Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 633 Filial Piety Between Father and Daughter Makes Them So Happy They're Drooling

This sentence is like a curse.

It precisely struck the deepest part of Feng Yuhuai's (or rather, the lingering traces of the former Feng Yuhuai within her) heart, evoking a profound sense of humanity.

Feng Yuhuai's body trembled very slightly, and a sob escaped her cold, synthesized voice.

Like an anxious child yearning for confirmation of her father's love, she asked again:

"Really? Father isn't lying to me?"

The fire of hatred burning in Feng Ju's chest seared his internal organs, yet his face was so gentle it could melt water.

"Of course it's true!!"

His tone was absolutely certain, yet it also carried a hint of a father's command.

“Father, I never lie to you. Hmm… Yuhuai, be good and quickly put away all these red threads to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.”

He appeared to be entirely concerned for his daughter, and asked with feigned concern:
"He probably doesn't know that my Yu Huai is a monster, right? By the way, how did Yu Huai manage to deceive the Night's Watch and become one of them?"

Feng Yuhuai subconsciously curled her five fingers.

"Whoosh whoosh-!"

The countless crisscrossing scarlet threads, a significant portion of which, like the receding tide, rapidly rolled back, slipping through the gaps in the cuffs and collar, quickly disappearing into the depths of the black robe and vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

One-third of the red thread in the room was gone in an instant, but two-thirds remained.

"Even my daughter doesn't know."

The synthesized sound conveyed an almost naive confusion, with a slight upward rise at the end, carrying a hint of eerie lightness.

"I just woke up... and someone put this black robe on me, and I became a Night's Watchman, hehe—"

The most deadly red threads wrapped around Feng Ju's neck slowly retreated like a lazy venomous snake, loosening their restraints.

But thousands of scarlet threads still floated in the air, layer upon layer, interwoven into several layers of varying density, surrounding Feng Ju.

Feng Ju felt the pressure on his neck ease slightly, and stiffly turned his neck, making a "crack" sound that made his teeth ache.

He reached out and gently wiped the scabs on his neck with his fingertips.

I woke up one morning to find myself a night watchman?!
Does this beast think its father is a three-year-old child? How could it utter such nonsense?!

Feng Ju's inward sneer almost burst out of his throat, but his face showed no sign of it. Instead, he exuded pride and satisfaction, as if he were honored.

This expression is just like the countless times I praised my daughter at home, day and night.

"Good! Good! Good!"

He said "good" three times in a row, his voice trembling with excitement:

"Yu Huai truly deserves to be our family's pride. Even after experiencing some changes and becoming a monster, she is still favored by the Night Watchers and recruited into the organization. Her future is bright."

He opened his arms, trembling, his voice choked with deep emotion:
"Okay, come here and let your father give you a good hug."

You have no idea how worried I was about you after I woke up. I was so afraid that you, a monster, would encounter danger outside, that you wouldn't have enough to eat or wear. I've been searching for you relentlessly ever since!

This expressive and moving performance was exceptionally effective.

Hearing Feng Ju's familiar tone and hearing his open arms, Feng Yuhuai unconsciously took a half-inch step forward, and the red line in the air instantly decreased by a third.

However, the moment the toes of the foot touched the ground, it was as if it had been burned, and it was abruptly pulled back.

The black mask was raised again, facing Feng Ju, and the voice was low and menacing:

"Father really doesn't blame me anymore? And he's still looking for me?"

Alarm bells rang in Feng Ju's heart, but the loving expression on his face remained as firm as a rock. He nodded vigorously, and a few crystal tears squeezed out of his cloudy eyes:

"Of course, I love you the most. How could I bear to blame you? I wish I could rip my heart out and show it to you!"
As your father, I search for Yuhuai every single day, and I miss my Yuhuai every moment!

Feng Yuhuai seemed somewhat overwhelmed by this overwhelming "fatherly love".

But she hadn't completely lost her senses. The red thread unconsciously knotted between her fingers, and a soft, synthesized voice drifted out, asking a question that almost broke Feng Ju's composure:
"If that's really the case, then why didn't you... agree when my brother invited Yuhuai over for a late-night snack that night?"

That late-night snack?

Which...which night?

Oh ~
That was the night you killed me!!!

Feng Ju had almost forgotten about that late-night snack, but now that he remembered it, he couldn't hold back any longer.

Please, you just killed your father that night, and you still expect your father to treat you to a midnight snack?

Isn't it only natural and reasonable for a father to "not want" to do so?

Now, you actually want to blame your father for being "unwilling"...?

Is it my fault?!
Even though Feng Ju was skilled at sweet talk, he was rendered speechless by his daughter's unusual question.

His mouth was open, and it felt like his throat was stuffed with a wad of solidified cotton, making it hard to breathe.

His face turned pale and then red, and he almost couldn't maintain the act of kindness in his eyes.

No, anyone with a normal brain wouldn't ask such a depraved question.

At this moment, Feng Ju finally realized a terrifying fact with absolute clarity—his daughter, after turning into a monster, had more or less suffered from a serious mental illness.

The latter's perspective on problems has deviated from that of humanity.

No, perhaps this beast was already mentally ill before it turned into a monster, but I just didn't notice?
Because she acted very well, and she acted in a very likable way, right up until the moment I died.

Feng Ju felt a chill run through him, unsure whether to be happy or angry, because these were all things he had instilled in his daughter since she was a child.

My daughter, Feng Yuhuai, is clearly very well-educated, exceptionally so.

Feng Ju let out a long sigh, as if to release all the pent-up frustration in his heart. His expression was hesitant and full of complex and unspeakable emotions.

However, this brief silence was interpreted in a different way by Feng Yuhuai.

"Father……"

Feng Yuhuai's five fingers, which were rubbing the red thread, suddenly trembled.

The red spiderweb, which was being recycled and had become sparse, suddenly froze in mid-air, like a frozen red stream.

The deathly aura that had just subsided in the room became thick and viscous again, like a giant wave crashing back after the tide had receded.

The temperature in the synthesized sound dropped sharply, carrying a deep sense of disappointment and anger at being deceived:
"Why aren't you saying anything? So... you're still lying to Yu Huai?"

Feng Ju's expression changed drastically, and his mind raced at an unprecedented speed.

A life-or-death situation demands great acting skills!

He immediately admitted his mistake and earnestly repented:
"Yu Huai, don't be angry. It was your father's fault. I was too petty that day, too...unbecoming of a father." He spoke rapidly, his voice cracking slightly with urgency.

"It was my mistake, I apologize to you, but I realized my error after that night and have been searching for Yu Huai everywhere."

"If you don't believe me, you can ask your brother. Didn't I ask him to search for you everywhere? My desire to find you is absolutely genuine."

When Feng Ju apologized, he wished he could bite off his own tongue; every word he uttered now made him feel incredibly disgusted.

I've never seen anything so outrageous! You killed me, and I have to apologize to you?!

What kind of hellish joke is this?

Upon hearing the word "brother," the red light in Feng Yuhuai's eyes dimmed slightly.

She asked quietly:

"So, Father truly forgave Yuhuai after that night?"

Feng Ju stared intently at his daughter, then suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard across the face. When he looked up again, his eyes were filled with murky tears.

“Yu Huai, this is not your fault. I have thought it through these past few days. Actually, it is all my fault.”

Ultimately, all the mistakes are my fault, your father. I'm the one who has wronged you.

He paused, his tone like that of an enlightened father dissecting his mistakes to his daughter:
"It is because I, your father, am too conservative and stubborn, and have a deep-rooted prejudice against monsters. I mistakenly believe that only being a 'human' is the only right path and the only bright one."

He abruptly changed the subject, pointing to his own battered body, then clenched the parchment scroll he held tightly in his hand, his voice low and firm:
"But things are different now. Now I, your father, have also become a monster like Yu Huai, personally experiencing this powerful life form that transcends life and death."

Only then did I truly understand, only then did I realize how narrow-minded, ridiculous, and utterly foolish my previous thoughts had been!

He took a deep breath, his face radiating the enlightenment of "If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening," and his words resounded with conviction:
"Becoming a monster is indeed far better than being a fragile, short-lived, and limited 'human,' a thousand times, ten thousand times better!"

He waved his arms, spittle flying from his spitting teeth:

“Yu Huai, you were able to become a monster before your father. Not only will I not blame you, but I will be happy for you.”

His tone was impassioned, and his face revealed a morbid joy akin to that of a pilgrim:
"Moreover, it is because of you, Yu Huai, that night, that you 'helped' your father in your 'loving' way that your father also had the opportunity to break free from the shackles of humanity and embark on the glorious path of monsters."

Feng Ju trembled with excitement, his voice filled with barely suppressed exhilaration:
"Not only do I not blame you, but I also want to thank you!"
Yu Huai, my good daughter, my most beloved daughter, you are my guiding spirit on this path, the one who opened up a new life for me... Ah, my spirit!

His gaze grew increasingly fervent, his tone filled with unwavering certainty:

"Now I am even more certain that I have never misjudged you. You are our family's greatest pride and hope, and you will surely lead our whole family further and further down the path of monsters in the future."

Feng Ju gradually calmed down and revealed his fatherly "loving" smile again.

He once again opened his arms, spreading out his filthy and blood-stained embrace, and stepped resolutely toward Feng Yuhuai, toward that scarlet spider web that cut through the air.

"Yu Huai, look..."

His voice was kind yet firm, carrying the kindness of the past, but also possessing a strange, inhuman quality.
"I am the monster father, you are the monster daughter, but we are still the same."

It seems like everything was preordained by fate. We will always be father and daughter, and even if we become monsters, nothing can separate us. Father will always love you the most… monster.

Without the slightest hesitation, he stepped towards Feng Yuhuai. As he approached, the red thread that had been separating the father and daughter gradually receded, quietly disappearing beneath Feng Yuhuai's flowing black robe.

A look of joy appeared in Feng Ju's eyes as he gently coaxed:

"Come, let's go home with Father."

"Dad wants to make up for the late-night snack you owe him. Whatever you want to eat, Dad will take you there."

Feng Ju's words at this moment cannot be said to be entirely against his conscience.

He genuinely intended to "invite" his daughter out for a late-night snack.

After all, he really doesn't have much time left.

【08:14:11】

【08:14:07】

【08:14:03】

【…】

If the countdown on his retina wasn't fake, then his urgent desire to treat Xie Ji to a midnight snack was also real.

If the preparation of this late-night snack could include the daughter, who has transformed into a powerful monster, it would be even better.

Whether it's preparing a late-night snack for him or becoming his "late-night snack," it's a good option.

As he watched the red lines retreat back into his daughter's body one by one, Feng Ju's confidence in "winning" over his daughter steadily increased.

"This unfilial daughter is much easier to manipulate than that rebellious son. A few sweet words and she's back in my grasp."

Feng Ju slowly and steadily grasped his daughter's shoulders with both hands. Through the black robe, he could feel the bone-chilling cold that did not belong to the living.

Then, he reached out his right hand to touch the black mask on his daughter's face, tears welling up in his eyes as he choked out:

"My dear daughter, my most beloved daughter, your father has finally found you again."

The black mask was slowly peeled off, revealing a familiar face from his memory.

It had lost seven parts of its sweetness and gained nine parts of its chilling coldness, and its eyes held no human emotion whatsoever, only a hunger that blended seamlessly with the scarlet color.

It surges and churns as the coil rotates.

It was clear that her daughter was persuaded by her suggestion; she really wanted to go out for a late-night snack with her.

That look in his eyes gave me a strange chill.

Feng Yuhuai looked greedily at her father as he approached, and affectionately rubbed her face against Feng Ju's hand. An unnatural blush rose on her pale face, like a red rose blooming on a corpse.

Then, she also reached out a hand and slowly touched her father's neck.

The moment their index fingers touched, she clearly felt her father flinch for a second, although he immediately stopped and tried his best to restrain himself.

But on the half of his face connected to his neck, a layer of goosebumps still rose up as if he had been electrocuted.

"Father, do you know that Yuhuai, just like you, is also looking forward to reuniting with you every moment? Really~ I'm not lying to you, hehe—"

Feng Yuhuai licked her moist lips, tilted her head back, and stared intently at Feng Ju.

Suddenly, a familiar, sweet smile appeared on her face, but this time, the smile was tinged with a sweetness that made Feng Ju's heart flutter.

"Hearing that you, Father, are willing to forgive me and even continue to regard your daughter as your pride and hope, truly moves me deeply."

"Especially since you're taking your daughter out for a late-night snack later, I'm even happier, so happy..."

A sweet laugh escaped Feng Yuhuai's throat, and glistening drool dripped from the corner of her mouth as she said coquettishly:
"I'm so happy I can't stop drooling, hehehe—"

(End of this chapter)