Go back? There's no going back.

"Ok?"

The next moment, when Su Wei saw clearly the thing that intervened in the life-and-death battle between him and the young man, he was stunned.

Because, that was a person whose entire body was hidden under a cloak... No, it should be said that it was a ghost.

When Su Wei saw that the hand holding down the scarred young man under the other party's cloak was not made of flesh and blood, but white bones, his pupils suddenly shrank and he vaguely realized something.

At this moment, the desperate blockade around them collapsed, and a crisp sound of footsteps came from the corridor outside the house, coming from far away.

Almost at the moment when the footsteps were heard, the scarred young man who was firmly controlled by the undead in front of Su Wei became quiet and stopped struggling.

Soon, the office door was ajar and was pushed open by another pale bony hand.

Then, behind the undead, a tall figure in a black robe slowly walked into the room.

The moment he saw the other person's face clearly, Su Wei's breath stopped.

...

……

Old...mom?

Almost at the moment when these two words appeared in his mind, he heard the scarred young man's excited cry filled with joy.

"Mother!"

Chapter 45: I'll Let You Scream (13k)

That was, in a cold winter.

The boy was once the offspring of a great noble family in Sharan, but on his seventh birthday, he was taken to a room by his parents with strange expressions on their faces. He was surrounded by countless family members and was approached little by little with a syringe filled with some kind of black liquid. At this time, the sky outside the window suddenly collapsed.

Under the broken sky, the boy witnessed with his own eyes his parents and family members in the house wailing and falling to the ground, their eyes red, their abdomens swelling, their bodies twisting little by little, and finally turning into monsters.

In fear, he fled in a panic and joined the large group of people fleeing on the street outside.

Finally, after witnessing the horrific sight of living people being eaten by monsters in front of him again and again, the almost numb boy...miraculously escaped safely to a neighboring country.

But if you walk by the river often, your shoes will get wet sooner or later.

After that, the boy was confined to the slums as a vagrant and had to steal to make a living. Eventually, he was caught by his master one day.

His hands and feet were twisted to varying degrees, and he was locked in the house and tortured for several days.

Finally, when the homeowner lost interest, the boy was kicked out of the door and left on the street.

At that time, even though it was daytime, it was snowing outside and the weather was still terribly cold.

--Ruined.

Covered in sticky blood and freshly formed blood scabs, the young man bit the floor with his teeth and crawled to the foot of a wall with difficulty. He curled up into a ball and shivered.

——I’m already, finished.

Although I had anticipated this outcome when I first broke into someone's house to steal for a living.

But when this incident actually happened to him, the boy found that he was not as strong as he thought.

His face was pale and his pupils were gray.

...I don’t want to die.

He doesn't want to die.

After all, I just took some food and money, why should I be persecuted to this extent?

It is obvious that in the past, even if this group of lowly people wanted to give gifts to curry favor with our family... they were not qualified.

This is so strange.

This is so weird...

The brain that was still fantasizing yesterday about finding a way to get out of this slum when I grow up, going to the royal city to earn enough money, and living a rich and even luxurious life again, has now become blank.

The hands and feet that he relied on for survival were completely disabled.

The struggle was futile, and even the energy to shout had been exhausted after several days of torture.

In the end, the boy, who was shrouded in despair, gritted his teeth and cried, accepting the reality bit by bit.

However, the goddess of fate, who had never smiled at him since the demise of her country, finally favored him at the last moment.

The sound of slow and crisp footsteps rang in his ears, coming from far away and finally stopping in front of him.

The person seemed to be observing him.

Trembling all over, the young man suddenly became alert and subconsciously raised his head which was barely able to move, but he still lost his mind the moment he saw the other person's face.

What a beautiful face it was...what an unbearable face to look away from.

But why would such a good-looking person appear in such a slum?

And why... did he look numb, and then after seeing his own appearance clearly, he showed an expression of confusion and bewilderment?

Was she... expecting something?

They stared at each other for a long time. The woman in front of the boy blinked dejectedly, stood up slowly, and was about to turn around and leave.

“Please, please wait a moment…!”

Seeing this scene, the boy who was originally immersed in the other person's face finally came back to his senses and subconsciously opened his mouth.

"Please... please save me... I will do anything, please... please..."

Raising his head, a strong desire to survive surged into his mind. Looking at the last straw in his life, the young man summoned up all the courage in his life and prayed to the girl in front of him.

After saying this, the young man lowered his head in fear, waiting for the final judgment.

At this point, silence fell between the two again.

In the field of vision, the woman's legs were still standing there, and she did not turn around and leave.

She was looking at him quietly, but seemed to be looking at something else.

"……never mind."

I don’t know how much time passed, but the boy heard a tired sigh in his ears.

He quickly looked up at the other person.

"I'm still missing a material for the experiment, so the final result won't be very good."

At this moment, the beautiful woman in front of him seemed to have a sudden headache. Her brows were tightly furrowed, and she raised her right hand and pressed her forehead hard.

She said this calmly and turned away.

After a brief silence, the boy realized something and began to struggle and squirm on the spot.

His limbs, which were broken to varying degrees, were no longer able to support him as he crawled.

In desperation, he fell to the ground again, biting the uneven ground, and followed the woman using all four limbs.

That was his first encounter with the adult in front of him.

“Mother…!”

At this moment, in the spacious office, the scarred young man’s voice was echoing.

Even though his entire body was firmly controlled by the undead behind him, with half of his face pressed to the ground, he still tried his best to turn his head and look at the figure that walked into the room, his eyes burning.

But soon, as a drop of blood slid down the side of his face and dripped onto the floor in front of him, the scarred young man was stunned.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that his entire face... was still bloody from the conflict with a rat just now. He was seriously injured and had not fully recovered.

Realizing this, the scarred young man stopped talking and subconsciously lowered his head to prevent the other party from seeing his embarrassed face.

However, the undead that was controlling him from behind slightly increased its strength at this moment, and the scarred young man suddenly became unable to move.

In an instant, the scarred young man's face became extremely ugly.

Some time ago, in an experiment, in order to integrate more special physical abilities, he lay on the operating table covered in blood, and watched with his own eyes this adult manipulating the undead to sew piece after piece of flesh and skin that did not belong to him deeply onto his own body.

In the end, although it was unrecognizable... the experiment was successful again.

He did not disappoint that adult and became stronger again.

Moreover, after that experiment, the young man found some materials himself and carefully repaired his disfigured face.

Despite the repairs, his face no longer looked the same as before, and there were even several noticeable scars on it.

But the scarred young man discovered that after his appearance was changed, the adult's attitude towards him... suddenly changed.

Although she never said anything, she obviously liked his new face more.

Perhaps she herself had not noticed that since that day, the tone of her voice when speaking to him had unconsciously become much gentler, and she would occasionally stare in a daze at the left half of his face which actually looked a little out of place.

Although it was a bit unexpected that this perfect adult would be a somewhat strange face-obsessed person, the scarred young man was still excited about it.

He finally found a way to get a little closer to the other person.

Although later when he was trying to be clever and adjust his uncoordinated left face again, replacing it with a completely scar-free face that he thought was more pleasing to the eye, he almost failed.

However, taking advantage of the adult's sudden change in attitude, one month after the experiment ended and a new round of experiments was about to start, when the other party asked him if he needed anything as usual, the scarred young man plucked up the courage to ask the other party if he could call her "mother" in the future.

The scarred young man still remembers that moment vividly.

At that time, when she heard his unusual and even apparently reckless request, she just widened her eyes slightly and stared at him intently. She did not agree, but she did not shake her head to refuse either.

That day was the happiest day in Scarred Youth’s life.

Because he realized that after six years of persistence, he finally... made this adult fall in love with him.

It was also from that day that the scarred young man began to consciously take care of his body, especially his face.

After all, he now has a family again and is cared for by others.

However, what he never expected was that today, even though he had taken good care of his body, he still ended up in the hands of a rat who looked only at the second level... He capsized in the gutter.

When he thought of this, the scarred young man felt an uncontrollable murderous intent surging in his chest.

Now, thanks to the mouse, he was completely unrecognizable, and he recalled the time when he didn't even have the courage to look his mother in the eye.

He couldn't stand this.

He has seen the light.

He didn't want to go back to the time when he was treated coldly by his mother, even for a second.

"What's happening here?"

However, just as the scarred young man was praying that his mother would not look at him, the figure at the door had already looked at him.

She looked at his face, and after a slight pause, the tone of her voice became noticeably calmer than before.

"The noise you made just now was heard even downstairs."

At this moment, Eve, who was looking at the scarred young man lying on the ground with blood and flesh, and who had temporarily hypnotized the group of people on the first floor in a physical sense after doing some random work on the way here... was not in a good mood.

"What's wrong with your face? Can it be restored?"

Slowly walking to the front of the scarred young man and squatting down, the witch's voice became a little low inadvertently: "Did you damage the self-healing core in your body?"

"No, it's okay... The core is not injured, it's just that the injury is a bit serious in a short period of time, and it will recover after a while..."

Hearing his mother's voice, the scarred young man felt a chill down his spine, and his teeth chattered as he answered.

He could clearly feel that after seeing his current appearance, his mother's tone suddenly became much more unfamiliar.

"……Yeah."

Hearing this, the witch who brought disaster to the country blinked her eyes, and her slightly low tone returned to normal a little, and she turned to remind him: "Remember to pay attention to yourself at ordinary times. There are no redundant self-healing cores."

"Yes, I understand……"

The scarred young man responded quickly.

"..."

On the side, Su Wei stood there, watching the scene quietly.

Even her cold expression could not hide the concern in her words. After a moment of silence, Su Wei turned her head away quietly without saying a word.

"Um...Mother."