, come to me..."

Bones said as if it had touched something, its forehead bones were lifted slightly, its jaws were slightly opened, and the skeleton of the skull without facial features was forced to make a happy expression - and then it pulled hard, and a lot of squirming flesh appeared. The ball, wrapped in a jelly-like sticky substance, fell to the ground with a clatter.

"I still have a lot of new clothes here."

The smelly meat balls, whose surface was covered with mucus and red and white secretions, changed immediately after landing on the ground - they quickly widened and flattened, and the messy textures and wrinkles on the surface became tighter and tighter at a speed visible to the naked eye. , smooth and elastic.

After a while, the pieces of meat balls no longer looked like they were originally.

In the blink of an eye, they transformed into one-piece bodysuits.

This dress looked familiar to Lin Xueqing—it seemed to be the same style as the one she was wearing.

Same style...what a coincidence...

Lin Xueqing thought so and looked down at the pink one-piece leather jacket she was wearing.

Coincidentally, the tights that sprouted eyes at some point were also looking at her.

"I won't join in the fun anymore! I won't join in the fun anymore!"

The girl's shrill screams echoed throughout the corridor.

"I! Want! to! Go! Home!"

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  (End of this chapter)