But suddenly, Lin Huiru stopped cursing.
She shivered, an intense feeling of fear washed over her, making her throat feel like it was being choked.
Another bang, another "forgot the keys" breaking in, and another group of the Rainy Night Butcher and Rainy Night Butcher Navigator.
"Xiaoru, I’m here to see you."
But this time, Wen Xishu was not the first to speak.
Tang Rui’s hoarse voice had a hint of excitement.
No need for further introduction, under the influence of a mix of emotions, Lin Huiru already felt the chill of death.
It was as if she had entered the depths of an ice cellar, then a huge demon covered in ice spikes appeared behind her.
She recognized the woman soaked through in front of her in an instant.
"It’s you... Why are you here? Why are you here?! What do you want! What do you want!"
Lin Huiru’s skin crawled! She saw the knife in Tang Rui’s hand.
"Xiaoru, we are good sisters. It’s raining too heavily, I came to see you."
Get started.
Wen Xishu looked at Tang Rui’s demeanor, feeling that she had nailed it, already showing a bit of his own flair.
Saying I came to kill you is too narrow. But saying it’s raining too heavily, I came to see you brings a lot more taste.
The cold rain howling outside, while inside the house, there was a resentful woman in the dark.
Lin Huiru wanted to scream, but the next second, Tang Rui grabbed Lin Huiru’s hair, tugging hard and pulling her off the bed.
"Shh!"
A finger was pressed against Lin Huiru’s lips, Tang Rui softly said:
"Be quiet, Xiaoru. All these years, if only you had learned to keep your mouth shut."
The sharp knife cut a crimson scar on Lin Huiru’s skin.
Lin Huiru wanted to scream in pain, but when her eyes met Tang Rui’s rage-filled eyes, as the cold mixed emotions multiplied...
She suddenly didn’t dare to speak.
Wen Xishu had to admit, in mastering serial power, Tang Rui was simply a genius.
She seemed able to manipulate mixed emotions, making her opponent feel the emotion she wanted to create.
Clearly, she should be in pain, should scream, should howl. But Lin Huiru just couldn’t scream out, she was shrouded in endless cold, immersed in complete despair.
Before the rumor came, Tang Rui naively believed that life was indeed getting better, that there was indeed sweetness after hardship.
But she didn’t expect that everything she worked hard to achieve would be destroyed by her best friend. At that time, she truly felt like falling into an ice cave.
The knife pierced the flesh.
"Why aren’t you smiling? Give me a smile. Your smile is so sweet, I might stop." Tang Rui asked softly.
On that day in her memory, when the rumors spread, Lin Huiru just smiled as if nothing had happened.
It was as if the collapse of Tang Rui’s world didn’t affect the beauty of time and even made the air smell sweeter.
She kept smiling sweetly at Tang Rui, thinking it was just an ordinary joke, completely unaware of the damage her actions would cause Tang Rui.
Now, remembering that smile, Tang Rui felt disgusted. Every time she was bullied in college, she saw such a smile on Lin Huiru’s face.
It wasn’t a comforting smile, it was a smile of deception. If you think about it, many of the malice she suffered in college might have been related to the owner of that smile.
Lin Huiru obediently smiled, fear forcing her to smile. That smile was as ugly as could be.
Tang Rui also smiled, her smile even had a hint of charm.
Seeing this, Wen Xishu knew that the suffering and story of desire and Tang Rui had truly ended completely.
Her inner knots had disappeared. Scum had met their scum’s end, and villains had met their villain’s end.
As for after the cold apocalypse arrives, whether she would coexist with slaughter and kindness or become a complete demon, it was not something Wen Xishu needed to care about.
Wen Xishu only knew one thing, as a player, the task was to survive in the game and then become stronger.
And all of this was reflected in the Three Towers game—accepting tasks, understanding tasks, completing tasks.
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...
The sound of the storm outside covered so much noise and crime. When Tang Rui walked out, the blood stains on her face looked like a blooming flower.
The storm quickly washed away that crimson flower, but the smile on Tang Rui’s face did not disappear.
"This is truly a crazy and long night. Thank you for being here. Tonight has been... really crazy for me, ever since drinking that glass of wine, everything has been unbelievable."
Originally, after today, the craziest thing Tang Rui wanted to do was to end her life, like a parrot that died by crashing.
Although under the influence of strange forces, she did not really die. But every day thereafter, she lived in pain and self-doubt, worse than death.
Wen Xishu did not find this very crazy:
"This is just an ordinary night. Don’t think too much of it."
"If order does not collapse, if the apocalypse does not come, then for you and me, this is indeed a crazy and sinful night."
"But as I said, the apocalypse is coming, and compared to the real apocalypse, tonight is nothing."
"You will soon see a lot of real slaughter."
The storm in a teacup means nothing in a tub. Although Wen Xishu did not know what impact that apocalypse would have on the human world...
But if the Bunker Age could be seen as the human survivors’ center post-apocalypse, that apocalypse would destroy at least ninety percent of humanity.