Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 496 Accompany You to the End of the World
Three minutes later.

The giant scissors in Ge Qingming's hand fell to the ground.

He was grabbed by a group of puppet children, who then lifted him up and put him on the iron bed.

Feng Yuhuai stood in front of him, hooked his index finger, and pressed the scalpel against Ge Qingming's chest.

"You can't do this to me, I'm a gardener, I'm a gardener..."

Ge Qingming's voice was like a tape recorder, playing the same sentence over and over again:

"Feng Yuhuai, it was me who gave you a new life. It was me, ah ah ah——"

Feng Yuhuai's lips curled up sweetly, and the scalpel elegantly cut through the old skin like cutting a piece of old parchment.

A dozen pale hands immediately opened the wound, scrambling to pull at the subcutaneous tissue, revealing the wriggling internal organs inside.

"shush"

Feng Yuhuai leaned forward, his hair falling on Ge Qingming's distorted face.
"You just taught me that as a seed, I have to break through the soil alone. Have you ever thought about what is the fate of a gardener?"

Feng Yuhuai paused for a moment and added with an extremely serious look:

"Before, I ate everyone I liked, but Doctor Ge, you are different. You gave me a new life, so I don't want to eat you.

I also want to give you a new life, so that you can become my family and accompany me all the way to the end."

Ge Qingming's scalp tingled and he didn't dare look at Feng Yuhuai's sweet eyes again.

He had seen many crazy people before, and he himself was even a crazy person, but this was the first time he had seen someone as sweet and crazy as Feng Yuhuai.

Ge Qingming closed his eyes in despair and thought:

"No wonder, every time a gardener offers seeds to the Puppet Mother, he disappears after a while. I thought they had received the Puppet Mother's blessing and retired after accomplishing their mission."

"Now that I think about it, they may have been affected by the seeds they sowed..."

Ge Qingming suddenly realized and muttered to himself:
"Perhaps, becoming fertilizer to nourish seeds is the fate of every gardener. If this is what Puppet Mother wants to see, then I..."

Just as Ge Qingming was pondering the philosophy of life, Feng Yuhuai whispered tenderly in his ear:
"But I only knew how to eat it before, and I have never made it for my family, so can you tell me the correct steps to make it?"

Ge Qingming suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Feng Yuhuai again with a humble look.

His expression changed from gloomy to bright, his lips trembled for a long time, and suddenly he burst into a crazy laugh:

"Making puppets is a skill that every gardener must master, but maybe you are right. The Puppet Mother wants to use the gardener's hand to pass this ability to the seeds."

Feng Yuhuai's eyes lit up and he nodded heavily.

Ge Qingming held onto the edge of the iron bed tightly with both hands:
"You have to do the surgery in order, first take out the liver, then the spleen, then the kidneys..."

"During this process, you need to drain blood and inject puppet-solidifying liquid to seal the puppet's vitality and preserve its abilities..."

"The method for making puppet-solidifying liquid is in the parchment scroll on the third layer under the cabinet..."

"Finally, no anesthesia can be used during the entire operation, so as to preserve the puppet's intelligence to the greatest extent possible..."

Feng Yuhuai listened very carefully. She was a very intelligent student and she grasped the key points of the knowledge after just one listen.

Her eyes became brighter and brighter, and the blade in her hand moved precisely as she explained, and every cut perfectly replicated Ge Qingming's instructions.

The blood splattered on her porcelain-white face and was then swept away by her excited tongue.

"Ah——!" Ge Qingming's scream suddenly rose, but strangely turned into laughter.
“That’s right, you’ve done an excellent job. You have the talent to become the final seed. By then, I will not only be your family, but also the Puppet Mother’s family—”

The lights in the basement flickered, casting the shadows of the "teacher and student" pair on the wall - one was teaching with laughter in severe pain, the other was concentrating on studying in a pool of blood.

The puppets sat quietly in a circle, just like interns in a medical school.

When Feng Yuhuai's red thread began to sew up the last wound, she suddenly burst into tears.

These were not tears of sadness, but a kind of emotion that transcended blood ties - because she clearly felt that the transforming existence on the iron bed had established a closer connection with her than that between father and daughter.

"I see."

She stroked Ge Qingming's increasingly cold face.
“This is real family.”

Feng Yuhuai waited beside the iron bed with tears in her eyes, waiting for Ge Qingming to wake up from his sleep, just like that night, when Ge Qingming waited beside her bed.

After an unknown amount of time, the old body on the iron bed suddenly twitched.

Ge Qingming's eyelids slowly lifted up, revealing the pale eyeballs underneath, which looked lifeless.

Feng Yuhuai flicked her fingertips lightly, and a red thread penetrated into Ge Qingming's chest. Ge Qingming's pupils instantly turned into red circles, and he came alive again.

She could feel that, unlike other puppets, there was still some special connection remaining in Ge Qingming's body - that was the resonance left by the puppet mother's mark.

Compared with other puppets, she was much more adept at controlling Ge Qingming.

She hooked her little finger, and Ge Qingming sat up straight. He turned his neck stiffly, and the corners of his dry mouth slowly opened up, revealing a fatherly smile.

The curve of his smile, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and even his slightly drooping eyebrows are all 70% similar to Feng Ju.

Feng Yuhuai lightly lifted his little finger.

Ge Qingming opened his arms slowly, with a slight "creaking" sound coming from the joints. His movements were stiff but precise, and the arc of his arms was just right, as if he was a father waiting for his daughter to fall into his arms.

Feng Yuhuai pounced on him.

Her cheek was pressed against Ge Qingming's cold chest. There was no heartbeat, only the subtle touch of a red line crawling under the skin.

She raised her head, her eyes filled with tears, and her voice was so soft that it sounded like a dream talk:
"I lost my original father today, but created a brand new father, so will you always be with me and always be proud of me, until the end of the world?"

The red thread secretly interweaves between the two people, tightly entangling their fate like blood.

Ge Qingming slowly closed his arms and gently stroked the back of her head with his broad palms.

This movement is so skillful, as if it has been repeated thousands of times.

Dozens of puppets suddenly knelt at the same time, and red lines intertwined between them into a bloody spider web.

One by one, these "brothers and sisters" stretched out their pale arms and hugged the "father and daughter" in the middle of the iron bed in layers.

Ge Qingming gently turned his neck, opened his mouth, laughed exaggeratedly, and made a hoarse sound intermittently:
"Yuhuai...you are my father...and the pride and hope of our whole family...we will always...always be with you until the end of the world..."

Feng Yuhuai closed her eyes and buried her face in his chest.

At this moment, she once again had a good father who would never leave and would always be proud of her.

buzzing-

The phone vibrated at an inopportune time, breaking the warmth and tranquility of the moment...

(End of this chapter)