Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 973 Games Lead to Depravity (12)

A group of capybaras lay haphazardly beside the entrance to the Qian Yuan Realm instance. Despite their large number, they didn't feel crowded at all.

Each capybara exudes a leisurely air. Even Sun Hong, who enjoys rolling around, is curled up here, slowly munching on weeds, seemingly indifferent to everything.

She doesn't even want to enter the instance now; she just wants to stay here quietly, enjoying the bliss of being mindless.

“Wisdom is the root of all evil. The unhappiness of monks stems from wisdom. If we abandon wisdom, we can remain happy forever,” she murmured.

"You can actually say such a long sentence? It seems you're not quite wise enough," an older capybara said weakly from the side.

"I want to say something, but I don't want to."

"Kaba..."

Looking at the capybara next to him, who was even lazier than himself, Sun Hong felt a surge of anger, which then dissipated completely.

Although she had never been lazy like anyone else, she felt that nothing mattered anymore.

Then, when the break ended and a new dungeon opened, the game's auto-play system automatically put her into the dungeon to play the protagonist of a terrible drama.

This drama glorifies suffering and tells the story of a cultivator in a dilapidated sect who dedicates himself to improving the lives of the mortals within the sect. In the end, he dies in rags, and no one claims his body.

There isn't a single normal person in the whole story. The protagonist has a hole in his brain, and the hole is filled with water that he can't drain out no matter what he does. In the end, he is sucked to death by someone.

The beautiful widow, the female lead, has both desires and demands; she keeps the protagonist hanging on while simultaneously asserting that they have no relationship.

The other people were all beasts, eating the protagonist's food and causing trouble for no reason. The protagonist was about to rise to prominence several times, but was pulled back by a group of people until he died in the courtyard.

According to Lingyi, the show was met with a barrage of criticism as soon as it was released. Many people kindly cursed the screenwriter's ancestors for eighteen generations and wished that the screenwriter would become the male lead in this life and spend the rest of his life in that lousy sect.

I thought this show had been nailed to the pillar of shame, but I never expected that Squid would dig it up again and put it out there.

In the past, Sun Hong would have carefully read the background information and then thought about how to maximize his profits.

But right now, all she wants to do is lie down and take a nap, then eat some grass after waking up, and then go back to sleep.

Because of this "lying down" mentality, she didn't move after entering the game, just lay on the bed and slept, until the pretty widow next door pushed open the door and timidly asked, "Sun Hong, why didn't you cook today? My two kids are waiting for dinner."

Then, realizing she might have been a bit rude, she quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "I wasn't urging you to cook, I was just busy today and forgot about it. Could you perhaps..."

"No," Sun Hong said lazily.

The pretty widow was taken aback for a moment. After seeing Sun Hong lying on the bed with a dazed look in his eyes, she took a step back and only asked softly after leaving the room, "Sun Hong, are you sick? Is it contagious? Can cultivators get sick?"

"never mind."

"That……"

"Close the door behind you when you leave. I'm going to sleep."

The pretty widow left, puzzled, sensing that something was off about Sun Hong today.

When I usually come over, I either prepare food or find medicinal herbs. And if my son just said he was hungry, I would immediately bring him my treasured ingredients; I would never be so negligent.

Thinking of this, the pretty widow immediately felt a surge of anger and vowed to ignore her for the next few days.

I will absolutely ignore her unless she kneels down and apologizes to me next time.

That evening, having nothing to feed her children, she came to their door again. She put the cold buns aside and said with concern, "Sun Hong, I've come to see you, and I brought you some medicine... What are you eating!"

While munching on some Qi-boosting grass he pulled from his pocket, Sun Hong said slowly, "I'm hungry, so I'm eating some grass."

"Didn't you promise to give me this herb to help my child recover? If it weren't for this herb, why would I be here with you? This isn't over yet, you have to give it back to me and then give me another one!"

Sun Hong glanced lazily at the pretty widow and thought to himself, "How can this woman be so shameless?"

She raised her hand and slapped the other woman across the air, then said to the blushing, pretty widow, "Get lost."

She curled up slightly and mumbled sleepily, "Remember to close the door."

The pretty widow had no idea how she got out.

All she knew was that she was likely to be abandoned.

The moment the thought crossed her mind, she felt a deep sense of dread.

Previously, "Sun Hong" was always polite to everyone, which gave her the illusion that the other party was nothing special.

Although he was a cultivator, he was still trampled underfoot by me, a mere mortal, who satisfied all my needs, making me even less than a roadside animal.

But today's coldness made her realize that the other party was a cultivator, someone she could never have reached before.

Previously, his two children had no worries about food and clothing. Although they lacked the aptitude for cultivation, they were still able to obtain many benefits, all thanks to the protection of "Sun Hong".

But once the other person is gone, how long can I stay here?

Thinking about this, she felt the fog before her eyes dissipate, and she finally woke up from a long dream, seeing her current situation clearly.

She immediately got up, went back to the other person's room, pushed open the door and rushed inside, only to find the bed empty; the person on it was gone.

She hurriedly began to search everywhere, even digging through the mouse holes, but found nothing but a pile of fruit peels and garbage.

After realizing that the other person had really left, she sat there blankly, staring at the dark window, her mind completely empty.

As dawn broke, when the three elders of the broken sect came over, wanting "Sun Hong" to cook porridge for them, what they saw was a beautiful widow with a withered face, kneeling on the ground, unable to get up.

After learning that "Sun Hong" had left, the three elderly people didn't think it was a big deal at first, but they panicked completely when they went hungry until evening without getting a hot meal.

They searched every corner of the dilapidated sect, but the "Sun Hong" who had been grinning foolishly was nowhere to be found. Without the help of cultivators, they quickly fell into despair and finally closed their eyes completely one hungry night.

Sun Hong slept at the bottom of the lake the entire time.

When she woke up, the dungeon was over, and the A-level rating reward was delivered to her pocket, but she was too lazy to care about it.

For a capybara, sleeping is the most comfortable thing.

After sleeping soundly for seven days and completing five dungeons, Sun Hong finally ended his AFK session and logged back into his main account with the rewards.

Having just escaped the capybara's body and returned to his main account, Sun Hong couldn't help but exclaim "Holy crap!"

I've been so decadent these past few days.

But the feeling of decadence is just so exhilarating!
But the feeling after waking up was just too depressing!
(End of this chapter)