Chapter 34
“However, I have to thank you,” Shen Huaixin tilted his head, and patted Shen Chumo’s face lightly with his slender fingers, “Without you, how could I monopolize the love of my parents in the future?”
"No, I am..."
"You're a monster, silly lame," Shen Huaixin pinched his swollen face until it was deformed, "Why, you still want to quibble? Do humans have your recovery ability? Or are humans immortal?"
“…”
In the dream, Shen Chumo was in a third-person perspective and could clearly feel the pain inflicted by the other person. He stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar pretty face. The growing doubts made him waver in his own existence. Everything in the dream began to crumble, and countless black blood oozed out from the cracks at the top of the dream and dripped onto the two of them.
The two of them were completely unaware of this. Shen Huaixin's face was stained with blood and looked hideous: "You came here to fight for the family property, right?"
"I," Shen Chumo murmured, his expression dazed, "I came here to make my mother happy. I came here to report Ping..."
Shen Huaixin was impatient and interrupted him: "You are talking so high-soundingly, isn't it just to occupy the magpie's nest?"
Invisible cracks expanded, and countless sticky blood streamed down, pouring into the narrow basement and quickly submerging the scene. Only a heart-pounding coldness and suffocation remained, a feeling not physical but coming from deep within the heart.
When Shen Chumo opened his eyes, he realized that he was still alive. Sometimes he couldn't tell reality from dreams because the two were too similar, but every time he saw Shen Huaixin in the real world, he felt it was real.
...Who is he? Isn't he "Chen Chumo"? Isn't he... human?
He reached for his phone aimlessly, his expression dazed, not knowing whether he wanted to find a sense of belonging in the vast network, or to do something to gather his scattered attention.
Then, Shen Chumo's eyes gradually fixed on the latest news.
Shen Huaixin asked, what is the composition about?
Blood boiled in his head, and for a moment, he couldn't remember anything. After a while, he slowly typed out two words.
Shen Chumo: Anchor Point.
For some reason, Shen Huaixin slept very deeply at night. Even when he woke up, he felt as if he was still in a dream. He was groggy and his brain was a little stagnant.
Not getting enough rest? Or overworking your brain?
Shen Huaixin rolled lazily on the princess bed and buried his head in the pillow. He was too lazy to think about anything, and even wanted to find a reason to take a sick leave.
[System: Host, the pollution factor in the basement spread slightly last night, and you are slightly contaminated.]
[Chen Huaixin:! So this is what pollution is? How amazing!]
[System: Once you become severely contaminated, you will become the source of contamination and lose control of your body. Therefore, please complete the backstab mission as soon as possible after the contamination outbreak.]
[Chen Huaixin: Ah, yes, yes, I’ll get some sleep first… Zzzz…]
【system:……】
After finally sending Shen Huaixin away, who was still in bed, Shen's mother yawned and planned to take a nap. At this time, the sound of automatic unlocking came from the door handle.
"What did you forget to bring, Xinxin?" She smiled and untied the apron tied around her waist.
Mother Shen didn't respond for a long time. She turned around and realized that the person standing at the door was her other child in name. Her expression suddenly turned cold. Seeing Shen Chumo approaching, she took a step back and said coldly,
"You're still not in school this late, are you planning on embarrassing me by being late?"
"Mother."
It would have been fine if she hadn't screamed, but after she screamed, Mother Shen's eyes became even colder, disgusted, and disgusted...all kinds of emotions surged up, her stomach churned, and she felt nauseous, but when she saw Shen Chumo's panic as if he was walking on thin ice, a sense of revengeful pleasure emerged in her heart.
This is also the reason why she still keeps this bastard.
"Chu Mo," Shen's mother sneered, and said in a tone that could sting the other party even more, "Recently, there was a short circuit in the basement line, and it seems that the power is out. But anyway, you don't usually use it, so just cut it off. Just consider it as saving us some electricity bills.
"Hurry up and go to school. Don't forget to bring Xinxin's dessert." She took out a portion of pudding from the refrigerator and handed it to Shen Chumo, without leaving any for him.
Mother Shen wanted to see jealousy and bitterness on Shen Chumo's face, but to her disappointment, he just pursed his lips and remained silent, as if he was a little absent-minded, and did not focus on the conversation. Finally, he spoke,
"Mom, am I...your child?"
There was a subtle tremor in his voice, ready to break at any moment.
“…”
Mother Shen pulled her face down: “What do you mean?”
Seeing her gloomy expression, Shen Chumo breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps he was overthinking it, influenced by the dream, which made him suspicious. His mother treated him so well, how could he ask such a heartbreaking question...
However, the next second, Shen's mother's voice was as sharp as a knife——
"Bastard, you still have the nerve to ask?"
Shen Chumo was stunned.
Shen Huaixin felt unwell all over and felt drowsy all morning. The past events kept echoing in her mind. However, every time she cleared her mind, after a few seconds, she would continue to daydream again after hearing a few casual words from the teacher, as if a passive skill had been triggered.
This is how inspiration comes.
Shen Huaixin pressed his solar plexus, trying to keep himself awake, but the dizziness was a physiological reaction that could not be controlled by will.
[System: Host, the phone is ringing.]
As luck would have it, the bell rang, and Shen Huaixin secretly rubbed his phone into his pocket and sneaked out of the classroom.
She found a corner and called back: "Hello, who is this?"
"Ah, hello, is this Mr. Shen?" The other party was a young, confident male voice, speaking quickly. "I'm the copyright agent for Source Creative Culture Company. We saw your singing video and were deeply moved, so we specifically asked for your contact information. Coincidentally, I live in the same neighborhood as you. If it's convenient, I'll come to visit and discuss copyright cooperation matters."
"Thank you, not interested."
Shen Huaixin didn't expect that another agent would come to him. Just as he was about to hang up, he heard him add on the phone: "Mr. Shen, don't worry! If you have any needs, just let us know. Everything can be discussed!"
"No need to discuss. This song is not my original creation, so there is no copyright issue."
As Shen Huaixin was speaking, there was a sudden "sizzling" sound of electrical interference from the other end of the phone. She frowned and faintly heard a series of indescribable strange sounds, like bones dislocated and twisted, clothes torn,
"My... original..."
"Sir, are you all right?"
"Copyright... all mine... mine..."
The call was disconnected. Not hung up, but the signal was lost.
Shen Huaixin still maintained the posture of holding the phone, his eyes dull.
The sky darkened, just as her heart sank. Months of campus life, hours spent with friends... Like a bubble inflated to its limit, it burst the moment it sensed something unusual. A system alert echoed in her mind.
[System: Host, it's time to complete the final mission.]
So fast...? It was so sudden that it was unbelievable.
[System: As soon as possible, before widespread panic occurs, otherwise the roads will be congested.]
Shen Huaixin suddenly felt a sense of absurdity. Human lives were at stake, and countless lives were hanging by a thread, while the system was still calmly analyzing the possibility of traffic jams on the road.
But its suggestion made sense, so Shen Huaixin could only call the driver in advance and order him to pick him up as soon as possible.
Although the driver tried to dissuade the young lady from skipping classes, he still drove over to pick her up after Shen Huaixin insisted and repeatedly assured him that only one person would bear the consequences.
On the way, Shen Huaixin kept calling the phone at home, from Shen's mother to Shen Chumo, and then to Shen's father who was away on a business trip, but all the calls showed that the phone was turned off and no one answered. She suddenly remembered a setting - pollution can affect electromagnetic waves, and can even be used to eavesdrop and interfere with the waves.
Could it be that when Shen Chumo exploded, he blocked the signals in the surrounding area?
She sat in the car, checking the time every few seconds. The driver saw her in the rearview mirror, feeling uneasy, and asked, "Miss, is there something urgent?"
"Yeah," Shen Huaixin nodded, "drive faster."
The driver laughed and said, "Don't worry, it's just a short distance. With my 20 years of experience as a driver, I can handle it..."
Before he finished speaking, a loud "bang" sound came from the front, and the luxury car suddenly braked. The two people's bodies leaned forward due to inertia, and then they just managed to stabilize. The driver felt his face burning, and he coughed dryly.
"There seems to be a car accident up ahead. I'll get out and take a look."
Shen Huaixin knew the dangers of pollution very well, so he hurriedly grabbed his sleeve and refused to let him go down: "Don't go for now, go around the side."
"That's fine." The driver obeyed, releasing the brake and steering around. As he passed the accident site, he looked around curiously and saw a mass of blood and flesh stuck to the wrecked front of the car.
Because he was in a hurry, the driver did not notice that the blurry mass of flesh and blood was slowly wriggling and trying to get into the car body through the gap in the front of the car. Even if he had noticed it, he would have thought it was an illusion caused by the car driving.
"Oh shit, that's horrible... It's all turned into meat paste. Miss, don't look at it, you will have nightmares." He was so scared that his heart was beating wildly. He quickly turned his face away, not daring to look at it any longer.
“…”
The change happened too quickly. In such a short time, pollution had already appeared visible to the naked eye, and the closer to home, the more serious the pollution.
As the destination approached, the driver started coughing and drove less steadily.
Shen Huaixin didn't want to hurt anyone, so he said despite the dizziness: "Put me down, you're making me carsick, I'll get off and walk home. Also, don't go to work when you're sick, it'll be bad if you infect me. I'll give you one day of sick leave, go home and recover before coming back."
"Maybe my high blood pressure is acting up. I keep feeling dizzy. I need to go home and take some blood pressure medicine."
The driver shook his head, trying to stay awake, but the people on the street appeared double. It was called double, but only the heads were heavy. The person's thin shoulders were supported by two identical heads, which looked strangely heavy.
"My blood pressure is so high that I'm hallucinating..." The driver stopped the car and muttered to himself, "I need to go home and get some rest."
沈懷欣打開車門，剛一出來，就明顯感覺到周圍氣壓變幻，令人呼吸滞澀，腦中思緒煩亂，情緒變化加劇。沈懷欣往前跑去，險些被石子絆了一跤，就有股克制不住的暴躁與煩悶，一腳把石子踢飛很遠。
她胸口起伏，咬牙壓下躁動，強迫自己冷靜下來。
“媽媽，初墨，等我。”
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