[Martial Arts] Infinite Chamber Game

Ximen Chuxue's parents died early.

Died young means that he lost his mother when he was just ten years old, and not long after that, his father also died.

The year he became the owner of Wanmei Villa, Ximen Chuxue was still a child.

For a long time, he was wandering outside and didn't dare to go home. Until many years later, he became one of the most powerful martial artists in the world and a world-famous swordsman. He rarely left Wanmei Villa and only went out four times a year at most. Everything in his life seemed to be a set program, orderly and never chaotic.

He had become almost unlike the child who cried and howled in the snow because his parents had passed away.

More than twenty years have passed like a dream.

When Ximen Chuxue heard the man's voice, he was really dazed for a moment and almost thought he was in a dream.

He turned around in disbelief and found that the person standing behind him was indeed his mother. In other words, she had the same appearance as his deceased mother, and even her voice and expression were exactly the same.

It's just that the clothes are different.

The woman in front of me had her long hair tied up, and was wearing a tight halter dress, which showed off her curvy figure. Although she was not young anymore, she still had heavy makeup on her face, and her eyeliner was especially long, which made her look very charming.

Ximen Chuxue took a deep breath, and his pounding heart gradually calmed down, and his almost coagulated blood began to flow smoothly again.

This is just an identity given by the game, it is not real. My mother died a long time ago.

His memory of his parents had long since become blurred, but he at least knew that even if they were still alive, things would never turn out like this.

Ximen Chuxue's indifference obviously angered the woman, and her words became more and more sharp: "What? Do you think you are still the eldest son of the family? Without the family's support, how long do you think you can hold on to that powerful man? Don't dream, look at yourself, there is no gentleness of an Omega at all, that man is just greedy for your novelty, return to the family, child, apologize to your father, you can at least get a decent status, instead of being a kept lover!"

In the woman's endless "advice", Ximen Chuxue gradually clarified his identity in this world.

"I" was born into a wealthy merchant family. He is the eldest son in the family, with two younger brothers and three younger sisters. He is the only Omega in the family. His father has always wanted to expand his business. Due to gender discrimination against Omega, he made the decision to give "I" to a widowed official as a second wife.

The official was a few years older than my father and held great power, but lived a very poor life. He did not dare to embezzle or accept bribes, so he could only set his sights on marrying a second wife. He had only two simple requirements: first, this wife must be a beautiful Omega, male or female, and secondly, she must be rich, very rich.

"I" just happened to meet the official's criteria for a spouse, but he was proud and arrogant, and of course he didn't want to marry such an old man, so he simply ran away. On the way, he naturally saw the overwhelming recruitment advertisements, so "I" went to the recruitment office to sign up, but unfortunately he was blocked by his father's people.

My father was furious and colluded with the official to accuse "himself" of the crime of "gathering for fornication" and exiled him to the Insect Star.

He would rather not acknowledge his own son and let him fend for himself, in order to warn his brothers and sisters not to think of rebelling against the family. No matter how successful you are outside, if you disobey him, he can send you to hell with just one word. Don't believe it? Your brother is an example.

After Ximen Chuxue had roughly understood what happened, he had no reaction. He just listened to someone else's story. In fact, this was someone else's story. What did it have to do with him? Did the game think that he had to accept the random identity he was given? He had to live with this identity? What a joke!
He just turned around and took a look, as if he saw a ball of talking air, just like he saw a madman making a scene in the street.

There is no need to pay attention to this kind of person, and there is no time to pay attention to him. Ye Gucheng is still waiting for him to go back and cook. A person like that is crying because of his desire to eat roast meat rice, so he must be satisfied a little.

This attitude of disregard made the woman even angrier. She was so angry that she was shaking all over and started to curse: "Okay, okay, now you don't even recognize me as your mother? You don't want to be a good official's wife, but you have to be a whore, right? Very good, Ximen Chuxue, you will no longer have any relationship with the family from now on. I... I will report it now. I want to see what kind of powerful person you are hanging out with, and whether he can save you again?! You'd better pray that he is powerful enough, otherwise, you will be locked up in a shelter and give birth to children until you die! When you are old and ugly, those gangsters you never looked down on will only need to pay five star coins to fuck your ass!"

Ximen Chuxue originally thought that there was just a fly following him, but then the woman mentioned reporting it.

It was obvious that it was impossible to bring back an exiled criminal just like that. Linghu Chong probably acted on his own. If this matter was leaked, it would definitely bring him endless troubles. Maybe all their previous efforts would be in vain.

He lowered his eyes to glance at the handcuffs on his wrists, his eyes as cold as ice.

He stopped and did not look back, but said coldly: "I will go back."

The woman was stunned for a moment, then immediately delighted. She couldn't help but say a few harsh words, and finally said, "You'd better come back with me now."

Ximen Chuixue said: "Now I have other things to do."

He didn't say anything, but the woman was sharp-eyed and noticed the slightly bleeding bite mark on his shoulder and the torn sleeve. She didn't know what she was thinking about, but she smiled contemptuously: "Okay, then your father and I will wait at home." The woman finally left contentedly, and Ximen Chuxue also left. After walking two steps, he suddenly remembered - he still didn't know where his home was!
This is really... After thinking about it, Ximen Chuxue gave up the idea of ​​following the woman. Since she was a famous local businessman, he could find out by asking around. Speaking of which, his "crime of gathering for prostitution" was framed by his family, but what about others? What about Ye Gucheng? Was he also... Thinking of a certain possibility, Ximen Chuxue wanted to laugh. If that was true, then this excitement must be very interesting.

Not all shops hated exiled criminals, so he quickly bought all the ingredients and went back.

Ye Gucheng had come out of the bathroom. He changed his clothes and sat in the living room. His hair was still disheveled and his face was still flushed, but his eyes were much clearer and the misty light had disappeared.

Passion is not continuous, but comes in waves, which come and go with a stable period of about one to two hours in between. If there is no Alpha or Beta to comfort you, the passion will only become more and more intense until it is completely submerged.

Ximen Chuxue has already contacted Linghu Chong. In the same level, teammates cannot connect directly to each other, but they can see the barrage sent to each other, but both parties must watch the live broadcast of their own level at the same time. It is generally difficult to encounter such a coincidence.

Fortunately, there were a large number of viewers in the live broadcast room willing to help relay the news.

"The inhibitor is on the way. It will take at least three days." Linghu Chong said, "If you really don't want to find someone to solve the problem, you can buy inhibitors on the underground black market. However, the quality of the products there is difficult to guarantee, and the side effects are huge. Sometimes they are even crazy enough to use forced aphrodisiacs instead of inhibitors. Don't go there unless it's absolutely necessary."

This passage contains a lot of information, and Ximen Chuxue didn't even want to think about how Linghu Chong knew it.

As soon as he came back, he went straight to the kitchen to busy himself. Seeing that Ye Gucheng seemed much more sober, he told him about this.

Ye Gucheng was silent for a while, then said, "I need an inhibitor, please help me."

The rice had been washed and put into the pot. Although Ximen Chuxue was a first-rate swordsman, his sword was used to kill people, not to cut vegetables, so his knife skills were very poor. He chopped up the radish, green onion shreds and chicken together and put them in another pot to cook.

The weather was hot, and the kitchen was even hotter. Ximen Chuxue wiped his sweat. Ye Gucheng's words made him feel a little better. He said in a leisurely tone, "I understand what you mean, so you'd better stop saying such disgusting and nauseating words."

Ye Gucheng leaned on the sofa and laughed softly: "Childish."

Ximen Chuxue: “…” His mood suddenly became bad.

The rice and dishes cooked quickly. He served the rice, mixed it with the cooked dishes, and put them in a bowl and mixed them. After figuring out how to use the natural gas, he successfully saw the open flame on the stove. Recalling Lin Xian'er's usual cooking steps, he turned the fire to the highest, poured in oil, and poured in rice.

As the rice and vegetable mixture was put into the pot, white smoke rose with a sizzling sound, and it looked like the bottom was about to burn. Ximen Chuxue frowned, and then an idea suddenly came to his mind. He picked up the oil bottle and poured it into the pot. Then, he added a little bit of all the seasonings he could see and touch in the kitchen, and finally beat in a raw egg and stir-fried it. The egg fried rice was served on a plate.

To be fair, this plate of fried rice was pretty good overall, except that it had a little too much oil, was a little wet and sticky, and a little salty. At least it looked good, with golden rice mixed with colorful vegetables.

With a worldly air, he placed the plate of fried rice in front of Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng gave him a strange look and said, "Are you going to feed this to the dog? Excuse me, even a dog may not eat it."

Ximen Chuixue's temples throbbed: "This is for you."

Ye Gucheng said: "Even dogs won't eat it, but you give it to me?"

He said calmly, "If you had half the talent for cooking as you do for swordsmanship, you might make a good cook."

Charged with adultery, exiled, humiliated in the street, and threatened by a madman with his mother's face, Ximen Chuxue did not show too strong emotional ups and downs. However, Ye Gucheng's plain words, without any sarcasm or ridicule, successfully broke the defense of this sword god.

He did something he didn't expect.

He picked up the plate of fried rice and threw it directly on Ye Gucheng's face.

"Draw your sword!"

he snapped.

(End of this chapter)