I signed up to become a god in a mental hospital

"King Star Coin?"

At the entrance of King's Treasure House, after listening to Lin Qiye's narration, Li Qian had a strange expression on his face and muttered to himself.

"Go ahead!"

Li Qian then spoke.

For himself who owns the nine-character secret, there are many ways to indirectly control the king's treasure house, but this does not affect his curiosity about the king's star coin in Lin Qiye's mouth.

"Ok!"

Lin Qiye nodded after hearing Li Qian's words, and then the two entered the king's treasure house one after the other.

"Tsk tsk... I didn't expect that after so many years, a city appeared in the king's treasure house. This is probably the last survivor of the Uruk kingdom!"

The two of them had just entered the king's treasure house when they saw a city not far away made of earth and rocks, which was extremely obvious in this desert-like environment.

"Let's talk about the advanced city!"

Li Qian said.

Lin Qiye at the side also had the same intention, so he had no objection when he heard Li Qian's words, and the two immediately walked towards the ancient city.

"there!"

Suddenly, Lin Qiye pointed to a dry and blackened blood spot not far away and said.

Immediately, Lin Qiye quickly came to the dry blood spot, and then whispered softly: "The wind is blowing, the clouds are flying!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew away the yellow sand covered with dry black blood, and then a corpse appeared in front of the two of them.

"It's the 17th of the agent's party!"

Lin Qiye saw the number on the hood of the black robe worn by the corpse and said.

"The corpse hasn't decomposed yet, and there is still a look of horror on his face. It seems that this place is not as peaceful as it seems on the surface!"

Lin Qiye briefly inspected the wound on the corpse and said.

"And the deadly wound on the corpse seems to have been pierced by something directly from the back, not quite like a sword wound... more like..."

Lin Qiye frowned, and after a while, he speculated that the wound on 17's back should be covered with something like a bird's beak.

In other words, number 17 was most likely pecked to death by a bird...

It's just that as soon as this idea appeared, a touch of absurdity appeared on Lin Qiye's face, because this possibility is too incredible.

After all, being able to become an agent of the gods and enter the treasure house of the king means that the person's strength is at the Klein level at the very least.

It is really unbelievable that this kind of existence was killed by a bird...

"Don't forget, this is Gilgamesh's king's treasury, which collects all the artifacts of Gilgamesh before his death.

So even if No. 17 is an agent of a Klein-level god, if he is attacked by several artifacts, death is a matter of course! "

Li Qian seemed to have guessed what Lin Qiye was thinking, and suddenly said from the side.

"This is also a possibility!"

Hearing Li Qian's words, Lin Qiye had an expression of enlightenment on his face.

He was still thinking before that a group of agents of the gods suddenly came to such an unfamiliar environment as the king's treasure house, so the first thing they should do is to cooperate.

How could it be possible to do such a self-killing thing.

After all, there must be the most critical reason for cannibalism, or to find out how to control the treasure house of the king.

Or it was because of a certain artifact.

Immediately, the two ignored the dead bodies and continued to move towards the ancient city.

After a while, Lin Qiye and Li Qian arrived near the city gate.

"Think of a way to get in first, otherwise, with our unfamiliar faces, they will definitely regard us as enemies in the first place!"

Lin Qiye said with a hint of thought on his face.

Just as Lin Qiye was speaking, the gate of the city suddenly opened, and a group of about dozens of people left the ancient city in a mighty manner.

"Here, the target is here!"

Li Qian raised his chin and said.

"It's not a miracle..."

Lin Qiye said with an awkward smile on his face.

"The soldiers are divided into two groups. You go with them and just see where they are going. I will go to this city to commemorate it first!"

Li Qian said.

For Lin Qiye, he needed to pay attention to his tracks, but this kind of thing was not a very troublesome thing for Li Qian.

"it is good!"

Lin Qiye nodded, and then, like a shadow, quietly followed the convoy that had left the city...

Li Qian's figure disappeared at the entrance of the city gate in an instant.

In the second appearance, Li Qian was already in the city.

Li Qian's eyes swept across the surrounding environment, and then his eyes locked on a rather luxurious building not far away.

No one else, because this building is the tallest building in the city.

According to the urination in these European myths, it is estimated that to be able to live in such a tall building, this person must be either rich or noble.

Immediately, Li Qian turned into a shadow and left towards the building.

The residents around just felt a breeze blowing by their side, and they didn't even know that a person had just left their side.

Soon, Li Qian came to the door of this building.

A thoughtful expression appeared on Li Qian's face, because he got some interesting news on the way here just now.

This morning, a group of about dozens of intruders suddenly appeared in Uruk City, and they were going to burn, kill and loot wantonly.

It's a pity that they were defeated by the old city lord before they could do anything, and they were all locked in the dungeon of Cthulhu City.

At noon tomorrow, the beheading will be displayed in the square of Uruk...

"So it seems that the so-called "scepter of the king" should be in the hands of the old city lord of Uruk!"

In just an instant, Li Qian guessed the main reason why this group of god agents would be defeated by the old city lord of Cthulhu.

Immediately, Li Qian found an empty room, and waited until a man who looked like a servant was directly stunned and dragged into the room.

After a while, a strange expression appeared on Li Qian's face. He didn't expect that he accidentally ran into the old city lord's house...

At the same time, on a plain, Lin Qiye watched dozens of people in front of him gather around a stone forest and start dancing.

A dull expression appeared on his face...

"What is this...an ancient idol trainee..."

At the moment when Lin Qiye was unable to complain, a thing like a flagon suddenly appeared in the middle of the stone forest, and the mouth of the pot began to produce wine continuously...

"Quick! Gather the drinks. It seems that Lord Dionysus is very satisfied with our dance this time. This time, everyone will continue to practice when we go back!"

One of them saw the wine flowing out of the jug, and said with an ecstatic expression on his face.

"Such a weird artifact..."

Lin Qiye watched the jug artifact produce wine, with a wry smile on his face.

After a while, the convoy that collected hundreds of jugs of wine was finished and started to return to Uruk. Lin Qiye also took this opportunity to replace one of them...