Chapter 195: The Strange Pseudo-Romance Variety Show's Heartthrob (38)

[Look]

As soon as I answered the little black cat, relevant information about Luo Zhu was quickly transmitted.

Luo bamboo, formerly known as Luozhi.

On my ninth birthday, I accidentally broke into a room in the house that I was never allowed to go to. It was like opening Pandora's box and releasing the monster in my heart.

There he saw his mother.

He sang praises to the wall, muttered something mysteriously while holding the cross, like a fanatical believer in God.

The dim light of candles illuminated the room.

Compared with other exquisitely decorated rooms in the house, this room is a simple and unfinished house.

There are strange patterns painted on the walls.

His mother lifted the cross, as if swearing allegiance, and then threw it down fiercely, uttering foul curses.

Luo Zhi had never seen such a hysterical look before.

His mother picked up the small bucket next to her and poured the red liquid onto the wall, muttering to herself.

Luo Zhi was about to quietly leave the room.

Unexpectedly, his mother heard the noise, dropped the bucket and turned to look at him. When she realized that the person was her son, her face was full of sadness.

"How could you come here? If you desecrate the rituals of Lord Li Shen, we will suffer the consequences."

Since then.

His mother became even stranger. She would often bring him to that unfinished house, make him kneel down and beg for forgiveness from Lord Li Shen, and would even cut him to make him bleed.

The mother's behavior also became increasingly strange.

As time passed, resentment quietly built up. The boy's body was covered in scars, and his mother often forced him to worship the strange patterns in the unfinished house.

"I'm doing this all for your own good. If your heart is sincere enough, you can achieve eternal life!"

This is what his mother always said.

One day later, his mother said that she had received a decree from Lord Li Shen, who was coming to cleanse his body and completely free him from the shackles of the secular world.

Until this moment.

Luo Zhi understood that this crazy woman was beyond help.

Resentment accumulated and twisted his mind. In a state between half asleep and half awake, he seemed to hear a hazy voice.

After waking up again——

He found himself in a vast space, where a masked weirdo announced loudly and exaggeratedly that the game had officially begun.

It wasn't the love game we have now.

It is an escape game, and only a few people survive in the end.

When they were about to leave the game, there was a quota limit. And Luo Zhi also chose at that time...

Get a spot using cruel methods.

At that time, some people said that they had no choice but to do so in order to survive. As a mother, you should always hope that your child can get out safely.

But even later, Luo Zhi left the game.

Back in reality, seeing that his mother's consciousness was still trapped in the game and now unconscious, he chose the same thing.

That year, he was ten years old.

He said that because he knew he was under the age limit, he could avoid criminal responsibility. Yes, he knew all that, so he acted without restraint.

How was this matter finally resolved?

He was detained for three years and when he was released three years later, he was only thirteen years old.

In reality, many people even applauded and praised his work after learning that his mother was a high-ranking member of a cult.

And this evil cult was also wiped out.

Online public opinion was overwhelmingly one-sided, with many expressing sympathy for Luo Zhi's plight and the fact that such a young child had been subjected to such brutality. How desperate must one be to resort to such extreme self-defense?

They feel sorry for the children.

Luo Zhi's broken mind became even more distorted by such a voice.

Age is like a golden medal of immunity from death.

They often use their own ideas to speculate about their children, not realizing that in this fast-paced information age, it is easy to catalyze their growth. Not to mention, children from families with problems will mature more precociously and be more sensitive.

No one mentioned this matter.

Not many people know that Luo Zhi, the heir of the Luo family, left for three years, and when he came back, he changed his name to Luo Zhu.

This memory of the past.

It seemed as if it had been forgotten.

They are nurturing demons, exploiting loopholes to allow these demons in young skins to grow, and if they fail to correct their mistakes in time, and fail to change from the inside out, they will only become more and more outrageous.

It creates a completely twisted mind.

Wrong cognition, wrong values, and wrong life trajectory.

【I see】

After reading Luo Zhu's information, Qiao Xi suddenly realized that it was no wonder that he could act so efficiently. It turned out that he had experience in this.

I can't tell.

[This method seems to work. Do you want to use it? ]

The little black cat closed the file and looked at Qiao Xi who was already sitting at the desk reading a book.

[Force cannot solve all problems, but having force and power makes it easier for you to communicate rationally with others.]

What’s the use of being powerful?

Society is governed by the law. Violence cannot solve problems. No matter how powerful one is, one cannot harm others at will.

[Oh, okay then]

The little black cat was a little disappointed and wondered whether he should change to a script with a less restrictive background next time.

The little white cat was silent for a long time, and finally spoke at this time.

[Taowu is back, host, do you want to go meet him? ]

Qiao Xi put down the book in her hand and stretched lazily. [Of course I have to go see her.]

She was so scared that she must be crying to her brother for comfort.

She knew that the live broadcast room was still paying attention to her.

After stretching, Qiao Xi rubbed her eyes. When she put her hands down, tears were already welling up in the little girl's bright and clear almond-shaped eyes, and her mouth was pouting in grievance.

She left the desk dejectedly.

It seems that he was in a really bad mood and was going to find something to eat to comfort himself.

Come to the kitchen.

She opened the refrigerator, stood on tiptoe, and reached for the strawberry sandwich cookies on the top shelf.

Before she even touched it.

A slender hand took her biscuit away first, and Qiao Xi subconsciously turned her head to look over.

She happened to see the red-haired young man holding her biscuit, leaning beside her with one arm folded, looking at her leisurely, with a slightly raised brow as if he was a little surprised.

"What? You're crying because you can't have snacks?"