Extra (II)
"You unfilial son, why aren’t you dead yet?"
"You’re not dead yet, so how could I die? If anyone’s going to die first, it should be you."
"You beast, is this how you speak to your father? I haven’t even blad you yet...."
"Oh, right, you old geezers aren’t dead yet either."
.....
"Hey, that family is at it again, causing endless noise every day. It’s so annoying."
"Just tolerate it a bit more, the residents in our area have already written a joint letter, asking the neighborhood committee to forcibly relocate them."
"Really? That’s great news."
"But thinking about it, this Wu family is really strange. Everyone in their family has tumors, and I heard it’s related to so curse that can be contagious. Now they’re a family of patients; it doesn’t look good, as they’re all in the late stages, but have been lingering around without dying, which is really torturous. Once I saw the faces of that family, and they looked like they were about to gasp their last breath, utterly terrifying. Honestly, people don’t just dislike their noise, they’re scared...."
The Wu family being discussed by the neighbors was exactly the family of Musashi.
That day, Musashi copied the videotape for his son, thinking he could escape the misfortune.
The midnight calls stopped, but he was diagnosed with a malignant tumor.
Song Xianyu faced the sa fate, also in the late stage of cancer.
What he couldn’t accept was that Wu Zhou, the bastard, actually copied the tape for his grandmother to survive.
That was his beloved grandmother, the one who spoiled him most as a child.
His mother then copied it for his father, while his father considered copying it for him....
The whole family was harming each other, never-ending chaos.
If not for the realization that the power of the curse was weakening, no longer resulting in death within seven days, they would have ended up in a family massacre.
However, even so, none of them were doing well.
They might not die imdiately, but having cancer ant death could co unpredictably.
Yet living one more day was better, even if it ant living in pain.
The company was gone, making it challenging to afford dicine and treatnt.
Only then did Musashi realize, in the face of survival, family ties were worthless.
Perhaps, the pure love he once had only existed with his ex-wife, but.... he lost her.
Thinking of this brought searing pain to Musashi’s heart, deepening his resentnt toward Song Xianyu.
If not for her, his family wouldn’t be in this predicant.
He’s unhappy, and there’s no way Song Xianyu would be either.
Resigning herself to despair, Song Xianyu entangled with Musashi again. As long as he could pay for her dical treatnts, what did a beating or two matter?
After falling ill, she beca a shell, her beauty gone, reputation ruined. Earning money through beauty or ability was impossible.
Everyone saw Musashi’s fate; who would dare let this viper near them?
Sotis, Musashi thought it would be better if this damned life ended sooner.
But he lacked the courage to end it himself.
Whenever overwheld by pain and despair, Musashi would think of his ex-wife.
Wu Zhou shared similar thoughts. He finally understood why people say: better to have a beggar mother than an official father.
In the sa situation, a mother would rather sacrifice herself to ensure her child’s safety.
Hehe, Wu Zhou let out a few mocking chuckles.
Yet this was fitting, driven by the Wu family’s selfish, cold-blooded nature, all of them shared the sa indifference.
One falls, then the whole nest falls. Hurt each other; at least they aren’t harming others outside.
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Extra (III)
Haojun God stood beside a blue planet, nonchalantly avoiding an airship as he seed to make up his mind, taking a step down onto the planet.
Following a familiar aura, but still couldn’t find that person’s trace.
Her aura lingered, suggesting she had left not long ago.
Haojun God sighed lightly, once again a step too late.
Suddenly, he began coughing violently, quickly swallowing a cyan pill to suppress the itch in his throat.
Since she was gone, he should leave too.
Just as he intended to tear through space, a golden aura attacked him.
Haojun God’s reaction was swift, surprised and bewildered, how could this be.....
Why would the Heavenly Dao of this small world suddenly attack him?
If it were his peak state, he could easily destroy the Heavenly Dao of such a small world.
But now he was severely injured, not fully recovered, with added ntal disturbances. Even the Heavenly Dao of a small world dared to challenge him.
Seeing its attack succeeded, the Heavenly Dao was smug with delight.
From the mont this man entered the world, it locked onto him.
The wound on him carried the aura of the world’s master, so he must be the enemy of the world master.
Moreover, the master had just helped it beco a great world, so this was a small gift for her.
Haojun God never expected this, caught off guard and injured by the Heavenly Dao.
Old wounds resurfaced.... when he opened his eyes again, his mory was lost, and he beca an ordinary man in the new era of the Blue Planet.
"Jun Hao, did you hear what I just said to you?"
"You really can’t keep treating the girls so coldly; if you do, you’ll never find a wife."
Jun Hao impatiently pushed away the chattering friend beside him, holding his forehead in a daze.
He always felt he had forgotten sothing important.
What could it be?
His mories from childhood to adulthood were intact; his parents, family, everything was normal, just thirty years of an ordinary life.
What annoyed him most was the mandatory courses on won’s psychology he had to take periodically.
Especially as a man at thirty, strikingly handso yet still unwelcod by won.
It made him a subject of interest for the research institutes.
With looks and physique eting the standards, it must be a personality issue....
Absolutely unacceptable, wasting such premium social resources is not permitted.
Jun Hao was forcibly made to attend one research course after another, even subjected to several compulsory practical tasks.
Finally, when a woman’s salty hand touched his face, the seal in his mind was violently broken.
With his mory restored, Haojun God’s extre anger arose.
Rembering those forced, ridiculous research courses, his face was unreadable, dark and gloomy.
At that mont, a tall woman walked towards him.
Instinctively, Haojun God put on an unqualified gentle smile.
Realizing his reaction, Haojun God suddenly froze.
So annoying!
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