I Play the Horror World as a Simulation Game

These words were like a needle piercing straight into the heart, or perhaps like a fuse igniting explosives, directly stabbing into the deepest pain within Li Tong.

His face was covered with black veins, and he was breathing crimson gas through his nose. Those terrifying pitch-black eyes were fixed on Qin Nuo, with an unmistakable intent to kill.

Qin Nuo's eyelid twitched.

In fact, he was using the clues he had discovered so far to deduce what had happened in the past, deliberately provoking Li Tong.

Although Li Tong was undergoing ghostification, surprisingly, the sound of a failed game prompt did not ring in his mind.

This likely meant that everything he said was correct.

Li Tong's ghostified appearance seemed to be on the verge of breaking down.

What would happen next?

Would he tear his own son apart?

Unexpectedly, even though Li Tong was enraged, he didn't make a move on Qin Nuo. Instead, he left the kitchen and returned to his room, followed by the sound of loud crashes and bangs.

Why didn't he dare to harm himself?

Was he afraid of his mother?

In any case, Qin Nuo breathed a sigh of relief. Li Tong not harming him proved that the situation hadn't reached the point of no return.

"Congratulations, Player, on completing the role-playing, achieving 30% role-playing degree. The current cumulative role-playing degree is 75%!"

"Reaching 80% role-playing degree will achieve perfect role-playing, allowing you to move on to the next role. You're only 5% away!"

"Where is this 5% missing?"

Qin Nuo frowned. Just 5% away, it seemed so close to achieving perfect role-playing, yet these last few points were always the hardest to obtain.

He had almost fully integrated Li Xiaoming's twisted psychology and perverse nature. It was unlikely he could gain more role-playing degree from this role, leaving only the final role-playing task.

Investigating what happened to Li Xiaoming's family in the past, something was clearly missing here.

What was missing?

It was probably the thing Li Tong was looking for.

Ignoring the mess on the floor, Qin Nuo walked out of the kitchen.

Coincidentally, Li Xiaodong and Li Xiaodie were in the living room.

Li Xiaodie, with her small body curled up on the sofa, hugged her knees and stared intently at the snowy TV screen.

Seeing Qin Nuo come out, she blinked and then turned her gaze back to the TV.

Since her mouth had been sewn shut, she seemed to have become much more obedient.

Li Xiaodong glanced coldly at Qin Nuo, a sneer on his lips: "Keep provoking Dad, and he'll definitely kill you!"

Qin Nuo replied indifferently, "Will he? No, once someone becomes a coward, they'll always be a coward."

"Just like a dog can't stop eating shit, it's the same principle!"

Li Xiaodong's face darkened.

Qin Nuo ignored him and turned back to his room.

In another room, the sound of objects being smashed continued, the noise so loud that the walls were slightly trembling.

In his room, Qin Nuo was also searching through Li Xiaoming's room.

Li Tong had been searching for something for years without finding it, yet he had never entered his own room. Could it be that what he wanted was in his own room? ṙáNỐ𐌱Ëṩ

The bed was solid, with no place to search. Qin Nuo lay on the floor, trying to find something in hidden places like the gaps between cabinets or secret compartments in the floor.

All to no avail.

Meanwhile, the noise from the adjacent room grew louder.

Qin Nuo stood up, feeling a chill down his spine, that eerie sensation returning.

He turned around, his gaze falling once again on the mural on the wall.

This time, as he looked at the mural, Qin Nuo's eyelid twitched uncontrollably.

In the mural, the celestial maiden still had a graceful figure, holding a pipa, her silk robes flowing, full of mythical allure.

However, what was horrifying was that on the maiden's exquisite face, her glass-like eyes were shedding two streams of bright red tears.

Qin Nuo walked over, reaching out to touch those two lines of "tears," which felt sticky.

"This is... blood."

Qin Nuo murmured, looking up at the maiden's eyes again. Suddenly, as if discovering something, he reached out to touch the eyes.

The moment he touched them, he recoiled as if electrocuted.

Qin Nuo opened his mouth, feeling a lump in his throat: "These are real eyes!"

To be precise, they were two necrotic eyeballs, embedded into the mural!

A chill ran down his spine.

No wonder every morning when he looked at this mural, he felt an inexplicable sense of horror!

"Could this be what Li Tong has been searching for all along?"

"In the wall."

The Blood-Eyed Ghost suddenly spoke, and then Qin Nuo's right hand lifted uncontrollably, his fingers digging into the wall and tearing off a piece of plaster.

Inside the plaster, besides the hardened cement, Qin Nuo clearly saw many pieces of skin tissue, the wrinkles and folds unmistakably clear.

Qin Nuo took a few steps back, the feeling of his scalp tingling growing stronger.

He looked at the maiden's exquisite face, her graceful body, and in a daze, it seemed like a bloody corpse was embedded in the wall.

Her painful struggles, her pitiful cries, were all in vain, forever buried behind this mural.

Qin Nuo looked at other parts of the mural, shaking his head slightly.

There was no need to tear off the other plaster.

There was no need to guess who the woman behind the plaster was.

The mastermind who turned her into this, besides Mo Fang, the mother who loved him dearly, could be no one else!

Bang, bang, bang...

The wall continued to tremble slightly, more blood tears flowing from the eyes, spreading to the corners of the wall.

A sound came from behind, and Qin Nuo turned to see Li Tong standing at the doorway, staring at the mural on the wall.

His terrifying face suddenly showed a hint of blankness. He walked in step by step, staring blankly at those blood-teared eyes.

Reaching out with his withered hands, he caressed the mural, tears streaming from his eyes, his dry voice emerging: "Fei, I finally found you."

"So you were here, it must have been painful inside, don't be afraid, I'll get you out now."

Saying this, he tried to dig out his wife from behind the mural, but instead, he crushed the fragile eyeballs, the blood staining the mural.

Li Tong fell silent, his gray, terrifying face growing more and more expressionless.

Qin Nuo stood to the side, watching Li Tong's movements.

At the doorway, two more figures appeared. Li Xiaodong and Li Xiaodie stood there, evidently drawn by the commotion, curious about what was happening.

They stared at the mural on the wall, then at their father, their eyes filled with confusion.

The eerie atmosphere lingered for a moment, then Li Tong's body suddenly trembled, a thick ghost aura emanating from him.

"Damn it, that vicious woman and the bastard she gave birth to, they all deserve to die!"

Li Tong turned his head, his eyes completely covered in blood vessels, the crimson gaze making hearts race.

Qin Nuo's expression changed.

In the next instant, Li Tong suddenly pulled out a cleaver from his head, swinging it fiercely at Qin Nuo.

Qin Nuo stepped back, raising his right hand to easily catch the blade.

"Want me to deal with him?" the Blood-Eyed Ghost asked.

Qin Nuo looked at Li Tong, who was out of control, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and said softly, "No, if Li Tong dies, the role-playing degree for Li Xiaoming might collapse."

"If you don't kill him, he'll tear you apart, won't the result be the same?"

"There will be a way, violence is not the best solution."

Qin Nuo murmured, crushing the cleaver.

Li Tong, completely out of control, lunged at Qin Nuo with all his might.

Outside the door, Li Xiaodong and Li Xiaodie looked bewildered, not understanding why their father suddenly lost control and attacked Qin Nuo with all his might.

Qin Nuo wanted to say that children are innocent, if you're so tough, why not take revenge on your second wife?

But the out-of-control Li Tong, his eyes shooting blood-red light, couldn't hear a word, it was pointless to speak.

Bang!

The shattered cleaver struck down, the sturdy bed frame instantly shattering, carrying terrifying ghost power.

But the cleaver got stuck at the bottom of the bed frame, and seeing this, Qin Nuo immediately dashed for the door, with Li Tong pulling out the cleaver and chasing after him like a madman.

Li Xiaodie tugged at her brother, gesturing with her hands, seemingly asking what was going on.

Li Xiaodong didn't speak, his gaze falling on the mural, hesitating for a moment before walking towards it.

On the other side, Qin Nuo exited the living room, with Li Tong chasing after him like a rabid dog, waving the cleaver.

"Bastard! Damn bastards, it's all your fault, you killed her, you all deserve to die!"

"Truly a father-son bond, if I hadn't played the role myself, who would believe these two are biological father and son?"

Soon, Qin Nuo was cornered, with no way out.

Li Tong approached step by step, the malice and murderous intent on him almost filling the entire living room.

"Kill you, then that woman, none of you will escape!"

Qin Nuo glanced behind him, suddenly saying, "I told you, my mom is a shadow you'll never shake off."

"You want to kill her? Don't be ridiculous."

Qin Nuo chuckled, full of mockery.

Li Tong growled, about to pounce, when a voice suddenly came from behind him: "Li Tong, stop."

"The child is innocent, he doesn't know anything, if you have anything to do, come at me."

Li Tong paused, straightening up, turning to look at Mo Fang at the doorway.

Mo Fang had dressed up specially today, wearing a bright red cheongsam and holding a freshly made cake.

"You knew I wouldn't enter this bastard's room, so you hid her in there, making me search for so long, how cruel you are!" Li Tong snarled at her.

Mo Fang remained expressionless, placing the cake on the table, casually taking off her high heels, and said indifferently, "I just let her live in another way, I said she would be in this house, and she wouldn't disturb us."

"You say the child is innocent? Ha, do you deserve to say that, did you think about the innocence of Liu Feifei's two children when you attacked her?" Li Tong's eyes were bloodshot as he glared at her.

"Isn't all this your own doing?" Mo Fang's face was cold.

"What did you say back then, that you would give me a lifetime of happiness, that our children would grow up healthy, and have a perfect family."

"When I, heavily pregnant, discovered your affair, I went to confront you with my big belly, to expose that mistress, and the joke was, in the end, I found out I was the mistress."

"When you were sleeping with me, did you think about the fact that you had a family? Did you think about how you would take responsibility after I got pregnant? Did you think about any of this?"

"No, you never thought about it, only for a moment's pleasure, and when you found out I was pregnant, you even disappeared, do you know what I was thinking when I was most desperate?"

"I was thinking, I want to give you the most vicious punishment, which is to replace your original wife and bind you to me forever, never letting you go anywhere!"

"I'm curious, what was your original wife's two innocent children thinking every time they called me mom?"

"Li Tong, I said, all this is your own doing, you can resist me, but you're a coward, begging me to tell you where I hid your wife, even kneeling to me."

"Now you've found her, are you happy?" Mo Fang tilted her head, seemingly unconcerned about the out-of-control Li Tong.

Even though he had already guessed the gist of it, hearing the truth now still made Qin Nuo's expression change, his heart filled with complex emotions.

Mo Fang was indeed a pitiful person, played with emotionally, but she was also guilty beyond redemption. The most pitiful, perhaps, was the completely unaware Liu Feifei.

Perhaps she didn't even know about Li Tong's affair.

When Mo Fang came to the door while Li Tong was not home, the innocent Liu Feifei thought it was a colleague of her husband's visiting, only to be brutally murdered.

And at that time, Li Xiaodong and Li Xiaodie, who were still too young to understand, should have had a mother who adored them, a perfect family, all shattered...

Clatter!

A sound came from the corridor.

Li Xiaodong stood there with Li Xiaodie, having heard everything.

Li Xiaodie was too young to understand the content of the conversation. Seeing her mother, she looked at the cake on the table, her eyes filled with joy, thinking about tasting the delicious cream, drool trickling from her mouth.

But Li Xiaodong was different. Hearing these words, he instantly understood what they meant.

His face went blank, taking a few steps back, leaning against the wall, speaking in disbelief: "Are you saying... the one behind that mural is our biological mother?"

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