Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 495 The family you create is closer than blood ties
Ge Qingming suddenly inserted his skinny fingers into the eye socket of his new work. With a "pop", a pale eyeball was dug out by him.

The sticky, dark red plasma slowly dripped through the gaps between his fingers, splashing into dark red flowers on the cold iron bed.

"then."

He casually wiped the blood off his eyeballs with his white coat, then gently threw it to Feng Yuhuai.

"This is the last gift I can give you. This is all I can do for you - a pair of eyes that can help you see the world clearly again."

After all, Ge Qingming still had a little bit of personal feelings for this work that he was most proud of.

Feng Yuhuai caught it subconsciously, and felt a sticky touch on her palm. She looked down at this strange eyeball, and her face was reflected in it like a glass.

"Don't be resentful, kid."

Ge Qingming's voice suddenly became soft, like a loving father teaching his young daughter in a gentle voice.

"Humans are inherently selfish and ugly species. There has never been true trust and help between people."

"Behind those beautiful lies woven in the name of love, lies the ugly face of one person constantly taking advantage of another."

"In the final analysis, human beings are alone. In this long yet short journey of life, the only one we can trust and rely on is ourselves."

The puppets hanging from the ceiling began to sway in an eerie, synchronized manner. The sounds made by the collision of the chains intertwined into an eerie rhythm.

At this moment, all the puppets simultaneously revealed the same morbid fanaticism as Ge Qingming.

"But the Great Puppet Mother is different... She has granted us an eternal bond!"

"We are family connected by blood!"

The puppets screamed, and the sound of the pins cracking exploded like firecrackers in the silent space.

"They are close friends whose souls are connected!"

Ge Qingming opened his arms, and his white coat spread out like a bat's wings.

The voices of dozens of puppets and Ge Qingming gradually merged into one, echoing in Feng Yuhuai's mind:
"Only the Puppet Mother, the great Puppet Mother, can allow us to have family and friends who truly love each other and support each other to the end!"

Feng Yuhuai stared at Ge Qingming in a daze, and was taught a solid lesson again.

Every time I come to this black clinic, it’s like opening a new page of dark apocalypse, and I learn a lot of life insights.

The last time was the reshaping of the body, this time it is the rebirth of the soul!

She lowered her head to look at the wet eyeball in her hand, suddenly chuckled, raised her hand and pressed it into her empty eye socket.

Sticky tissue fluid slid down the cheeks, and the new optic nerves spread like a spider web.

"It's just the right size."

Feng Yuhuai blinked his asymmetrical eyes, and his smile became even sweeter and more charming:
“I like this gift very much.”

The enthusiasm on Ge Qingming's face gradually faded, replaced by a twisted sense of relief.

He extended his bloodstained fingers and stroked Feng Yuhuai's cheek, just as he had done that night:

"Go, child, leave here and break out of the ground. You don't need to ask anyone for help. Go find and create your true family and friends."

Feng Yuhuai did not dodge, but moved closer, letting the bloody hand slide across her beautiful cheek, leaving a stained blood mark on her face.

Ge Qingming continued in a gloomy voice, and the body hanging from the ceiling swayed slightly as he spoke:

"remember……"

"The family you create yourself"

"It will be closer than blood relationship." A strange light flashed in Feng Yuhuai's eyes. She nodded solemnly, turned around and walked back.

After three steps, Feng Yuhuai suddenly stopped and looked back slowly.

She looked at Ge Qingming with great affection, and waved goodbye:
"Thank you. You are the person who taught me the most besides my father. I will always remember your kindness to me."

Ge Qingming subconsciously raised his hand and waved goodbye.

At this moment——

"Oh!"

Feng Yuhuai's right hand suddenly exploded, and thousands of red lines bloomed like bloody fireworks!

The scarlet silk thread instantly covered half of the basement, covering Ge Qingming like a giant net.

Also shrouding the past was Feng Yuhuai's reluctant voice:
"I think you are the most suitable to be the first family member I create. In addition, I am willing to accept the family members and friends you create. What do you think?"

"After all, I, like them, was reborn on the iron bed in this basement. We already have a bond and affinity that transcends life and death."

Ge Qingming's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip.

He retreated in panic, his back hitting the cold iron cabinet hard. The instrument rack fell over with a loud bang, scalpels and tweezers scattered all over the floor, and the nails rang.

"you dare!"

Ge Qingming roared and ripped open his clothes, revealing the twisting and wriggling puppet mother mark on his chest.
"You can't do anything to me. I'm the gardener chosen by the Puppet Mother!"

He also shook his hands, and dozens of almost transparent fishing lines shot out from his sleeves.

The bodies hanging from the ceiling suddenly convulsed collectively, their sewn mouth corners tore to the ears, and they let out a creepy scream.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of the iron hook breaking, one "puppets" after another fell from the ceiling like dumplings, fell heavily on the ground, and then pounced towards Feng Yuhuai in unison, bringing up a gust of eerie cold wind.

Feng Yuhuai just raised his eyelids slightly.

Her pupils suddenly turned into scarlet whirlpools and her slender arms stretched out gracefully.

In an instant, red lines surged in the sky like a tide of blood, some of which entangled the attacking fishing lines, and some of which directly pierced into the back of the necks of the puppets.

"Squeak-"

With a teeth-grinding friction sound, all the puppets suddenly froze on the ground.

They mechanically turned their necks, and their dead white eyes revealed circles exactly like Feng Yuhuai's.

"How can this be called action?"

Feng Yuhuai took control of the puppets almost effortlessly, with a happy smile on her face:
"I just want you to become my family. Is that wrong? Look, the puppet mother should agree with me. Otherwise, how could they listen to me so easily?"

Ge Qingming pulled the fishing line frantically, but it felt like he was pulling a thousand-pound rock.

For the first time, real fear appeared on his face. He staggered and pushed open the cabinet door behind him, then took out a pair of strangely shaped bronze scissors.

The blades were engraved with twisted runes, glowing a faint green light in the darkness.

"Crack! Click!"

No one knew what material the scissors were made of, but they could easily cut the red thread. The red thread broke into pieces, but the red thread was as boundless as the tide, rushing towards him from all directions.

Feng Yuhuai approached slowly with graceful steps, and the rebellious puppets followed his steps, forming an arc and also walking closer.

The scene looked extremely warm, like a group of obedient children surrounding their old father.

(End of this chapter)