Chapter 95

"There's a movie playing upstairs. If you have something to say, please wait until the movie is over before you speak up. Otherwise, everyone will get angry."

The man in the black suit nodded to the two of them, turned and left.

Number One gradually came to his senses and realized that something was wrong with him. He touched his hair and a lot of it fell out. He was terrified, his eyes widened, and he stretched out his hand and asked, "What is this?"

He asked with shaking hands: "Do I have cancer? I heard that people with cancer who undergo chemotherapy will lose a lot of hair. It's terrible, terrible. Why don't you say anything? Is there no hope? Don't give up on me! Wuwuwu——"

He burst into tears.

Jongin helped him up from the ground and said to him, "It's not what you think. It's not like cancer suddenly took root in your body."

Number One looked at the hair in his hand and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

Paradise entered the elevator and replied: "You have worms in your hair."

Number One stuffed his hair into his trouser pocket and said with a smile, "Oh, then it's all right."

The elevator went up to the second floor, where a movie was playing. It was all black, except for the part hanging on the wall, which was a white cloth. It was very wide and large, and was emitting a flickering light.

"You're a bitch."

A man frowned and said to the woman.

The woman was stunned for a moment with her hair loose, and her face turned pale as she asked, "How have I ever let you down? You don't care about what happened between us! If you were like this from the beginning, I wouldn't have stood with you. You're like this, it really makes me wonder why I fell in love with you in the first place."

The man sneered, "Of course it's because you're blind. You idiot, don't you know how despicable you are?"

The woman widened her eyes and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

The man sneered, "Isn't that enough? When we were students, you followed me to the toilet and would rather kneel in front of me than give me a blowjob. OK, I promised you that you would follow me after class. I went to the bar to get rid of you, but you didn't care or know anything at all. You seemed to be a brainless person. When I drank, you took my drink. When I talked to people, you provoked me to quarrel."

The woman could hardly stand it any longer: "You were the one who had the fight with the other person! Don't even think about slandering me!"

The man yelled, "Nonsense! I didn't want to fight with anyone, but you kept instigating me. If you hadn't said that nonsense, no one would have thought that I wanted to fight with them. The reason I fought with them was all your fault. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gone to the bar, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have drunk, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have fought."

His mood softened, and he said with a mocking smile, "Do you think I caused your current situation? No, it's you. You got to this point by yourself. You say I slandered you? No, you are slandering me. Do you think you know everything in your heart? No, you are a fool, a complete bastard. Do you want me to explain it more clearly? Okay."

The woman slapped him and cursed, "You shameless thing! My family has much more money than yours. It's your blessing that you marry me. You have the best thing you can ever get in eight lifetimes, but you don't cherish it. And you still curse me? Do you have the nerve to do that? You are a scumbag! Don't you have a mother? You call yourself a scumbag all the time. Haha, who is more scumbag?"

My mother killed your father with her own hands, and you still came to me, fell in love with me, and married me. You are a scumbag, a complete scumbag."

The man clenched his fist, pulled the corner of his mouth, turned his head, touched the corner of his mouth, and said with a very mocking smile: "Do you think I don't know and I don't remember? You have fallen to this point, and you haven't woken up yet? You deserve it, because your family's money is all from the people's lawsuit, and your benefits are all obtained by your mother's murder. I just want to take revenge on your whole family, of course including you.

You are the first to bear the brunt of it.

You are the first and the last.

Don't you remember? You told your mother that if anything happened to me, you could die for me. Now if I kill you and disappear, everyone will think you committed suicide because you couldn't accept reality. No one will pursue me, blame me, or think of me. You will just be a dead person.

By the way, don't you deny that you are a loser?

I'll tell you in detail, your mother died of anger because of your heart disease, your father committed suicide because of guilt for having an affair and concealing the truth about someone else's death, and you have a brother, don't you? He liked you very much at that time, but what's the use? You pushed him away, he flew away, and he will never come back in this life, because this is a sad place, because you are here.

You know he likes you, and you also know that if you like me you can't marry him, and he knows all this, so he will never come back. You can't find anyone in this place who can help you, right?

Who do you think is responsible for all this? Of course it's me! Haha. Isn't it a little too late to realize it now? Don't show such a shocked expression. I still like the way you usually look at me, gentle, full of hope, full of love, a mean and stupid look, so easy to fool, it's simply that no one can set up a better trap than you.

Don't think that you can find your brother if you leave here now. Having said that, let me tell you the truth again.

I know where your brother is. After he left here, he wanted to care about you, but I stopped him. I watched him leave, which means I knew very well where he went. I observed him for a long time, chose a very good place, ambushed him, and told him that you wanted to see him, you regretted it, you wanted to run away with him and never come back, and stay away from me.

He believed it without hesitation. I told him an address, and when he arrived there, he was involved in an accidental shooting. A flying bullet hit him, and he died right away. There was no way he could come back.

Do you know what I was doing when he died?

I went abroad in person, saw his body, said my final goodbyes to him, told his body that you will belong to me for the rest of your life, asked him to give up, told him that the reason he died was because of his selfishness that could not recognize the truth, and that sincerity is the most useless thing, because he has it and I don't, so I won, and he died, and his death was also retribution, because his parents were such rubbish.

You are also a loser, but you have no self-awareness and are not as good as your brother, haha. Is it funny?

I claimed his body as a relative, watched it cremated, and scattered its ashes on the road. Nothing was left.

Are you happy that you can no longer find any trace of your loved ones?

Do you remember what happened back then?

My mother was favored by your father, who cheated on her and told her that he was not married, infertile, and had a lot of money, but his parents were old-fashioned and conservative. He told her that he would get married after he told her about his girlfriend. My mother believed him, and waited and waited, but in vain she gave birth to me and my sister. However, she could not wait any longer, so she wanted to look for your father, and then she disappeared.

I think she is either dead or ran away with someone. Anyway, she doesn't care about me and my sister.

My mother died when I was less than one year old.

Fortunately, before she died, the mentally ill woman remembered that she had a pair of children, so she found an honest man to take over. That man thought I was his child and raised me until I was three years old. Suddenly, he found a lot of evidence of her and your father's love among the things my mother did not take away. He could not accept the reality and committed suicide.

My dad passed away before I even started kindergarten.

My sister and I were sent to an orphanage because my father's relatives came to fight for the family property after he died. They didn't want to have us as a burden. Someone suggested that we go to the hospital for a blood test to see if the hospital could issue a paternity certificate. If it could be proved that we were my father's children, they could help raise us until we reached adulthood and then give us the portion of my father's inheritance that belonged to us.

However, the hospital's certificate stated that my father and I had no blood relationship. They kicked us out of the house. After we arrived at the orphanage, we were beaten and scolded every day. Do you know why? They said we didn't like to be clean, didn't want to take a shower and wash our hair every day, didn't wash our clothes thoroughly, and didn't wash our shoes. Our shoelaces were dirty and black.

They asked me to clean the dormitory by myself, but I couldn't do it. Before the teacher said anything, they ran over to ask why I didn't do it. My sister's situation was worse than mine because the people around her humiliated her first, saying that she was young, good for nothing, a bastard, and trash that no one wanted. It was all her fault that we were thrown into the orphanage…

My sister was crying loudly, but they were still laughing beside her. They kicked her from behind. There was water on the ground, so she slipped and fell on her arms and knees. Her nose was crooked and bleeding. When they saw the bleeding, they ran away. They didn't see that her injury was even worse. Her jaw needed stitches, and the teacher was terrified.

Later, my sister kept bleeding and crying, and she fell into a coma. The teacher sent her to the hospital, but was unwilling to take me with her because there was one more person to take care of, and the travel expenses, food and accommodation expenses would not be reduced, but might increase. I was rejected and there was nothing I could do.

I didn't know why things were like this at that time.

Later I met you. Do you know why I could recognize whose daughter you were?

Because one of my classmates was the son of my father's colleague before he committed suicide. When his father picked him up from school, he saw me and told me about what happened. He was a little sad. I have no interest in his emotions, but I know that you and I are enemies. "

The man smiled and said, "I wanted revenge at that time. You are really despicable, just like your parents, you are all trash. Do you know what happened after your student days? I worked hard and thought I had already taken revenge on you and could leave it alone. But your good brother found my company and told the boss that I was trash, so the boss fired me.

I worked diligently for a whole year, but I still had to pay the company a large sum of money. Do you know why? Because my boss wanted to sue me for hiding the truth.

Did you know that my sister was hospitalized for anemia? Are you still enjoying your life as a big lady? I couldn't afford the money. I worked overtime every day, at least 13 hours a day. I received three months' salary in advance, but the company fired me, saying it was a legitimate reason. Not only did they not give me the money, they also asked me to pay it back within two days. If I couldn't pay it back, I would be charged according to the market interest rate.

Do you know how much debt I was in during that time?

Later I paid back the money and found a new job, but your mother showed up and manipulated the list, causing me to lose the qualification for promotion. I thought that was the end of it, but then your father showed up and told me that I was his biological child. I thought it was ridiculous, but I couldn't refute it for a while because when I thought about it carefully, it seemed that this might really be the case.

But I had no interest in meeting him, and he asked me to think about it carefully. I didn't take it to heart, so your father deprived me of my bonus at the company and contacted the company again, asking me to leave in the name of work. Of course, the company transferred me away, and I was at the borderline of a state of war. Do you know where it is?

On an island 180,000 miles away, there is a river full of corpses. Everyone drinks the river water and collects corpses to make money. Every day when walking on the road, there is a possibility of being killed, robbed, stolen, or raped. These are not enough. They require everyone to eat cow dung on festivals.

Do you know what I'm thinking? I think I must come back and take revenge on your whole family. I can't get rid of the hatred in my heart unless any one of you is dead.

I was doing well at that place, and the company was going to transfer me back, but your father showed up again, so the company fired me. I had to figure out a way out on my own. When I came back, it was my sister's birthday, but she had leukemia. She died the next day. The doctor said she was waiting for me to come back, otherwise she would have died a long time ago. I thought, I shouldn't have come back.

But I will die with regret when I think of all of you still alive.

Why do you think I married you? Like you? No, I hate you. Every time I see you, I feel disgusted. Your whole family looks the same, hypocritical, with two faces. You are very happy when you see your own people, but you are cold when you see others, as if others owe you 100 billion yuan.

What do you think I like about you? The only thing I like about you is your stupidity.

Come to think of it, there is one thing you don't seem to know?

You are not your biological daughter at all. No one told you, right? Now that you know, are you happy? Are you relieved? You have no blood relationship with the dead. You don't need to feel sad for them, you don't need to avenge them, you don't need to work hard for them and go against your own heart and love, right? You should be happy! Hahaha——"

The man is very arrogant.

The woman looked like she couldn't accept it. She sat down on the ground, shook her head, and muttered, "Impossible."

She tightly grasped her brand-name bag, the surface of which was wrinkled by her pinching. The bag was something she bought with her mother when she went shopping before she got married. It had been many years. She began to shake her head frantically, trying to deny the facts. Her face was pale and her hair was very messy: "Impossible, impossible, impossible! You lied to me, you lied to me! Don't even think about lying to me!"

She stood up suddenly, stared at the man, and said angrily: "You must have someone else outside, so you hurt me like this, I don't believe it, you must still love me, right?"

The woman threw herself into the man's arms, stared at his face and asked, "You still love me, right?"

The man touched her face, smiling sinisterly and viciously with a hint of subtle pity. A closer look revealed disgust in his eyes: "You still can't figure it out at this point? Okay, I love you very much, I have loved you from the beginning to the end, but I dare not tell you about these past events, I am afraid that you will dislike me because of these, I am afraid that you will alienate me because of these, I am afraid that you will ignore me after you know about it, I am so scared."

The woman lowered her head, buried her face in her hair and the man's chest, and cried, "I knew you loved me."

The man smiled and said, "Yes, I love you."

The only way I can love you is to ask you to die.

The man asked, "Are you willing to die for me?"

His voice was soft and gentle, and he had returned to the state he was before he got married. He was in a stable mood, with a decent appearance, and a familiar smile on his lips. The woman looked up at the man, her eyes confused and stunned, and smiled slowly, "I do."

She took out a knife from her bag, and the man just looked at her. She stabbed the tip of the knife into the man's neck. The man was caught off guard, but reacted quickly and covered the woman's hand. He hit the woman with his elbow. The woman had to cover her abdomen, frowned, bent down, and blood flowed between her legs.

Without hesitation, the man pulled out the knife he carried with him and stabbed the woman in the neck, who did not raise her head. He pulled it out and stabbed it again until the blood covered her entire face. The woman slowly lay down with a vague and illusory smile on her face. She moved her lips and murmured, "I knew you never liked me. It seems that it was all wishful thinking. I was so wrong...

But I still love you. What can I do? It would be my happiness to die at your hands."

She closed her eyes and died.

The man looked at the woman's body with disgust on his face. He covered his neck and sneered, "Humph, you still want to lie to me when you are about to die? Do you think I will believe you? You are just a bastard. I will not be shaken by a few words. But you are still causing trouble for me at this time. You are really a bastard."

The movie is over.

It seemed that they entered the park quite late. Fortunately, they didn't have to wait for a long time, otherwise, No. 1 would be so hungry that he could faint. Besides, they didn't know where the middle-aged man outside was at this time. If he had finished his meal, he might go to Mei Zi's home to continue today's interview in a while. If they couldn't catch up, something might happen.

It's better to go back on time after dinner.

I scanned the second floor after the lights were turned on. The lobby on the second floor was magnificent and looked very beautiful, with a sense of grandeur. There were not many people, but this was just right. It was not crowded, not filled with sweaty, smelly feet, smelly armpits, and greasy hair, and there were seats available. It was indeed a hotel and was of a higher class than the outside world.

A man came up to me and asked, "Hello, what can I do for you?"

Paradise asked: "Who are you?"

"I'm the waiter here. You can call me Waiter No. 1 or Waiter No. 1."

"We are here to eat. What can we eat?"

"It seems that the guests need a menu. So, do you want to eat in the hall or in the private room?"

"The lobby."

Number One said.

"Private room."

Jongin said.

Both of them looked towards the paradise.

Paradise looked at the waiter and asked, "Is there any difference?"

The waiter smiled and said, "There is not much difference. The lobby is more lively, and the private room is quieter and safer. Since this is your first time here, today's service is free."

Number One blinked and asked in confusion, "But, when we were on the first floor, the receptionist told us that we need to pay here? Why are your words different? The receptionist didn't tell us that the first time was free. If it was free the first time, and the receptionist took our money, doesn't that mean that personal behavior has nothing to do with your hotel?"

The waiter smiled and said, "In theory, that's right. However, as far as I know, the front desk is only responsible for the first floor. It is a simple job to receive guests and answer questions. The salary is not high, and the benefits are relatively less than other jobs. It is normal to occasionally do some special activities for guests to get tips outside of work. There is no bad intention. Please don't misunderstand."

Number One insisted, "Not having money is no small matter. I don't benefit from it, so why should I give it up? Why should I care? Anyway, you took the money and didn't give it back to me. How can I misunderstand the facts? Speak normally."

The waiter smiled and said, "Okay, sir, what service do you need?"

Number One said, "I want money."

The waiter said: "We don't provide money delivery service."

Number One said, "I want the money that the front desk took away!"

The waiter smiled and said, "After checking, sir, our front desk did not charge you."

His expression suddenly changed, and he stared at No. 1 and asked, "Excuse me, sir, are you kidding me?"

Number One took a step back but refused to give in. He stood up straight and said, "I didn't! The front desk just took some of our money."

The waiter said: "That's not what you said before. According to the hotel's rules, as punishment for teasing the waiter, I will charge you a fee!"

As soon as he finished speaking, No. 1 covered his face and screamed, "Ouch, ouch, it hurts, ah ah ah——"

Leyuan and Jongin went to look at Number One's face and found that one of Number One's eyes was missing. The black eye socket was just hanging in the air, as if he had never had an eyeball. However, before entering the hotel, Number One's eyeball was still there.

Number One was in so much pain that he just squatted on the ground and yelled. When he realized that it didn't help, he rolled over on the ground and yelled, "It's itchy, it's itchy, help me, help me--"

Jongin frowned, looked at the waiter and asked, "Isn't that enough? Besides, the front desk did take some money."

The waiter smiled without any pressure and said, "After checking, yes, the front desk took some money from you two today. Do you have any comments?"

Jongin asked, "Are you not going to pay me back?"

The waiter smiled and said, "The front desk is responsible for the first floor, and I am responsible for the second floor. I don't know what happened on the first floor, and I am not involved in the first floor's affairs. If you have any questions about related matters, you can go to the first floor to ask the front desk. The hotel will support all your legitimate actions."

Leyuan sneered: "Proper? Whether it is proper or not is up to you. If it is up to you to say it casually, who knows what is proper and what is not?"

The waiter looked at the park and smiled, "That's not the case. We have clear rules. The employee rules are circulated among employees, and the guest rules are hung on the wall. You can see them at any time in the corridor. Did you come up from the elevator? If so, it's normal not to see them. It's not that we don't have relevant rules. Please don't misunderstand the hotel's legitimacy."

Le Yuan sneered: "You didn't say that before."

The waiter smiled and said, "Because we have a rule that we cannot mention too many things other than service to guests before they ask us."

Zhong Ren said: "Are you going to pay back the money collected by the front desk?"

The waiter smiled and said, "It depends on whether the owner of the money wants it or not. If the guest wants it, the front desk will return it. If the guest is willing not to take it back, we can provide you with some special services that are not on the menu."

Jongin asked, "Including returning this person's eyes?"

The waiter smiled and said, "Of course. Are you sure you don't want to ask the front desk to collect the money that was taken away, and use this opportunity to restore this guest's eyes to their original state?"

Jongin nodded.

The waiter looked toward the park.

Le Yuan also nodded.

The waiter smiled and said, "Okay, that's for you."

Number One was lying softly on the ground, but suddenly he jumped up, crawling up from the ground like a fish with two legs. He touched his eyes that had returned to normal, and laughed, "I'm fine, I'm fine! Hahaha, I'm fine!"

He quickly said to Lok Won and Jongin, "Thank you both."

The two nodded.

Number One snorted at the waiter again and hid behind Leyuan and Jongin, trying to hide himself in the shadows to avoid being punished by the waiter.

The waiter still had the same face and smile as when he first appeared. He looked at Rakuen and Jongin and asked, "What else do you two need?"

Paradise looked at No.1 and asked, "How about you eat some more?"

Jongin looked at the waiter and asked, "Do you have any recommendations?"

The waiter smiled and said, “Yes.”

He looked at No. 1 and said, "This guest seems to have just experienced the development and growth of insect eggs on his head before going upstairs. This is a very energy-consuming task. I recommend using like to complement like. There is a dish on the menu that is very suitable, and its name is Insect Feast.

The main ingredients are various insects, and the auxiliary ingredients are related plants, such as rice worms cooked with white porridge, winter worm and summer grass soup, cabbage worms fried with vegetables, cicadas roasted with locust leaves, soft and glutinous white silkworms steamed with ginkgo glutinous rice...

If guests choose the insect feast, they can randomly select at least three dishes from the same category on the menu, and can order up to ten dishes at a time. It is very cheap and affordable, and it is a delicious dish that most first-time guests are willing to try. "

Number One frowned and asked angrily, "What's the big deal? What if I don't eat it?"

The waiter turned to Number One, with a meaningful smile on his face with large shadows, looking particularly eerie and terrifying. No. 1 didn't know why he always felt that the waiter was very malicious towards him. If he had to choose a waiter among the amusement park, Jongin and Number One as the first target of attack, Number One had no doubt that he would be the first to be killed.

Number One flinched.

The waiter, still smiling flawlessly, replied, "If the guest does not replenish his energy, it won't be long before his brain withers and decays because the energy for the growth of the eggs has been withdrawn in advance. At that time, the guest will be unable to think or move, and will become a emaciated zombie in an instant.

If there is enough water, it will turn into a black sticky mass, but if there is not enough water, it will turn into ash that will break into pieces when you knock it..."

Seeing that the waiter was about to continue talking, Number One quickly interrupted him: "Stop talking! Stop talking!"

The waiter stopped talking and smiled with an inexplicable satisfaction, as if he had just received something he needed from No. 1's emotional fluctuations.

The park asked the waiter: "The reason for the situation you described is that the eggs have absorbed most of the body's energy in advance and have not been replenished in time. In addition, without the host's knowledge, a large number of newborn eggs have been left behind. At this moment, those eggs are hatching and are about to break out of their shells to move around. Is this the reason for the lack of energy?"

The waiter smiled and said, "You are very close, but still a little off. However, this is the first time for the customer to come into contact with us, and he can guess these things right away. His brainpower, comprehension and acceptance are already very good."

Paradise looked at No.1 and asked, "You really don't want to eat?"

Number One wanted to firmly shout that he would not eat, but when he looked around, he saw that everyone around him was eating very well, as if the food was nothing special. He overcame his psychological barrier, closed his eyes, and replied, "I am willing to eat!"

Le Yuan smiled and said, "Okay then."

Jongin looked at the waiter and asked, "You just said that it's free because it's our first time here. Now we want to order a bug feast. Is that ok?"

The waiter nodded and said, "Okay, is it in the lobby or in the private room?"

Number One trembled, looked bitter, and answered helplessly: "Just stay here. I don't want to walk anymore. I'm afraid if I walk too far, my legs will become weak and I won't be able to get up. That would be too embarrassing and troublesome."

The waiter looked at Leyuan and Zhongren, and when they both nodded, he smiled and said, "Okay, please take a seat. I will go to the kitchen and inform the chef to prepare the insect feast."

He paused and asked, "How many dishes would the guest like?"

As the waiter spoke, he actually took out a board. There was a thin layer of paper on the surface of the board, but the paper could never be turned over. It was as if there was a bottomless pit underneath, a magic book that could never be finished.

Number One took it and looked at it curiously, then covered his head, lay on the table, and muttered, "It hurts, it hurts, could it be that this waiter is trying to hurt me?"

The waiter smiled and said, "No, sir. When you arrived on the second floor, you watched a movie. Do you remember? The movies here are different from those outside. Ordinary movies only provide stories and viewing experience. The movies here will bring guests a sense of hunger and enjoyment. You are slow to react. It does not fall within the scope of my murder."

Number One felt humiliated and blushed. He raised his head and looked at the waiter and asked, "How can I get out of this state? I feel terrible. I'm starving. I feel like I can eat a whole cow in one breath. It's so comfortable, as if my body is soaking in a hot spring. I don't want to leave here. That won't work!"

The waiter replied: "You just need to consume here, eat the food, and you will just feel happy."

As we all know, food can dispel hunger and bring happiness.

Number One nodded doubtfully, and after some hesitation, he believed the waiter's words. He lay on the table, exhausted, his face pale, but his lips were as red as if they had absorbed blood: "Okay, then hurry up, I can't wait any longer."

His voice was very weak and a little strange, as if he was about to lose control and make ambiguous and strange noises.

His neck turned red.

Lok Won and Jongin remained calm and looked like they were not affected at all.

Number One couldn't help but feel a little strange. After lying on the table for a while, he changed his posture, tilted his head and looked at the two people opposite him. He closed one eye and looked at their conditions. He found that their complexion and expression were normal, and their bodies had not changed. It seemed that he was the only one affected. He was a little frustrated and frowned and asked, "Am I too weak?"

Paradise said, “That’s not the case.”

He looked at No. 1, nodded, and said affirmatively, "No."

Number One belongs to the category of humans, but Lok Won and Jongin do not.

The impact on Number One is a normal human reaction, and it is not bad compared to ordinary people.

Paradise does not mean to blame him.

Number One asked, "Why haven't you changed at all? I want to be like you."

His words were full of envy.

Zhong Ren hesitated for a while and said, "It's not impossible. I have a way. However, you may not be able to accept it."

Number One asked curiously, "What can I do? Tell me about it. Maybe I can do it!"

He was still a little excited.

Jongin said, "If you die here and become part of the weirdness, I will be able to make you close to me, but not exactly the same."

Number One asked: "If I commit suicide, will I become stronger?"

Jongin nodded. “Theoretically, yes.”

Number One asked: "If I am tortured and killed, will I become stronger? What is your state?"

Jongin said, “Yes, about one percent.”

Number One lost interest. "Forget it. I don't feel strong enough. I don't have confidence in my endurance. Even if I want to become stronger, I can't endure particularly severe pain. I may not be able to maintain a normal mood after the incident is over. Instead, I will blame the two benefactors. That would be my fault."

He shook his head, looking much more irritable.