The years I was in the human world

Her eyes moved, and her gaze was fixed on Xiao Fengzhuo. Her eyes were full of greed, possession, and a creepy attachment, as if she was looking through him at another soul:

"Kitty, you know? You really look like him, especially these eyes... But you are not him. But they promised me that if they catch you, they will return Winger to me... to me..."

Winger? Lu Zhouxue, who was slaughtering monsters like chopping melons nearby, heard Milo's words and also remembered the tragedy of father and son cannibalism in the clubhouse. Looking at the mother who had also mutated into a monster, he felt a little sad.

This family, whether it's the mother Milo, the elder brother Winger, or the younger brother Even, all had a bad ending. The father Cohen, who was eaten by the mutated Winger, unexpectedly died the most honorable death.

"Ahaha, that sounds so high-sounding." Xiao Fengzhuo chuckled, his voice like an ice cone, instantly piercing Milo's self-deceiving illusion, "The Stovonian Theater uses the art of killing to please the rich and powerful. Don't you know whether Winger will survive if he goes in?"

Lu Zhouxue, who was secretly watching the show, was a little surprised when he heard this. Could there be some hidden story?

“You don’t understand… You don’t understand…” Milo stretched out two almost bone-white hands from the pile of flesh and covered his face with his hands and cried bitterly. His voice was extremely shrill. “Even was sick at that time, and the family owed foreign debts. There was no way… We had no way…”

"One year, just one year and I will take him back..." Milo cried uncontrollably, her blood turned into tears rolling down. Her sadness was so sincere that even Ou Xili was moved.

Lu Zhouxue knew more about the inside story than Oxiri, and had already vaguely sensed that something was wrong. If Winger was sold to the theater in exchange for money to save his youngest son, then why did Even, who should have been with his parents, become an experimental subject parasitized by Hermalmene?

"Even suffers from a rare genetic disease. The 300 points obtained from selling Winger are not enough to cure him. Of course, you didn't treat him, did you?" Xiao Fengzhuo said in a calm tone, and his eyes were sharp and insightful, pointing directly to the most unbearable corner of Milo's heart.

“No, no, it’s not true…” Milo suddenly raised his head and glared at Xiao Fengzhuo. The half of his face that had peeled off began to twitch violently. The only eye that was exposed between his fingers opened wide, almost popping out of its socket. “Who said we didn’t treat him… Who said that…”

Milo put down his face-covering hands, leaned over and lay on the proliferating flesh beneath him, tilted his head and stared at Xiao Fengzhuo, and spoke softly with pain: "Back then, 300 points couldn't even buy a bottle of purifier on the black market, not to mention that Even suffers from a genetic disease."

"So you chose to go to the underground boxing ring to gamble?" Xiao Fengzhuo killed the last deformed experimental subject that pounced on him, and looked coldly at Milo who was immersed in his own world and kept quibbling, "Even if--"

"What do you know?! We just wanted to get those 300 points to turn things around. What did we do wrong?" Milo suddenly screamed and interrupted Xiao Fengzhuo. She glared at him with great resentment. "It's Even's bad luck that he got that difficult disease. We won the bet and everyone is happy."

"He deserved it if he lost the bet..." Milo's voice suddenly became softer, as if she had sobered up a little from her frenzy. She sat down dejectedly and said dejectedly, "We lost everything we had, so not long after, Even died..."