Li Yintong looked at Lin Baici with eager eyes, like a pet dog waiting to be fed.
The expressions of the others weren’t much different—all of them were impatient.
"Grab it yourselves!"
After picking up a piece and tossing it to Tai Mei, Lin Baici stepped aside.
Everyone immediately rushed over.
The small bathroom was suddenly overcrowded.
"Fuck, stop pushing!"
Huang Jinxiang was annoyed and also squeezed forward, reaching into the drawer to grab a handful of ice cubes.
"Only one per person!"
Lin Baici commanded, "Don’t make me lose my temper!"
Jilu grabbed four pieces but hesitated for a moment before putting them back.
There was no choice, they still needed Lin Baici later on; they couldn’t afford to offend him.
"Huang, you and Tai Mei keep watch here. Without my command, no one is allowed to take ice cubes!"
Lin Baici instructed.
"God Lin, calling me Brother Huang is too formal, just call me Big D!"
Huang Jinxiang laughed heartily, his attitude amiable: "Don’t worry, no one’s touching the ice cubes without your say-so!"
"God Lin, can I come with you?"
Li Yintong pleaded, not wanting to stay behind.
Lin Baici didn’t say a word, quickly circled the room without finding any other useful items, then headed to the next room.
Tai Mei followed obediently.
Jilu and Bath exchanged glances, deciding not to follow.
"God Lin, we’ll think of other ways!"
The two were also racking their brains.
Lin Baici didn’t care, as long as those suspended in the room didn’t slack off.
Perhaps because they had been baking for too long, not only were these corpses burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, but also golden grease was dripping down.
Besides the smell of char, there was also the aroma of roasted meat spreading in the air.
Lin Baici inhaled through his nose.
Why was there a scent of cumin?
"God Lin, I just remembered, in my room there’s a pair of heat-resistant gloves, the kind used for ovens and microwaves!"
Huang Jinxiang slapped his forehead and ran out, shouting, "Shall I go get them?"
At a time , every possibility had to be tried.
Huang Jinxiang immediately ran back.
In less than a minute, he returned huffing and puffing, holding a pair of pink checkered gloves that screamed ’girly’.
Lin Baici’s stomach rumbled with hunger, and that sparked an epiphany.
There was no escaping now; this was a Taboo thing.
[Heat-resistant gloves—wear them, and you won’t get burned even if you put your hands into red-hot coals!]
[Wear them, and you’ll want to play with fire, to touch high-temperature objects!]
"You gonna unplug it?"
According to Eater God, these gloves were probably useless because heat insulation and electrical insulation weren’t the same thing.
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"He can do it, but then you’ll no longer own these gloves!"
Huang Jinxiang was about to say, ’so what if they’re gone, who’d want a crappy pair of gloves,’ but in the instant he was about to agree, he hesitated.
"God Lin, are you saying..."
Huang Jinxiang’s gaze fell on the heat-resistant gloves, touching them with disbelief: "They’re a Taboo thing?"
Lin Baici didn’t hide the fact; once out of God’s Ruins, whoever had the Taboo things would own them, scheming now was pointless.
There was also the fact that Lin Baici’s Black Tripod Bowl was no longer usable, so even if he got them, he wouldn’t have a place to store them.
Huang Jinxiang was dumbfounded, wanting to ask, ’how did you figure it out?’
"God Lin, these gloves look so ordinary!"
Li Yintong glanced at the gloves, then her eyes settled on Lin Baici’s face, particularly focusing on his eyes: "How did you determine that?"
Lin Baici refused to explain: "Well? You doing it, or should he?"
Huang Jinxiang clenched his teeth.
After saying that, he walked over to the socket, took a deep breath, and yanked the plug out.
The current surged, traveling up Huang Jinxiang’s arm, but the gloves blocked some of the electricity, preventing him from passing out instantly.
Numb all over, Huang Jinxiang cursed as he pulled hard.
The light in the oven went dark instantly.
The crowd, seeing this, was overjoyed.
"Is it purified now?"
Huang Jinxiang grinned, touching the gloves, feeling like he had struck gold, and immediately reminded them, "Remember, you all owe me one!"
"Of course, except for God Lin!"
After saying that, Huang Jinxiang hesitated, wondering if he should offer the gloves to Lin Baici, since he was planning to cling to Lin Baici’s coattails moving forward.
If he got greedy now and Lin Baici got angry, what if he wouldn’t include him in the future?
Huang Jinxiang was decisive and immediately decided to offer up the gloves.
Bath breathed a sigh of relief.
Big Ocean Horse had had enough and wanted to get out fast.
"Looks is an apartment building, why don’t we go down to the first floor and check it out?"
Just as Huang Jinxiang finished speaking, the oven’s light bulb flickered back on.
"Fuck, what’s going on?"
The crowd was shocked, then their faces turned pale.
Because with the light turning back on, the heat radiating from the oven seemed even higher than before.
Huang Jinxiang felt as if he was pressed against a red-hot copper pillar, undergoing a severe branding punishment, and with a sizzle, black smoke rose from his skin, and large blisters immediately formed.