I Am the Dean of the God-Killing College

"One day, if you have the power to dominate the world, what will you do with it?" "Help me fill in my application for the college entrance examination." Li Peiche said calmly. "Can you still be useless?" The child was speechless. Li Peiche laughed silently. He did not want to consider this problem at all. God closed a door for him, but did not leave a window. For a loser like him, this kind of question can only be regarded as an absurd delusion. "Isn't it just to be admitted to a college? What's so difficult about it!" The child smiled disdainfully and began to make weird gestures. Like a sacrificial wizard. "Holy crap! Are you serious?" Li Peiche looked at the email on his computer in disbelief. It was actually an admission interview notice from Silkow Institute of New Zealand. "Principal, do we also undergo military training for new students entering our school? But from what I see, these seem to be loaded with live ammunition..." "How can we bury the guy called the "Preface God" without carrying live ammunition?" "But didn't I say during the interview that our school will only conduct targeted research on a special major this time around?" "Discover God, investigate God, and then bury God. Isn't this a kind of directional research?" "So this is a god-killing major?" "..." "The Preface God is really a perfect creature with overwhelming power." The principal suddenly sighed for no reason. "And authority is also a fascinating thing. Once you try to have it, it's hard to go back." The principal turned his head and stared at Li Peiche, as solemn as the abyss.