Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 611 My Deceived First Half of Life?!

My name is Feng Yuhuai.

16 years old this year.

He is a first-year student in the martial arts key class of No. 8 Middle School in the Ninth District.

Unlike my good-for-nothing older brother, I was exceptionally gifted from a young age, displaying intelligence and comprehension far exceeding that of others. Although I couldn't be tested when I was young, my martial arts aptitude must have been outstanding as well.

The father and mother shared this view, and the useless older brother was undoubtedly resentful.

But it doesn't matter, he's useless anyway~
The feeling of being a useless person is like the squeaking of a rat in a sewer—weak and superfluous; he has no say in this family.

His best way out is to end his worthless student life as soon as possible, go out to work, earn a meager salary to supplement the family income, and use the last bit of light and heat to support his genius sister.

In return, someday in the future, when I am truly looking down on all living beings from the clouds, perhaps I will let a little scrap of food slip through my fingers for him to eat.

Not too much, after all, eating too much junk food is a waste of food.

This isn't my saying; it's a phrase my father often used, and I wholeheartedly agree.

Every time his father said this, his gaze would subtly sweep over his older brother, who would lower his head even further, almost burying it in his rice bowl.

As for me, I will straighten my back and feel the strong emotional value brought by this sentence.

Besides that, my father had another favorite saying that is etched into my soul like a brand.

—Yuhuai is the hope of our whole family.

I have always firmly believed this.

My father's name was Feng Ju, and he was an ordinary constable in the police station.

He has some talent, but not much. He's much better than my good-for-nothing brother, at least he supported me through high school.

In return, if one day I can "ascend" to the city, I would be willing to take my father with me.

Yes, my father's biggest dream was to go to the city and breathe its sweet air.

This dream was like a seed, planted in my heart by his own hands, and then it grew wildly.

I also yearn to breathe that legendary sweet air, and long to one day stand on the front of those colorful "buttocks" above my head.

I have been working very hard for this. I not only work hard to improve my martial arts skills, but also work hard to cultivate my public image.

I am pure, sweet, and excellent, which has won the favor of all my classmates and teachers.

I am like a highly skilled actor, playing a flawless role on a stage called "Light".

This is also the "survival wisdom" that my father taught me.

I did a great job and enjoyed it.

I originally thought I would enjoy it all the time, and then, with my talent and hard work, I would gradually "ascend" to the upper echelons of the city, and shine brightly on a more dazzling stage.

I have always been so steadfast, but fate seems to have played a cruel joke on me; instead of the light, what came was...

Where did the initial turning point begin?

I don't really remember very clearly.

Perhaps it started when I walked into that shady clinic, or perhaps it started when my father prescribed that pill for me, or perhaps it started when my father lost his arm.

It's also possible that it started when my useless brother moved out, which led to him being targeted by illegal clinics?
do not know.

I really don't know.

Perhaps even earlier, the seeds of all change had already been quietly sown in the darkness.

I don't have time to trace the origins anymore, because the changes came too fast and were too sudden.

I "ate" Ya-zhi!
She is my best friend, with a bright smile and warm hands. We used to sleep in the same bed and also sweated side by side on the martial arts field.

But is this my fault?
It's only natural to eat when you're hungry.

Ya-Chih was the easiest food I could think of to eat at the time, and she was completely unsuspecting of me.

I am very sad, I am really very sad.

I don't want to face all of this, and I'm even less willing to admit that I've become a monster.

My ingenuity was put to the test at that moment. I cleaned up the scene, fabricated evidence, and perfectly framed [Masked] for everything.

At that time, I had no idea that [Mask] was a monster far more terrifying than me, and that he would later become entangled with me.

I was terrified of him, but at the same time, a morbid worship arose from that fear.

His power both frightens and fascinates me.

I realized that I was terminally ill.

After that, I became increasingly hungry.

The hunger that comes from the depths of one's bones is like a maggot clinging to one's bones, and it comes more fiercely each time.

I eventually "ate" Xiaojuan, my other best friend.

Unlike Ya-Chi's experience, the guilt was like a thin layer of ice, which was quickly melted and swallowed up by a more surging and primal sense of satisfaction.

I've started to enjoy the process of eating.

Enjoy the exhilarating feeling of power filling your body, and savor the almost eternal, intimate connection that comes from the fusion of flesh and blood.

As I watched Xiaojuan's terrified eyes gradually lose their light, my guilt strangely lessened.

Because I know that they and I are together forever, in a way that is more direct and thorough than blood ties, a bond that is closer than family.

I created this bond.

Zhang Liyou witnessed this scene. She couldn't understand me, but I don't blame her.

I wasn't afraid she would report me because my father had been promoted and become the captain of the police station.

In her eyes, my father is my greatest protector.

I don't want to judge whether her ideas are correct; I'm willing to try to influence her with love.

I firmly believe that when she finally becomes a part of me and is forever integrated with me, she will understand the preciousness of this bond and experience the happiness of having a best friend by her side forever.

At this moment, I have completely gotten used to this fragmented life.

Half of them live in the light, enjoying applause and envy; the other half hides in the darkness, carefully choosing their next "midnight snack".

I'm starting to enjoy this exciting life.

how to say?

Compared to the dull and monotonous scripts of the past, which felt like being a walking corpse, this kind of life seems to make me more clearly aware of—what is the meaning of life? What does it truly mean to be alive?

While enjoying the applause in the ring, I was also preparing for my next late-night snack.

Then, the biggest change occurred.

A group of ugly, inhuman monsters destroyed everything.

Monsters are not scary; non-humans are heretics.

The culprit behind all of this is a scientist named Zuo Bai.

In order to resist his violence, I had to reveal my monstrous side.

This scene was captured by a hidden reporter, and by sheer coincidence, the video's storage chip ended up in my father's hands.

So, the night I returned home became my last dinner with my family. At the dinner table, I repeatedly probed my father, trying to find out if he could accept me as a monster.

The answer is painful: the father despises monsters and is a narrow-minded humanist.

I was very disappointed and in pain, so I didn't want my father to feel the same disappointment and pain.

So, I found an opportunity to be alone with him and secretly killed him from behind.

I didn't eat him, even though I was starving.

Until the moment he closed his eyes, I loved and respected my father deeply.

Yes, I love him more than I love myself.

Otherwise, why would I rather sink into darkness myself than let him die in the light?

Ironically, the video still got leaked.

The government will definitely send people to arrest me; my remaining light has finally vanished with my father's death.

I escaped completely into the darkness.

I went to an unlicensed clinic and sought the doctor's help, but he refused.

It's okay, once he becomes my new father, he'll help me.

The process went smoothly. After losing my beloved father, I gained a new father and more family members.

Then I received a call from my brother, informing me that our father was not dead.

My brother invited me to have a late-night snack, but my father refused to see me.

A tremendous sense of absurdity overwhelmed me instantly.

My father refuses to forgive me?
Why won't he forgive me?
He clearly lied to me; he's a monster too!
A monster that has been hidden for countless years, a monster that has always lived in the light, a monster that yearns to go to the city?!

At that moment, my world completely collapsed.

I finally understand that I have been living a deceitful life all along.

My father has been deceiving me all along; his love, like his outward appearance, is a false pretense.

My father never loved me; he only loved the dream of going uptown.

At that moment, my dream shattered completely. I suddenly realized that my brother was the one who had always been true to himself.

Even if he dislikes me, it's as if I dislike him.

But even when I became a monster, and when my father abandoned me, he still treated me like a sister.

He didn't like me, and he could never use sweet words like my father, but he was the one who truly loved me.

My brother, he loved me with unparalleled depth.

I ultimately didn't go to eat my brother's late-night snack. I didn't want to see my hypocritical father, and I was ashamed to see my sincere brother.

Moreover, I have lost the light; from now on, I must seek the darkness. My path lies in the darkness.

I can no longer shine in the light, but I can live forever in the darkness.

But my brother is different. He is still in the light. He is the only remaining ray of light in my heart.

I left District 9.

Carrying a heart full of wounds and a newly acquired "family," they plunged headlong into a wider, more remote place where light could not reach.

There, I freely "created" new bonds, new "family".

I sensed true freedom.

I finally understand that compared to that narrow, hypocritical, and rule-bound stage of light, the boundless darkness is the true realm that belongs to me, where I can "bloom" to my heart's content!

Then they all died, and I was arrested.

I gave up struggling. I thought it was all over, that my story was about to come to an end.

Strangely enough, I didn't die, nor was I imprisoned.

I was draped in a black robe and put on a mask; I joined the Night's Watch.

I don't know who the Night's Watchman who captured me is, nor do I know why he did it. There are too many things I can't understand.

He didn't explain anything to me, and I don't know where to find the answers.

I have too many unanswered questions.

But anyway, I escaped death once again.

And, donning this black robe that symbolizes "purification" and "order," I transformed into a night watchman.

I can only become more certain that fate, in its mysterious way, has once again protected me with its great power.

Donning the black robe that shields me from all prying eyes, and shrouded in darkness, I am filled with emotions that defy description.

I don't even know if I've fallen into deeper darkness or have walked back into the light in a dignified manner.

Not important anymore.

The important thing is that today is the first time I've gone out on a mission since becoming a member of the Night's Watch.

The task itself wasn't important; the vague instructions were simply to "observe" and "detect" in this area.

The important thing is that I just saw my father.

He is indeed still alive...alive and well! =, living in the "light" he longs for, in the body of the monster he disguises himself as.

I have to admit, I miss him a little, I want to... eat him up!
Then, I saw... Zuo Bai?
In a sense, Zuo Bai is the culprit who caused my exposure and the one who brought me to this state. My hatred for this person is as constant as the saliva secreted in my mouth.

In my must-eat recipes, Zuo Bai and my father are ranked number one, neck and neck.

Tonight, as the first task of the night watchman, I ran into my father and Zuo Bai.

Isn't this a sign from fate, a sign that I should have a feast tonight?!
What puzzles me is what Zuo Bai is doing, and why he climbed into the trunk of the taxi.
.........

Feng Mu was practicing his martial arts with complete focus.

However, system prompts kept popping up in his mind.

[Emergency Notice:]
Your experience pack 1 (Clever Imotto) and your experience pack 2 (Dear Old Father) have a fateful encounter.

Location coordinates: Emerald Garden

System calculations show that there is a 41.7% probability of triggering the "Father's Kindness and Daughter's Filial Piety" bond effect.

P.S.: Using the experience packs in combination will yield even better results!
Feng Mu narrowed his eyes, a hint of suspicion flashing in them. His first reaction was that this reminder came very strangely.

In the past, this broken system had never proactively reminded me; it was already considered a great achievement if it could fill in an event log afterward.

Why are you being so attentive today, even reminding me in advance?
Feng Mu felt that the system had ulterior motives, but he had no evidence.

"Could it be that the system also enjoys seeing loving fathers and daughters? Is it finding the 41.7% probability too low and wants me to lend a hand and add fuel to the fire for that father and daughter?"

Is he that kind of person?
As Feng Mu pondered, another line of prompts popped up in front of him:
[Second Prison (may be partially missing and expanded)]
[Second Prison Control Progress Update!]
[Current control level 95% → 96%!]
[New record added to event log:]

Qian Huan's mind cleared, but his body remained immobile. (Completeness +1%)
"Huh, the warden has also secretly woken up? Great, great, only 4% of the progress is left."

Feng Mu was overjoyed, and as the warden's most trusted confidant, his immediate visit to see him was a testament to his humanity.

He absolutely, absolutely, absolutely did not want to see a loving father and filial daughter.

For some reason, my eyes feel a little itchy again, like something is growing inside them...
(End of this chapter)