Go back to the past.

This became the force that enabled Xia Chuhe to stand up again.

Xia Chuhe staggered to the elevator leading to the underground base.

Neither the Spark's men nor the guards stopped her. Their expressions were filled with fear, as if they had witnessed something incomprehensible.

Xia Chuhe pressed the open button, entered the elevator, and pressed the close button...

The elevator doors opened again, and she saw the person she least wanted to see at that moment.

Xia Qingxue said coldly, "Where are you going?"

Xia Chuhe didn't answer, but pushed her aside and continued walking forward.

Xia Qingxue grabbed Xia Chuhe's shoulder: "Stop!"

Flames rose from Xia Chuhe's shoulder, burning Xia Qingxue's palms until the skin was torn and bleeding.

Xia Qingxue gritted her teeth, remained silent, and still wouldn't let go.

Xia Chuhe extinguished the flames and reluctantly called her in a low voice, "Mom."

Xia Chuhe felt wronged.

She didn't understand why.

The person in front of her was clearly her closest relative, the one who brought her into this world, the one who once called her "baby" and cared for and loved her in every possible way.

But why did it turn out like this?

She did nothing wrong, so why treat her like this?

Why don't you love her?

Why do all the people who love her leave her?

Xia Chuhe didn't understand what he had done wrong.

Xia Qingxue was in so much pain that cold sweat beaded on her forehead. With her other intact hand, she handed over a mirror, her tone still harsh: "Look at yourself now."

Xia Chuhe took the mirror.

Her gaze immediately focused on those eyes.

The left eye, corrupted by the Eye of Malice, glowed with golden light, and within that golden light grew a beautiful mushroom.

The kind of pretty mushroom that looks poisonous at first glance.

Her right eye, at first glance, is quite ordinary.

Upon closer inspection, one can see that it is covered with a layer of black gloom, as if it has an eye disease.

Xia Chuhe felt an itch in his right eye.

She rubbed her eyes and pulled her lower eyelids open.

Her lower eyelids were not the normal fleshy red color, but were covered with black granulation tissue, like undeveloped tiny tentacles.

The monster in the black water did not die.

It made its home in Xia Chuhe's body.

Xia Chuhe returned the mirror to Xia Qingxue and scoffed, "I'm fine as I am, what do you want?"

Xia Chuhe did not expect to hear a gentle and caring response from Xia Qingxue.

However, Xia Qingxue's answer still surprised Xia Chuhe.

Xia Qingxue said sincerely, "Go to hell. If you die, the world will be clean."

Xia Chuhe heard a piercing roar, the sound originating from her own brain. She saw Xia Qingxue's mouth opening and closing, but heard no more unreasonable demands.

Xia Chuhe ignored Xia Qingxue and walked slowly but firmly to the auxiliary station of the central base. The staff did not stop her.

Driving off-road vehicles, from the central base to the cape base, and then back to the ground, we returned to the food and amusement park.

Passing by the trading market, Weng Xintian, representing Changsheng, came to settle Bu Yi's property with Xia Chuhe.

After finishing his business and signing the contract, Weng Xintian stared into Xia Chuhe's eyes and suddenly asked, "You've already become a monster, why aren't you dead yet?"

Xia Chuhe had far less tolerance for Weng Xintian, and a murderous rage rose from his palm.

Xia Chuhe's vision blurred, and everything slowed down, even the flickering of the flames became calm.

The world flows slowly, but Changsheng walks in unhurriedly from outside the door, calmly carrying Weng Xintian out, and then comes back in alone.

Xia Chuhe had only just finished raising his hand.

A tentacle emerged from Xia Chuhe's eye and, as Changsheng curiously approached, unexpectedly wrapped around Changsheng's neck.

Everything is back to normal.

Xia Chuhe sneered: "You're quite good to him."

The tentacles were controlled by Xia Chuhe, loosely resting on Changsheng's neck.

Chang Sheng laughed and said, "He's right, you're a monster, you should die."

Xia Chuhe tightened his tentacles, but Changsheng didn't struggle. His face turned bright red, yet he still smiled: "You...want...to...kill...all...people...who...say...that...it...is...not...easy..."

If Xia Chuhe wanted to kill all those who spoke disrespectfully, he would probably have to kill everyone in the world.

Xia Chuhe maintained a force that was strong enough to restrain, but not suffocating: "Hand over the energy of the trading arena's rules."

Chang Sheng remained silent for a long while before finally saying, "Alright."

Changsheng pointed out the direction to Xia Chuhe, and the two arrived at an ordinary basement. In the basement was a printer that worked automatically without requiring any energy.

The printer dispenses paper regularly.

Each sheet of paper was a contract with special legal effect.

No wonder the Cape Trading Market can offer so many special contracts.

Xia Chuhe had no intention of using the printer; he simply aimed it at the printer and unscrewed his watch.

The printer suddenly stopped working as if it had been unplugged, and the half-printed paper got stuck in the output tray.

The quicksand effect on the dial has doubled in size, occupying approximately two-thirds of the entire dial area.

Xia Chuhe released the tentacles that had been binding Changsheng and turned to leave.

"I'm begging you, please? Let everything end with your death, or you'll kill everyone." Changsheng's voice was filled with vicissitudes and sorrow.

Xia Chuhe remained unmoved.

She drove her car to the vicinity of the original location of the Happy Five-Star instance and parked to rest.

While traveling day and night at the base, Xia Chuhe would rest directly in the car. The same continued after leaving the base.

The dream that hadn't come for a long time returned tonight.

Xia Chuhe dreamed of two versions of himself.

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