Scum Gong Walks the Career Line in the Crematorium

TL: Moonlit

Lin Hanchuan was slightly stunned for a moment, but before three seconds had passed, someone discreetly squeezed his fingers in dissatisfaction.

Lin Hanchuan chuckled and held onto the mischievous finger of Cheng Jizhou.
“What happened?”

After rescuing Rong Ziping from the Rong family’s research institute, his mental state had been off.
His daily life was no different from that of a normal person, but he inexplicably kept talking to the air.

“It’s creepy,” Lu Mao shook his head.
He didn’t mention that Rong Ziping referred to the air as Tu Ji in his delusion.

It seemed that after losing, Rong Ziping learned to cherish.
He imagined living with his doting lover, leading a life as if they had never been separated.

No matter when or what he did, Rong Ziping was always accompanied by the figure he had conjured, but to others, he seemed crazy.
Even consulting a psychologist didn’t help.

Others might pity him, but Lu Mao didn’t feel any sympathy.

Ever since they left the prison with the Boss, they encountered Rong Ziping, and Lu Mao witnessed his erratic behavior.
Up until now, he still didn’t have a favorable impression of him.

If only he had known better earlier.
Lu Mao couldn’t help but roll his eyes, though he had tried to improve his image since joining the volunteer army.
He had toned down his unruly mannerisms, but in front of the closest people, he would reveal a bit of his true self.

“Serves him right,” Lu Mao concluded, “He’s despicable; he only realized the value of what he had after losing it.”

As they listened, Cheng Jizhou nodded in agreement and said earnestly, “He took other people’s kindness for granted.
People like him… only realize the precious things they’ve lost after it’s too late.”

Let him regret it then.
Cheng Jizhou snorted, feeling refreshed.

Lu Mao glanced at Cheng Jizhou strangely.
At this point, Lin Hanchuan had not hidden his identity from the people close to him, disclosing Cheng Jizhou’s true identity as the boy who turned small due to his ability.
Since then, they behaved intimately, which made Lu Mao feel a bit strange… as if he wasn’t the Boss anymore.

After sharing this thought with Wei Zheng, Lu Mao received a brain-rattling response.

Lin Hanchuan didn’t bother to see anyone from the Rong family.
He was extremely busy, and the only time he had was devoted to Cheng Jizhou.
He wouldn’t waste precious time on someone he didn’t care about.

On the other hand, Cheng Jizhou went to see the members of the Rong family himself.

In the overcrowded hospital of the apocalypse, once they confirmed that Rong Ziping had recovered, he was discharged from the hospital.
Cheng Jizhou arranged a job for him, providing him with food and accommodation to sustain his life.

Cheng Jizhou watched from a distance as Rong Ziping happily chatted with the unseen person beside him.
People passing by showed disdain and avoided him.

“Tu Ji, I’m a bit hungry.
Go and find me something to eat,” Rong Ziping ordered arrogantly, “I want to drink milk.”

For some reason, Cheng Jizhou burst into laughter.
Hearing the laughter, Rong Ziping turned around abruptly, his pupils shrinking as he instinctively took a step back.

“In your fantasy, is that how he treats you?” Cheng Jizhou approached with slow steps.
“I can see that you don’t really like him, you just like how he treats you well.”

“What’s it to you?” Rong Ziping clenched his teeth tightly and said fiercely.
He seemed like a hedgehog with spikes all over, exuding resistance from head to toe.

“Seems like you’re not completely crazy,” Cheng Jizhou raised an eyebrow.
If he really were crazy, he should have gone insane at the mention of the word ‘fantasy’.
But now, he was still rational, so it seemed that he wasn’t completely mad.

Cheng Jizhou thought for a moment and understood to some extent.

Overnight, he suffered the betrayal of his family, was subjected to skinning and dissecting in the research institute, and went from the highly esteemed young master of the Rong family to an ordinary laborer.
The drastic change left him clinging to a lifeline, using it as a mental support, or else he would go insane sooner or later.

Although Cheng Jizhou could understand it rationally, he didn’t like the idea of his man being fantasized about by others.

“Are you here to gloat?” Rong Ziping tightly clenched his fists.
These days, he had heard countless people boast about Cheng Jizhou and Tu Ji, praising the wonderful relationship between them.
Each time, it was the biggest torment for him.

“Yes,” Cheng Jizhou answered candidly, “I’m here to gloat and to see you.
Knowing that you’re not doing well, I can rest assured.”

After saying this, Cheng Jizhou’s face turned serious again.
“He is mine.
If you dare to defile him in this way again, I promise you, you will truly go crazy, not just pretend to be mad like you are now.”

Until Cheng Jizhou left, Rong Ziping was still dazed.

He had lost everything.
Now, was even his freedom to think going to be taken away? As he looked at the empty space beside him, he thought of the person he could only see in his fantasy standing beside Cheng Jizhou, and jealousy drove him insane.

Unconsciously, he touched the birthmark on his neck.
In the research institute, his biological father, who knew the secret of the birthmark, had found out about it.
Countless researchers had tried to stimulate the space within the jade pendant, and Arthur Lord even had superpowered individuals attack him.

After leaving the research institute, Rong Ziping found that he couldn’t open the space in the jade pendant anymore.

Without the Rong family and without his superpower, if it weren’t for the changes in the survival environment of the apocalypse, which allowed ordinary people to work and contribute, Rong Ziping wouldn’t have been able to survive.

Falling into the mire, Rong Ziping realized that life was so painful, and only his fantasies could give him a glimmer of hope.

While others’ rebirths were about making up for regrets and leading a better life, why… why was his life so tragic? Rong Ziping’s heart felt as if it were being twisted by a knife.
He crouched on the ground, clutching his chest, feeling like his breath was about to disappear.

If… if I could be reborn again, I would treat him well.
I would be ahead of everyone else… An audacious thought suddenly surged in Rong Ziping’s mind.
If he could be reborn again, if…

Lin Hanchuan didn’t know about Cheng Jizhou’s private itinerary, and he only took time off to accompany Cheng Jizhou for a day when Arthur Lord, the perpetrator of the apocalypse, was executed.

With their assistance, the government’s researchers quickly mastered the process and methods of making the antidote to the zombie virus.
They even evolved and upgraded a superpower elixir, which, when injected, had a certain chance of granting the user a superpower.

They would continue their research until they found an antidote to the virus in Cheng Jizhou’s body.

One night, 001 suddenly appeared: [Host, your mission is complete, and you can choose to exit the small world.]

In fact, 001 had reminded him multiple times that he could leave the small world after completing the mission, but Lin Hanchuan always wanted to delay it, just a bit longer, which is why he hadn’t left yet.

“What’s wrong?” Cheng Jizhou hardly slept, and he immediately sensed that something was amiss with Lin Hanchuan.
He asked somewhat bewilderedly.

Lin Hanchuan touched Cheng Jizhou’s face and asked, “What if I were to leave this world? What would you do?”

Without hesitation, Cheng Jizhou replied, “I’ll go with you.”

Cheng Jizhou didn’t know what Lin Hanchuan meant, but this was the strongest feeling in his heart.

Before meeting this person, Cheng Jizhou’s world was cold and desolate.
It was only after encountering him that Cheng Jizhou finally felt warmth.
If he left, he would return to the icy world again.
In that case, he would rather follow him to death than walk alone in this world.

[“Can’t we stay?”] Lin Hanchuan’s expression was complicated as he asked 001.

[“We can’t…”] 001 also sounded helpless as it responded.

[“Okay.”] Lin Hanchuan slowly closed his eyes and tightly embraced the person beside him.

—

“Your Highness, please don’t make things difficult for this official.”

Lin Hanchuan opened his eyes and saw the gray walls around him, with a strange smell permeating the air—blood, sweat, urine, and even a faint stench of decay.

Subconsciously moving, Lin Hanchuan felt a sharp pain.

[“Chuanchuan, don’t move!”] 001 screamed in panic, [“Your body is covered in injuries.
Quickly exchange for medical supplies!”]

In front of him stood a man in ancient attire, his language humble, but his eyes contained a hint of contempt and the satisfaction of a small-minded person who had gained the upper hand.
He held a whip dripping with blood, and each thorn on the whip was covered with pieces of flesh.

“Just confess,” the man said with a smile, “If you confess, His Majesty might spare your life.
What’s the use of resisting now when the evidence is conclusive?”

After listening for a few sentences, Lin Hanchuan stopped paying attention to him.
He lowered his eyes and said, “[Send me the plotline.]”

With just a slight movement, Lin Hanchuan felt his whole body in intense pain.
The pain in his feet was particularly strong, as if… someone had forcibly broken his bones.