The series of prompts dragged Feng Mu out of a deep slumber.
He groggily rubbed his eyes, grumbling softly to himself that the system seemed to have poured a bucket of dirty water on him again.
"What does ’a villain who can’t prevent his misfortunes from affecting his family and friends is unqualified’ even mean? That’s not a villain’s criterion, it’s like describing a walking disaster in the human world!" he muttered discontentedly to himself.
However, in the next moment, Feng Mu’s eyes suddenly sharpened, as if struck by a moment of clarity: "Wait, they suffer misfortunes, and I actually get rewarded for it?"
Feng Mu froze. He retracted his previous accusations against the system. He realized that the system’s words contained a worldly truth.
Feng Mu swallowed, murmuring, "That’s right, a villain should indeed be a harbinger of disaster!"
Feng Mu had never felt much affection for his blood-related family before, but if the system intended to play it this way, then maybe he could reconsider evaluating this family bond.
He couldn’t be bothered to worry about why his sister Feng Yuhuai suffered misfortune because of him, or what kind of misfortune she encountered; those were unimportant.
What mattered was that his sister’s misfortune brought him tangible rewards, which filled his heart with an indescribable joy.
"As her brother, my sister suffers misfortune, and yet I get rewarded for it. This is truly an exhilarating thing."
Feng Mu muttered to himself, immensely appreciating the system’s "family feedback design."
"I bring the misfortune, yet my sister bears it. She suffers in disaster, while I reap the rewards. In this world, is there any kinship more profound and moving than this?"
Feng Mu’s face showed a look of emotion, and he immediately took out his phone, removing Feng Yuhuai from the blacklist in his contacts.
He decided that from now on, he would certainly show his blood-related sister a little more "brotherly love"?!!
"When Heaven bestows a great task upon a person, they must first harden their will, exhaust their muscles and bones, starve their skin, and deprive them of everything, before finally righteously destroying their family, shedding tears as they slay their sister... this all falls under the category of tough love, surely there’s nothing wrong with that!"
With his thoughts racing, Feng Mu looked at the final reward—[You have received one Special Skill Point and two Universal Skill Points for your reward.]
The reward was slightly lacking compared to a treasure chest, not particularly abundant.
But it was a long-awaited reward after a week, and it filled Feng Mu’s heart with pleasure.
The main thing was Feng Mu did nothing, just slept at home, while the reward came from the heavens—a feeling fresh like winning a lottery without buying a ticket.
"There’s no rush to allocate the skill points this time; I can store them for now."
After muttering to himself, Feng Mu dozily fell back asleep.
That night, he slept particularly soundly.
At the same time, his beloved sister Feng Yuhuai lay on a cold iron bed, experiencing an incredibly terrifying nightmare.
In the dream, her whole body twisted into grotesque shapes, her chest protruding and cracking, while a bloody monster slowly emerged from inside her.
In the depths of despair, a voice both familiar and strange softly whispered in her ear.
It belonged to a man shrouded in darkness, his face obscured in shadow and unrecognizable, yet the aura of terror sent shivers down anyone’s spine.
He reached out with an iron-like hand, forcefully shoving the monster back inside her body.
Just when she thought she was saved, that hand suddenly gripped her head, the terrifying strength crushing her skull to smithereens.
In the final moments of life, with consciousness fading, she heard that familiar yet strange voice, dripping with a sinister tenderness, murmuring:
"You’re tired, aren’t you? Can’t hold on anymore, can you? Then let it end here, sleep peacefully, my dear sister, descend into dreams, and become a part of your brother..."
Feng Yuhuai awoke from the nightmare, only to see not the man’s face but a bloodstained cloth doll staring at her with unstitched eye sockets.
.....
Nightmares end with waking; reality doesn’t. Reality is a waking nightmare.
At 8 o’clock in the morning.
Dazzling light fell from above, its brilliance like divine decree that swallowed the night in an instant, illuminating the earth in a power even the sun couldn’t match.
Feng Yuhuai stumbled out of the clinic, mindlessly heading home.
In her pocket, a red cloth doll lay quietly, its loose tongue twitching as if whispering. That subtle, persistent voice was heard only by Feng Yuhuai.
It said, "The Puppet Mother is hungry; it’s time to prepare breakfast."
Like a child whining to their mother for milk, full of warmth, yet Feng Yuhuai only felt chills to the bone because the Puppet Mother’s diet was unnervingly simplistic.
She ate only...
And coincidentally, Feng Yuhuai knew that breakfast had been prepared at home last night; she just needed a bit more time to catch her breath.
Unaware, Feng Yuhuai didn’t know that a similar scenario had recently played out in her brother Feng Mu’s life.
Her steps slowly quickened, driven by an unseen force, bringing her downstairs without even realizing it.
The eerie chill emanating from the stairwell had already vanished, and the shadowy figure of No. 2 and the delivery man had long disappeared.
The door to the house remained ajar, a puddle of congealed liquid on the ground.
"I have no choice either. If I don’t prepare breakfast for the Puppet Mother, she would eat me when starved."
Feng Yuhuai took a deep breath, her expression a mix of struggle and despair. Finally, she sighed, her eyes now filled with madness.
Upon opening the door, the scene stunned her—only a phone with a low battery lay on the floor, alongside some spattered, dried blood. But where was Yang Tuo’s body?
.....
Meanwhile.
Feng Mu had just opened his eyes when he heard Hong Ya knocking on his door, calling him for breakfast.
Pushing the door open, he was greeted by a group of senior brothers and sisters, stoic in expression, yet willing to kill for him without question, along with the generous master who took him in without charge, providing food and shelter.
Feng Mu glanced up at the dazzling lights overhead, even the massive rear of the Upper City seemed more favorable now.
Ah—
This is life, even in the darkest corners, some people still shine with the light of humanity.
"The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to seek brightness!"
Feeling emotional, Feng Mu shoveled food into his mouth, then resolutely said to the senior brothers and sisters beside him, "If the senior brothers and sisters find my enemy, could you take me along when you kill? I want to do it myself!"
Liu Xie glanced at him with deep, indescribable meaning, then firmly replied, "Okay."