Everyone's playing as a roguelike, starting with an extra Mythical Relic.

Seeing that Chu Yang had regained his childhood memories, the man and woman excitedly squatted down, and the three of them hugged each other tightly.

Neither the man nor the woman was angry that their son had burned them to death.

"Xiaoyang, it's been so many years! Go and give it a try! Let Dad see if you've forgotten what we taught you."

"Okay~"

As Chu Yang spoke, he swung his arm and slashed at the neck of the man who had not yet gotten up.

"Sizzle!"

A stream of blood spurted from the man's ruptured carotid artery and splattered onto the woman's face.

The man lowered his head with difficulty and then saw that his son was holding a small, sharp stone in his hand.

This was something Chu Yang had secretly picked up when he was crouching down in the corner.

Chu Yang looked at the man and smiled, "Dad~ See, I haven't forgotten, have I?"

The man was slightly taken aback, then smiled with satisfaction: "Very...good..."

The woman looked at her husband lying dead in front of her, and the son who had killed him, and she actually smiled.

She wiped the blood off her face and then licked the blood off her five fingers clean with her mouth.

"It's very good, but... it's still a little lacking..."

The woman suddenly reached out and grabbed Chu Yang's hand that was holding the pebble, then pulled him by the arm towards her.

In his child form, Chu Yang was completely unable to resist the woman's power and could only watch helplessly as she pulled his arm over.

The woman showed no intention of taking the pebble from Chu Yang's hand. Instead, she excitedly grabbed Chu Yang's hand and stretched it towards her neck!

Then, the woman gripped Chu Yang's hand tightly and used the pebble in his hand to cut her own neck.

Just like they had done before, the difference was that this time the woman forced Chu Yang to cut her own blood vessels!

The woman, holding Chu Yang's hand, moved slowly.

"Slow down... so that you can... so that you can feel life... slipping away little by little..."

Blood flowed from the woman's carotid artery, instantly staining both of their palms red.

"Remember this...wonderful feeling...my...child..."

The woman fell down, landing squarely on top of the man.

Both of them wore smiles, as if they had just completed a satisfying work of art.

Chu Yang stared blankly at the pebble in his right hand for a long time.

He'll probably never forget what he just witnessed...

He dropped the pebble in his hand and walked to the table in front of him.

The woman on the table was still struggling and moaning. Chu Yang picked up a sharp blade from the table and cut the ropes binding the woman.

The woman rolled over and fell heavily to the ground. She then ran in a panic toward the basement exit, tripping over the corpses of a man and a woman on the ground and letting out another scream...

Chu Yang stood silently in the basement watching the girl escape.

Then, he set fire to the basement.

Just like fifteen years ago.

The difference is that he was the one who drugged and rendered his parents unconscious that day.

By the way, was anyone at the table in the basement at that time?

I can't remember...

[Really... I can't remember...]

Chu Yang closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead. When he opened his eyes again, he saw the river of blood once more.

He emerged from the illusion.

Chu Yang twisted his neck and smiled.

Having regained that memory, he felt that things weren't so bad after all.

He used to be very afraid of his parents, and even more afraid of that experience, which is why he shut down his memories after the fire due to the huge trauma.

But he is not the same child he was back then.

Chu Yang took a step forward and continued climbing the mountain.

All the orcs he encountered along the way died.

On the other side of the Blood River, a fox spirit and a white tiger spirit walked hand in hand across it.

Yes, they were standing on a river of blood.

With each step they took, the river of blood beneath their feet would automatically freeze and solidify.

Moreover, they never fell into the illusion from beginning to end.

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After 4 p.m., people began to emerge from the Blood River.

By this time, almost all the orcs knew that the rest area was no longer safe.

Many orcs did not intend to participate in the final [Beast God's Soul] trial and decided to descend the mountain early the next morning.

Some orcs who escaped from the Fire Reaper spread the word that the Fire Reaper specifically targeted large orc settlements.

This resulted in Chu Yang's hunting success being rather mediocre in this third rest area.

At seven o'clock in the evening, as darkness fell, Chu Yang had only managed to kill about fifty orc generals.

Of course, such a record is still quite impressive compared to other players who push the door open.

Including the dozen or so orc generals he encountered in the Blood River, he obtained another seventy or so treasure chests.

Just as Chu Yang was sorting through his gains, an argument was taking place at the gathering place of the door-pushing people not far away.

Why can't we leave?

"Everyone here completes their individual tasks. If everyone just finishes their individual tasks and leaves like you, who will do the team tasks?!"

"In the end, only you few orc generals can draw out the essence of the Beast God's blood, so of course it's your turn!"

"What the hell?! Why should we?! You guys just pack up and leave tomorrow, while we orc generals have to fight to the death? I'm not your parents!"

"That's right! If you leave, we won't go up the mountain either. We'll all just perish together!"

"Hey! You guys... we're not as strong as you. We're lucky we even completed three trials! If we go any further, we're just committing suicide!"

"..."

Just as everyone was arguing, a rabbit-man general suddenly said, "How about this, we share backpacks, take out the items we don't need, and share them with everyone."

"In this way, everyone's strength can be improved, and then we can climb the mountain together to complete the team mission."

"Anyway, the extra items only mean a slightly higher final score, but if the team mission isn't completed, everyone's game is over!"

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent; people are inherently selfish.

Those who are weaker naturally want to go down the mountain immediately and let others fight for them.

Those with strong abilities and extra items naturally hope to achieve a higher final score, as this will allow them to advance their professional level further.

At this moment, the fire mage who had previously traded the [Rune Technology Blueprint] to Chu Yang suddenly spoke up: "Actually... none of us have many extra items on us. But I know someone who has far more extra items than all of us combined!"

"You mean him?"

"That Flame Reaper?!"

"Yes! It's him! Last time I traded with him, he showed me a couple hundred purple items!"

"If he were willing to contribute some, our strength would definitely increase significantly! We'd be able to complete the team mission then!"

"..."

The fire mage's suggestion was quickly accepted by many of the door openers.

The few people who pushed open the door, knowing that Chu Yang was not someone to be trifled with, exchanged glances and tacitly remained silent.

In their opinion, it would be best if Chu Yang really agreed to share.

If Chu Yang disagrees, hehe~ Anyway, this idea wasn't theirs, so they shouldn't offend that monster, right?