The Social Life of the Supreme God

Chapter 9 Autistic Miss Matsuko

If God gave Lin Xueqing another chance - back to the moment when she first met the bus, she would choose to turn around and run away.

She would stay far away from any bus or man, the further away the better.

She won't join in the fun anymore!
  That way, she wouldn't have to suffer in this hellish place right now——

Lin Xueqing fell to the ground, feeling the tentacles growing on the collar of her tight-fitting clothes, caressing her cheeks, as if trying to soothe her emotions.

Not far away, a skeleton half-suspended in the air had its head drooped and was being scolded sternly by Huang Qin, who had her hands on her hips.

"Look at your old bones, how can you not do things lightly or seriously! She is just an ordinary little girl, how can she bear this excitement!"

As she said this, she turned sideways and pointed at Lin Xueqing: "Hurry up and apologize to this girl!"

"That...that, little girl," his nose wrinkled slightly, his cheekbones turned out, and Bones looked at Lin Xueqing dejectedly: "I'm sorry for scaring you. Bones, I don't usually interact with female students."

"Well..." Looking away from Bones' head, Huang Qin rolled up her sleeves in deep thought - she glanced at the small square leather strap watch on her white and slender wrist: "It's almost time."

"Xiaoqing, I'm sorry. It was my sister who didn't do her job well and made you frightened..."

As she spoke, she leaned over and extended her right hand to Lin Xueqing, who was still sitting on the ground: "Are you willing to forgive my sister?"

She raised her head and looked at the half-crouched Scutellaria baicalensis - waist-length black hair hanging naturally to the ground, wide-rimmed black-rimmed glasses hanging slanted on the bridge of her nose, reflecting her gentle, sincere and secure smile.

Behind her, the skeleton half hanging on the elevator door was also looking at Lin Xueqing with concern.

Although the other person has no facial features, judging from the shape of the various parts of the skull twisting toward the center...well, it has the shape of concern.

They seem to be pretty nice people, right?

Lin Xueqing thought, and grabbed Scutellaria baicalensis' hand - so warm, so tender, so slippery, like... mother's hand.

The girl commented in her mind as she was helped up.

"The elevator will be here soon. It's not convenient for 'I' here to leave, so I won't accompany you in." As soon as the girl stood firm, Huang Qin pointed to her face and began to explain: "When you get there, there will be others 'I' greet you."

"That's right!" Huang Qin, who seemed to suddenly remember something before waiting for Lin Xueqing's reaction, then continued: "The elevator leading to that place... you will just meet Miss Songzi. You'd better be mentally prepared."

Huang Qin frowned as he spoke, as if thinking about the words: "The current Miss Songzi...except that she is particularly 'clean', there should be no other problems. She is also very introverted, so she will definitely get along with you."

Especially "clean"? What means?
  Does this mean "Ms. Matsuko" has mysophobia?

"You've been stimulated enough today. If you prepare yourself mentally in advance this time, well...it will definitely be fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, the huge metal door in front of him began to tremble - the skeleton that had been half-hanging on the door slowly retracted from his lips.

During this period, he was shaking his head and waving goodbye to the girl.

[Your elevator is about to arrive...]

On the elevator door, the big bloody lips opened and closed again, making a mechanical sound.

[Open the door, please pay attention! Open the door, please pay attention! 】

Accompanied by repeated reminders - the heavy flesh-and-blood metal doors slowly opened to both sides.

The door was so huge that it made the girl feel like the entire wall in front of her started from the middle and opened to both sides.

...

Fortunately, everything is normal inside the elevator.

Except that the car is large enough to accommodate dozens of people at the same time, it looks like an ordinary steel structure elevator.

The scene in Lin Xueqing's imagination of "severed limbs and flesh and blood flying everywhere, and the metal was stained with blood" did not appear.

On the contrary, the inside of the car is very clean, as clean as... it has been cleaned at least four times a day, and every time it is cleaned very seriously.

The girl gave a professional evaluation in her mind based on her qualifications as "re-elected health committee member".

"044, please send Lin Xueqing to the 'computer room'."

The sound of Scutellaria baicalensis outside the elevator brought the girl back from her thoughts.

【Yes. 】

The mechanical voice responded briefly, and then the huge car door began to close——

When Lin Xueqing turned around and looked out of the elevator, Huang Qin was smiling and waving to her: "See you later."

With a clang, the heavy steel doors closed tightly.

After glancing around, the girl realized another problem - this elevator didn't have a button panel to select a floor?
  On both sides of the car, where floor selection buttons should be arranged, they are empty.

Is this elevator voice-controlled? Recalling Huang Qin's actions just now, Lin Xueqing thought - it seems that the plan to escape directly by taking the elevator will not work.

Of course, the girl just thought about it casually, considering the strength of this mysterious "organization". I was afraid that as soon as I ran out of the building, I would be targeted by dozens of sniper rifles.

Hiss—hiss—

Before Lin Xueqing could think about it for a few seconds, she was distracted by the strange noise echoing in the car.

"It smells so strong of rust...no, it smells like blood!"

The strong smell of blood permeated the airtight car—clouds of blood mist visible to the naked eye condensed and formed in the car.

"No way! Come again!"

Ignoring Lin Xueqing's wailing - the scarlet blood mist gathered more and more, and soon it filled up the hundreds of cubic meters of space.

"I knew it would only take five minutes for this place to be normal..."

There was no one else in the elevator anyway, so Lin Xueqing simply started talking to herself.

To be honest, she felt like she was almost getting used to it - the elevator was chattering, her sister could clone herself, and the corpse was talking.

Now, it would be most abnormal if this place suddenly became normal.

"Am I a bit...masochistic?"

Having said this, she quickly shook her head and drove this dangerous thought out of her head. At this time, the thick blood mist was quickly dissipating, and the visibility in the car returned to normal - all around, the originally shiny metal panels had changed their appearance.

Densely packed flesh and blood embedded in the cold steel.

Rotting and smelly organs, splattering pus and blood into the air from time to time - the originally clean and bright car space seemed to have been replaced by some kind of huge creature with a sealed belly during the blood mist. Inside.

"It doesn't scare me, I'm used to it." Lin Xueqing, who looked numb, said to herself as she looked at the flesh and blood beating around her.

But her slightly trembling legs betrayed her.

boom--

boom--

boom--

Boom—boom—

Three long and two short collision sounds suddenly appeared behind her, frightening Lin Xueqing.

I dared to turn around and look at the corner where the sound came from - a small suit, a red shirt, and a hip-hugging skirt. There was a woman wearing a bright red welcome suit, who looked like an elevator lady, with her back to Lin Xueqing. Half-kneeling in the corner of the car.

This woman who appeared out of thin air seemed to have been pulled by her hair from behind - in a strange posture, half suspended in the air, kneeling on one knee on the car floor that was also "decorated" with flesh, flesh and organs. superior.

The woman kept bumping her face against the flesh and blood embedded in the metal wall panel.

He kept saying things like:

"Stop!"

"Please!"

"Don't hit me again!"

"It hurts! It really hurts!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Please, please let me go!? I want to live!!"

A hoarse cry for mercy.

This is Sister Huang Qin, the one I just mentioned...Miss Songzi?
  Didn't Sister Huang Qin say that she is very introverted... What is she doing?
  The other party's actions and words completely attracted Lin Xueqing's attention. Let her observe more carefully the woman who appeared out of thin air.

After careful observation, the girl discovered that the woman was not "voluntarily" banging her head against the wall.

But there seemed to be something invisible in the air behind her, grabbing her hair... and knocking her against the wall again and again.

Is someone bullying her?
  what to do? what do I do?
  Want to go up and help?

At this time, wouldn’t it be better not to meddle in other people’s business...

The girl was thinking, but her body started to move first——

"Don't care! If you don't help me at this time...it's not my style!"

Lin Xueqing thought so, and strode towards the corner where the woman in red was, and rushed towards her.

Then she took a running jump and launched a flying kick into the air behind the woman.

Then he kicked in the air.

Just when Lin Xueqing was wondering why it was really just air.

The woman who had been facing away from her suddenly stopped.

Being so close, Lin Xueqing finally saw clearly the "real appearance" of this half-kneeling woman - a body wrapped in a bright red suit, as livid as a corpse.

The surface of the rotten and blackened skin was covered with purple-red bruises caused by beatings and impacts.

The woman slowly straightened her body with stiff movements like a puppet - her shoulders, elbows, wrists, hips, knees, ankles, every joint in the woman's body seemed to have been broken.

The arms, calves, wrists, and soles of the feet were all turned upside down, hanging upside down, and twisted to a terrifying degree.

Accompanied by an uncomfortable creaking sound, the woman's stiff and fragmented body, like a smashed and played puppet, finally stood up completely.

The cries for help and shouts have disappeared.

"Thank you for saving me." The woman in red slowly turned her head and said in a normal voice, "You are a good person."

"It turns out that Sister Qin said it cleanly...literally..."

Looking at the face of the woman in red in front of her, Lin Xueqing, who thought that after a day of experience, her mental endurance had soared, she rolled her eyes again and fell straight back.

In the corner of the elevator car, which was made of flesh and metal, a woman wearing a bright red concierge uniform lowered her head and "gazed" at Lin Xueqing, who was lying on her back.

Her suit, shirt, hip-hugging skirt, and pair of high heels all seemed to have been soaked in blood, exuding a strong smell of blood.

Looking up along the blood-stained clothes - connected to the woman's neck full of wounds... was a standard oval face.

Her face was covered with long-dried reddish-brown blood stains.

But other than that, there is nothing else.

Eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, she had none.

She has no eyebrow wrinkles either.

Her entire face was like a blue-gray ball covered in blood.

This "faceless" woman just "looked" quietly at Lin Xueqing, who was lying on her back.

There was a blood-stained work badge hanging around her neck, with a name written on it - Qin Songzi.

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