After school, he was then offered himself to a succubus

"Dad, Lin Yinmeng's music video is about to be filmed. If she makes a comeback with her new song, where will I put my face? I told all my friends that I want Lin Yinmeng to be my date at the next entertainment salon. And you, you just want to die and be done with it, doing nothing but making me lose face!"

"You bastard!" Boss Hong coughed violently a few times, glaring at his son, his emotions a mix of feelings.

Father and son stared at each other for a long time. Finally, General Hong realized something and let out a helpless sigh.

"Go get me a glass of water. You're my only son, do you think I'd shortchange you on money?"

"Alright!" Hong Jin grinned obsequiously. "Dad, I'll definitely burn a lot of money for you when you die! I'll burn some Moutai for you too!"

"roll!"

"Okay, okay, I'll get out of here! Want some baijiu? If I really brought Moutai, will you die from just one sip?"

"I told you to fill the water container!"

The door closed, and Boss Hong's already pale face turned red with anger. He stared at the ceiling, coughing incessantly, and quickly picked up the oxygen tube and took a few deep breaths.

"Gurgle!"

Just then, a crow cawed outside the window. General Hong looked in the direction of the sound and was suddenly captivated by the crow. He froze, as if he were about to die.

Suddenly, the crow transformed into a wisp of black smoke and entered the ward, circling above him. Its dark pupils reflected his aged face, and seemed to reflect his twisted life.

After several breaths, the light in General Hong's eyes gradually faded, as if some indescribable image had been implanted into his mind...

"Caw!" the crow sneered mockingly.

The man, who had remained calm and collected in the business world for decades, finally revealed a look of fear at this moment.

"What should I do to spare my life?"

"Donate money? Okay, I'll donate... to nursing homes and orphanages... to build a cemetery for my mother, anything is fine, as long as you spare my life!"

"What... donate it all? This, this won't do, my money isn't just mine..."

"Caw caw!" the crow shrieked, threateningly.

"Please, please! Don't be angry, I'll donate it all, I'll donate it all! Right now, right now, can you give me two days? Two days! Just give me two days!"

"Gurgle!"

"Just one day! Just one day is enough! How long will I live after I donate? Will I be able to live a little longer?"

The crow chuckled a few more times, offered no answer, and transformed back into black smoke, flying out the window and landing on Zhang Chen's shoulder.

Soon after, the sound of a man frantically dialing a phone could be heard in the ward.

"You really spared his life?" Zhang Chen asked.

"Caw! How is that possible?" a few crows laughed. "After being tormented by the curse, his lifespan will be greatly reduced, and he will only be able to prolong his life!"

"Ridiculous! Ridiculous! They're clearly rich, yet they're more afraid of death than the poor! We demons, on the other hand, are the highest-ranking and the least afraid of death!"

The lead crow stretched out its claw and pointed to the ward downstairs. "That woman downstairs could have been cured five years ago, but she kept delaying treatment because she didn't have enough money. Her minor illness turned into a major one, and her health was ruined. Her daughter almost died from exhaustion in the hospital."

"And this businessman, who makes the most unscrupulous money, enjoys the best resources!"

"Filial people don't get good rewards, and unfilial people don't get bad rewards! There's no justice in this world!"

Indeed, Zhang Chen could not deny it.

"Why do you humans distinguish between the rich and the poor when dealing with your own kind?" the crow asked.

“Isn’t that how monsters are?” Zhang Chen asked.

“In the past, we also killed each other.”

A crow said, "But most of the monsters in this world have been educated by the Pure Yang Daoist. They can recite the Three Character Classic and even the Analects!"

"Gurgle! Yes, the Pure Yang Daoist has written many books for demons! The more books you read, the higher your cultivation level will be! Everyone reads his books to cultivate and stops eating people!"

Zhang Chen was stunned. Had he actually made a contribution to the education sector?

No wonder the little mice in the house look at him with such resentment... Could it be that he designed a new era of monster cultivation system?

Go back and buy a few more sets of test papers for them to practice. You can save money on anything, but you can't skimp on education.

As Zhang Chen pondered, the crows began to caw again:

"The Pure Yang Taoist said that human society has undergone two evolutions. The first was the separation from apes, which was achieved through natural selection. Then, humans put apes in zoos!"

"The second evolution is about separating from the poor, which relies on the gap between the rich and the poor. Does that mean the rich will lock the poor in zoos in the future?"

"Did he really say that?" Zhang Chen was unaware of his own erudition.

“We don’t understand,” said a lame crow. “It was Lord Lark who told us.”

"Lin Yinmeng?"

Upon hearing this, the crows immediately scattered in chaos, bobbing up and down and cawing wildly. One of the more timid crows even soiled itself with droppings.

"Immortal! How did you know Lord Lark's true identity! Who exactly are you?!"

"Caw caw caw! I smell it! He has Lord Lark's sexual mark on him!"

"?"

"It really is! Immortal! You're doomed! You've been marked as a mate by Lord Lark!"

"together together together!"

"..." Zhang Chen listened to the crows cawing and was somewhat speechless.

When was it marked? How come he didn't know...?

"Great! So Lord Lark has finally emerged from the shadow of Daoist Chunyang! But why did you choose a human as your mate? Immortal! Tell us why!"

"I don't know, maybe it's because I'm handsome."

"No matter how handsome you are, you can't be as handsome as Daoist Chunyang! It's a pity that Daoist Chunyang has been dead for over three hundred years... You're just his substitute, you cuckolded immortal!"

The crows gathered around and laughed mockingly.

"..."

Is this considered being bullied?

"Never mind, you can take me downstairs, I'm fine."

Zhang Chen was too lazy to chat with these crows; they were all chatterboxes and their words were unpleasant.

Originally, he had wanted to ask these crows to persuade the boss to stop coercing Lin Yinmeng.

If Lin Yinmeng's new song and music video can be released normally, perhaps one of her long-cherished wishes can be fulfilled.

As it turned out, the crows were quite clever. Now the boss was all alone and couldn't do anything to Lin Yinmeng.

It's a roundabout way of achieving our goal.

I just don't know if there will be any other troubles later.

"Gurgle gurgle..."

As the crows laughed and were about to grab his shoulders to help him down, a curse suddenly erupted from the next ward:

"You donated it all? Dad? Are you fucking crazy? You're not leaving me any money when you die?"

“I will also take back the money in your hands. Either I will freeze your bank card, or you can transfer it yourself. If you transfer it yourself, I will leave you several hundred thousand, enough for you to live on.”

"I won't forward it! Hong Shirong, you're a fucking lunatic! You've done dirty things your whole life, and now you want to do good deeds on your deathbed? Then give me the money, that would be doing a good deed too!"

"...There's no room for discussion on this!" Hong Shirong roared, the syringe connecting his mouth and nose trembling.

"Discuss? Ha... You really don't consider me at all? What have I ever asked of you since I was a child? Now that I'm about to take over the company, you're going to cut off my escape route?"

“I’ve already arranged for someone to handle my personal shares and cash flow,” Hong Shirong said helplessly. “The die is cast, now it’s just a matter of what you’re left with.”

"Okay..." Hong Jin gave a forced smile, then suddenly began to examine the furnishings of the ward...

Zhang Chen and the crows watched this scene from outside, as if he had foreseen what was about to happen.

There are no security cameras in the VIP ward.

The next moment, the medical equipment connected to the businessman's body suddenly sounded an alarm. The businessman's chest heaved, his eyes widened, and he stared in disbelief at his son's actions...

Hong Jin seemed to have planned all of this in advance, and was obviously very familiar with the equipment used to maintain vital signs in the ward.

The electrocardiogram tends to be a straight line.

"Doctor! Doctor!" Hong Jin shouted in feigned panic, "My dad's heart hasn't stopped beating! Someone come quick! Where's the doctor? Where are the nurses?! If my dad dies, none of you will escape responsibility!"

The ward was in complete chaos.

Outside the ward, the crows remained silent, landing on the ground alongside Zhang Chen.

“Immortal, we are wrong. Bad people do get their comeuppance.” The leader of the crows muttered, “The wicked will be punished by the wicked.”

"Their whole family has your bloodline, right?" Zhang Chen asked.

"Goo-ga, yes, we must curse his son. They're all snakes and rats, equally wicked."

The crows looked at each other. "Caw, but patricide is far worse. We will make him suffer a fate worse than death, leaving him no room for repentance."

"Hmm." Zhang Chen knew that the crows wanted to ask him if he would side with humans.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?" he asked with a wry smile. "This is a crime in human society, you know."

"Coo-coo! What a wonderful immortal! We'll speak well of you to Lord Lark! We'll try our best to let you live a little longer!"

"?What's the meaning?"

"Immortal! Don't you know? The result of a female great demon mating with a human male is that the man will be completely drained," a crow said.

"Moreover, Lord Lark is a great demon among great demons, Immortal, please take care!"

The crows cawed and flew into the sky, ready to begin their new mission.

Zhang Chen waved them off, feeling a little apprehensive, his lower back aching slightly.

After all, he has seven of these female great demons in total.

As he walked to the hospital entrance, supporting his back, he hesitated whether to go back to the dog demon to have his kidney checked, just as the demon came running towards him, drawn by his scent.

"Sir! In that ward..."

Zhang Chen reassured him and stepped forward to pat him on the shoulder.

"Well, try to suppress this matter with Shen Nianxi. Don't worry about anything else. Sometimes, the methods of monsters are fairer than those of humans."