"Master, this is today's lunch." The person who came was a woman dressed as a maid. She had no expression on her face and looked like a puppet.
Sitting on the floor next to the bed in the room was a young man with handsome features and noble temperament.
His hands were on his bent knees, still shaking slightly.
The maid didn't seem to wait for his answer, put down her meal and left.
Young Jiang Chen looked at the rolling dark clouds outside the window and closed his eyes.
Just now, he killed his mother with his own hands.
Jiang Chen's mother has been seriously ill for many years, but she is very kind to him and is one of the few people in the Jiang family for whom he can feel family affection.
But today, Jiang's father asked him to kill his mother with his own hands.
"Your mother's days are numbered. You are gifted and talented, but you have one flaw: your heart is too soft. No one in power can be as kind as a woman."
In my memory, Jiang's father had many women, but Jiang's mother was his first wife after all, and their relationship was pretty good.
Jiang Chen looked at his father as if he was dumbfounded. For a moment, he was slapped hard on the face.
Jiang Chen finally managed to steady himself and wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth.
"If you don't do anything, I will stop her medicine and she will die in excruciating pain."
The Jiang family, one of the top nobles in China, has their tentacles in the political, business, and entertainment circles.
After Jiang Shen was born, Jiang's father started a training plan.
He wanted to train Jiang Chen to become the most outstanding head of the Jiang family through experiments.
This is the first step.
Jiang Chen smashed everything in the house and even wanted to use force on Jiang's father, but was easily pinned to the ground by Jiang's father's bodyguards.
The leather shoe stepped on his face, which was more than painful but humiliating.
"If you don't do anything in half an hour, I will stop her medicine."
The door was locked, and only Jiang Chen and his unconscious mother were in the room.
Jiang Chen put his head on the bedside, "Mom... what should I do?"
Half an hour later, when Jiang's father came in with the doctor, he saw the dead Jiang's mother.
Jiang Chen's whole body was shaking as if he was electrified, and he was still holding a broken piece of Yuan Qinghua porcelain in his hand.
The blood on it fell to the ground drop by drop.
Father Jiang smiled.
"Master, the young master has not eaten for three days since that day." The housekeeper stood quietly behind Father Jiang.
"Use force." Jiang's father turned over a page of the newspaper with a calm expression.
Jiang Chen was tied to the bed and fed like a stuffed duck. His eyes were lifeless, but he was still struggling and unwilling.
After becoming an adult, Jiang Chen fell in love. He liked the other person very much and almost gave her his heart.
Just when the two were about to get engaged, the originally beautiful fiancée suddenly appeared in Jiang's father's study with a mocking look on her face.
"Do you really think I love you? I'm just someone invited by your father."
At this time, Jiang Chen was already an extremely outstanding man, and he would be the center of attention wherever he appeared.
Facing such a man's affectionate gaze, the woman couldn't bear it, but she glanced at Jiang's father standing next to her and gritted her teeth.
"I never liked you."
After the woman left, Jiang's father gave Jiang Chen the final blow.
"She is just a top-tier starlet, how can she be worthy of my son?"
Jiang Chen didn't care what she was, but he didn't understand.
"Why?"
Father Jiang hates that iron cannot be made into steel, "You have to understand that women and love are stumbling blocks that stand in your way. I invited her here to teach you a lesson and not to fall into stupid love."
Jiang Chen lowered his head and was silent for a long time, then slowly raised his head and glanced at Jiang's father.
That look contained so many emotions that it made Father Jiang's hair stand on end.
Since then, Jiang Chen's temperament has changed drastically.
Even Jiang's father couldn't understand the meaning behind his smile.
He became moody, arrogant, self-possessed, crazy, and calm.
Countless contradictory emotions were perfectly integrated in him.
He became the most successful heir.
Father Jiang was very pleased that his experiment was successful.
What a big family fears most is death.
Now there is an extremely outstanding heir, and the Jiang family has hope.
But none of them knew that Jiang Chen started taking medicine.
Anti-depressant, anti-anxiety, anti-irritability...
At first the medicine was effective, but later on he just swallowed a handful without changing his expression and it didn't have much effect.
But the more this happens, the more frighteningly perfect he becomes.
Finally, the year Jiang Chen took over the Jiang family, Jiang's father fell ill.
Jiang Chen went to see Jiang's father in the luxurious ward and felt that he was so thin that he could no longer look tall as he was when he was a child.
"Jiang Chen, I'm very happy to see you like this."
Jiang Chen smiled and nodded, asking the doctor to take good care of him.
That night, a fire broke out in the hospital. Jiang's father was unable to escape and was burned to the point of leaving no trace of his body.
"gentlemen."
The man standing was delicate and handsome. He was Jiang Chen's personal butler.
Jiang Chen took an elegant sip of whiskey and said, "Have you dealt with it?"
"Everything has been taken care of. The fire will definitely not be traced to the young master."
A crazy smile appeared in Jiang Chen's eyes, "You useless people, just die."
The wine glass in Jiang Chen's hand suddenly broke to the ground.
"Come here! Call the doctor, sir, he's passed out!"
Even in a place like Tongpu, Jiang Chen's appearance and temperament still attracted the attention of many people.
It's a pity that their front desk didn't say anything and directly threw the players into the dungeon.
It didn't take much time for Jiang Chen to adapt as soon as he entered the dungeon.
It's like this place was tailor-made for him.
The darkness that keeps pouring out of his heart can be released here.
He could forget the bottomless black hole in his heart amidst the fear, panic and suffocating feeling of life being threatened by others.
He is the genius in the copy.
Soon he had his own props.
I don't know if it's a coincidence or not, but his civilization staff can also emit unquenchable karmic fire.
Just like the one he placed in front of his father's hospital bed with his own hands.
He is not afraid of death, and his style is crazy and reckless.
He quickly passed the level, and after knowing the meaning of surviving in the hotel, he felt no worries at all.
The world will eventually be destroyed, what does it have to do with me.
Silence returned to his life.
But the experience in the dungeon made his madness no longer appear outside, but instead was hidden deep in his heart.
From the outside, no one would know that he is a corrupt person on the inside.
No, maybe someone can see that.
A man of few words, a crazy chatterbox, a smiling tiger with a retro temperament, and a man who became a policeman inexplicably.
They were all the leaders of survival hotels in that era.
At that time, the survival hotel was not very complete, the dungeons often had bugs, the difficulty settings were unreasonable, and there was no minimum survival standard.
Those who can clear the level at that time are top players.
However, top players all have their own abnormalities. Even if they can chat for a few days, it still cannot alleviate the emptiness in his heart.
Until one day, he had a dream.
He dreamed of his long-forgotten mother, the kind mother who was the only clear spring in his dry heart.
Are there such people in the world?
How long can such a person maintain such a heart?
He took out a notebook.
"It seems that I have inherited some of my father's bad habits..."
for example……
Want to do an experiment.
Jiang Chen's eyes turned to the snowy field outside the window.
"Let's go into the dungeon next time and look for a suitable...experimental subject."
