Chapter 106: Your Nightmare, My Sweet Dream

Continuous prompt boxes pulled Feng Mu out of his deep sleep.

He rubbed his eyes in a daze, unable to help but complain softly in his heart; this system seemed to have poured another bucket of dirty water on him.

"What does 'a villain who cannot let his own calamity affect his surrounding relatives and friends is not considered qualified' mean? Where is this the standard for a villain? This is simply describing a walking disaster star!" he grumbled dissatisfiedly in his heart.

However, the next moment, Feng Mu's gaze suddenly turned sharp, as if struck by a flash of inspiration: "Wait, they encountered misfortune, and I can actually gain rewards because of it?"

Feng Mu was stunned; he withdrew his previous accusation against the system, he realized the system's words contained the truth of the mortal world.

Feng Mu swallowed his saliva, murmuring: "That's right, a villain should be a disaster star!"

Feng Mu had never had much feeling for his blood family before, but if the system intended to play like this, then this bond of family, he could consider re-evaluating it.

He couldn't be bothered to dwell on why his younger sister Feng Yuhuai would encounter misfortune because of him, or what misfortunes she encountered; none of that was important.

What was important was that his younger sister's misfortune could bring him tangible rewards, which made a joy difficult to describe surge in his heart.

"As her older brother, my younger sister suffered misfortune, yet I received a reward because of it; this is truly an inspiring thing."

Feng Mu talked to himself in his heart, feeling incomparable appreciation for this "family affection feedback design" of the system.

"The misfortune I brought, my younger sister bore it for me; my younger sister suffered in the calamity, yet I reaped the reward. In this world, is there any family affection more profound, more moving than this?"

A moved expression appeared on Feng Mu's face; he immediately took out his phone and pulled Feng Yuhuai out of the contact list blacklist.

He decided that from now on, he must definitely show a little more "care" from an older brother to this blood-related younger sister of his!!

"When heaven is about to confer a great responsibility on a person, it must first bitter his mind, tire his muscles and bones, starve his body, empty his self; in the end, even righteously exterminating kin, shedding tears to behead his younger sister... should all belong to the category of strict love, no problem, right!"

As Feng Mu's thoughts raced, he looked at the final reward — 【You obtained reward Special Skill Point*1, General Skill Points*2.】

The reward was a tiny bit worse than a treasure chest, not particularly generous.

But this was a long-absent reward after a separation of one week, and it still made Feng Mu feel very pleasant.

The main thing was Feng Mu did nothing at all, just slept at home, and rewards fell from the sky; this feeling of clearly not buying a lottery ticket yet winning a prize was very novel.

"This time's skill points don't need to be urgently allocated; they can be stored first."

Feng Mu talked to himself for a bit, then fell asleep again in a daze.

This night, he slept exceptionally sweetly.

At the same time, the younger sister Feng Yuhuai, in whom he placed deep affection, was lying on a cold iron bed, experiencing an incomparably terrifying nightmare.

In the dream, her whole body was twisted into bizarre postures, her chest split open, a bloody monster slowly poking its head out from inside her body.

In despair, a voice both familiar and strange rang softly by her ear.

It was a man whose figure was shrouded in darkness; his features were hidden in the shadows, unrecognizable, but that terrifying aura made one's heart turn cold.

He extended an iron-like hand, brutally pushing that monster back into her body.

Just when she thought she was saved, that hand suddenly clenched her head; the terrifying force crushed her head into fragments.

At the last moment of life, on the edge of consciousness dissipating, she heard that familiar yet strange voice, carrying a bone-chilling gentleness, whispering:

"Tired, right? Can't hold on, right? Then let it end here, sleep peacefully, my dear younger sister, sink into the land of dreams from now on, become a part of your older brother's body..."

Feng Yuhuai woke with a start from the nightmare; the man's face did not appear before her eyes, but a blood-stained rag doll, staring at her with its thread-detached eye sockets.

Nightmares end because of waking up; reality does not. Reality is a waking nightmare.

8:00 AM.

Dazzling light fell from above; that radiance was like a god's decree, needing only an instant to swallow the night sky and illuminate the earth with daylight — a mighty power even the sun cannot achieve.

Feng Yuhuai walked out of the clinic in a trance, muddle-headed walking towards home.

In her pocket, a red rag doll lay quietly, its protruding pink tongue trembling slightly, as if whispering; that sound was subtle and persistent, only Feng Yuhuai alone could hear it.

It said: "Puppet Mother is hungry; it's time to prepare breakfast."

Like a spoiled girl crying to her mother for milk, full of warmth; but Feng Yuhuai only felt her bones turning cold, because Puppet Mother's diet was extremely singular.

She only eats...

And coincidentally, Feng Yuhuai happened to know that breakfast had been prepared at home last night; she just needed a little more time to buffer.

What Feng Yuhuai did not know was that an almost identical scene had also played out in her older brother Feng Mu's life not long ago.

Feng Yuhuai's steps gradually quickened, as if an invisible force was pushing her; unknowingly, Feng Yuhuai arrived downstairs.

The bone-piercing chill seeping from the doorway had already dissipated; the figures of Dark No. 2 and the receiver had long since gone who knows where.

The house door was still ajar; a pool of solidified liquid had fallen on the ground.

"No choice, I'm not willing either, but if I don't prepare breakfast for Puppet Mother, when Puppet Mother is starving, she will eat me."

Feng Yuhuai took a deep breath, her expression struggling and changing, finally sighing dejectedly; her eyes were already filled with a look of madness.

Pushing open the door, the scene before her stunned her — on the ground there was only a phone with low battery, and some splattered solidified blood, but where was Yang Tuo's corpse?

The other side.

Feng Mu had just opened his eyes and woke up when he heard Hong Ya knocking on the door calling him to get up and eat.

Pushing the door and stepping out, what met his eyes were a group of Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters who, though cold-faced, were willing to kill for him without asking the reason, and a generous Master who accepted him without money, providing food and lodging.

Feng Mu looked up at the dazzling light in the sky; it seemed even Upper City's massive butt had become pleasing to the eye.

Ah—

This is life; even in the darkest, lightless corners, there are always some people emitting the radiance of humanity.

"The dark night gave me black eyes, yet I use them to seek light!"

Feng Mu's heart surged with emotion; while shoveling down large mouthfuls of rice, he said to the Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters beside him with a determined gaze: "If Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters find my enemy, when killing, may I come along? I want to do it myself!"

Liu Xie's gaze was deep, carrying a trace of indescribable meaning; he looked at him deeply, then replied concisely and forcefully: "Okay."

Wishing everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, may beautiful dreams come true every day.

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