At the same time, on the other side of the villa.
Artest also changed into a new and neat tuxedo. Rod sat in the back, looking at his companion who was adjusting his clothes in front of the floor-length mirror, his brows slightly furrowed.
"Why don't you change?"
"Although Brother Yan is hospitable, you still have to dress up. There are clothes of all sizes in the closet. Choose one and we'll go to the main hall later." A Tai said as he buttoned up his sleeves and opened the closet door beside him.
Rod didn't get up. He glanced at the wardrobe and said slowly, "Atai, shouldn't you calm down a little?"
A Tai's expression remained unchanged as he asked, "What are you trying to say?"
"This is the Horror Domain, not some paradise. Any fantasy that person has is an illusion. Don't be foolish."
"The residents here have turned into ghosts. If they want to get out, they can only conquer this copy." Rhodes said in a deep voice, glancing at the door.
"I know exactly where this is. I don't need to be reminded."
"But look here, we can enjoy everything, even if it's a dream, so what?" Artest spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and looked indifferent.
Rod narrowed his eyes: "You are a ghost tamer."
"Your family outside is still waiting for you to come back..."
"Speaking of family," Artest suddenly interrupted Rod, turned around to look at him, and slowly said, "Your little son is the regret of your life, right?"
Hearing these three words, Rhodes' expression changed slightly.
"That's the little son you killed with your own hands!" Artest stared at Rod's face with sharp eyes.
At this moment, Rod's face twitched slightly, and his voice was extremely low: "Why do you still mention him?"
Rod's answer indirectly proved what Artest said.
As a father, he did kill his own son!
Before having this little daughter, his wife was pregnant with a son.
At that time, his wife was eight months pregnant with their youngest son and was about to give birth. However, Rod was very busy with work and had almost no time to take care of his pregnant wife.
Then, in this situation, just in the final period of delivery, an accident happened. My wife rolled down the stairs, causing a miscarriage, and was rushed to the hospital by her sister.
Rod and Artest were on duty at the time and drove to the hospital immediately.
After waiting for nearly two hours in the hospital corridor, the attending doctor came out and said only a simple sentence.
I tried my best, but I can only save one of the big and small ones!
The doctor didn't give Rod a choice, he just told him the result. No matter what he chose, he would choose to save the adult.
In the end, the youngest son died in the womb.
His wife survived, but because of this incident, she was depressed for a whole month and lay in the hospital bed, as if she had lost her soul.
Because of this incident, Rod has been under a shadow until now.
Is he afraid? Not really.
I was just filled with guilt and apology towards my unborn little son whom I had only met once.
Every night, after he fell asleep, he would dream of a gray-skinned child appearing at the blood-stained stairs, covered in blood, staring at him closely.
Ask him.
"Dad, why didn't you save me?"
Every time this moment happened, he would suddenly wake up and cold sweat would seep out of his back.
Now, with the birth of his second daughter, his shadow has dissipated a lot.
But he could never forget the death of his youngest son.
Artest was there at the time, so he naturally knew everything.
Rod didn't expect that A Tao would suddenly mention his youngest son at this time.
His expression kept changing, his fists unconsciously clenched, and he said grimly: "What do you mean by bringing this up now?"
"No harm."
Artest acted very calmly.
"I know you feel a great deal of guilt towards your youngest son. What would you do if you could still see your unborn son?"
"Mr. God can definitely do this." Artest looked at Rod seriously.
"He can't do it. Even if he did, do you think I would believe him?" Rhodes said coldly.
Artest smiled but said nothing.
He walked over, looked around outside the door, made sure no one was eavesdropping, and closed the door.
When he turned around, he lowered his voice and said, "Rod, wake up."
"Do you really think I've been bewitched? It's time to shake off your stubbornness. If I get close to Yan, I'll be able to see that god."
"By then, if we kill him, won't we be able to conquer this terrifying domain?"
"You could even obey first and use the power of that god to help you resurrect your youngest son who died young, and then kill him. Wouldn't that kill two birds with one stone?" Atai grabbed Rod with both hands and said seriously.
Rhodes was stunned.
"So... this is your plan?"
Artest shook his head and laughed twice, then said, "Rod, you're so naive. I've always been smarter than you. If you can see the clues, how can I not see this obvious trap?"
Rod pondered: "So, you also got that hint."
"I saw the bloody words on the screen when I came in."
A-Tai tied his tie and said, "What we can do now is to get closer to that so-called god through the residents of Liekou Village."
"Unveiling the true face of the gods is one of the purposes of conquering this dungeon, isn't it?"
Rod blinked and couldn't help laughing: "Good boy, you are really good at hiding things, right?"
Thinking about it carefully, he and Qin Nuo seemed to be using the same method, first agreeing to build a closer relationship, meeting the so-called god, and then making countermeasures.
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