Night fell.
In an old, low-rise apartment complex, not a single light was on.
Huang Ye's home was on the third floor.
He carried a heavy load of fruits and vegetables, gnawing on a half-rotten apple.
Finally, he stood before the iron gate.
He vaguely heard scolding from inside the house:
"This place is so poor, there's hardly any furniture."
"What can we find here?"
Another voice, also a bit embarrassed, said, "Since we're already here, let's take a look before we leave."
Huang Ye tossed the half-eaten apple out of the stairwell.
He wiped the fruit juice dry on his pant leg, then unhurriedly pulled out his key and unlocked the door.
Following his memory, he precisely pressed the light switch in the living room:
"What are you two looking for?"
The two thieves inside were blinded by the strong light.
A scrawny man frowned in displeasure, "Money, what about it!"
Their self-righteous demeanor made it seem as if they didn't mind turning their theft into a home invasion.
Looking at the living room, which was cleaner than his pockets, Huang Ye hesitated and asked, "How about I help you two look?"
The two men immediately looked confused: "Are you a colleague?"
Huang Ye shook his head: "No, this is my home."
"Then your home is quite poor," the scrawny man said indifferently, no longer bothering to search.
His companion, however, was unwilling to give up and walked further into the house.
Huang Ye stopped speaking.
Ignoring their presence, he carried the fruits and vegetables towards the sink.
The scrawny man peered closer and saw that there was only one Chinese cabbage and a few half-rotten apples.
He couldn't help but mock, "I was hoping to get a meal off you, but I didn't expect there to be no meat."
"Flesh, isn't it disgusting?"
Huang Ye replied calmly, beginning to wash the outer leaves of the cabbage.
"You're an interesting kid."
"If you're poor, just say so. Why pretend to be a vegetarian?"
The scrawny man was amused.
Just then, his companion ran back excitedly, holding a dress.
"Big Brother, look! There's a girl living here!"
These words made the scrawny man's mouth dry.
He put his arm around Huang Ye's shoulder, a lewd smile on his face: "Have other women lived here?"
As he spoke, he pulled out a dagger from his pocket, emitting a strong threat.
Huang Ye glanced at the knife: "My mom and my sister."
The two men's eyes lit up: "Where are they? When will they be back?"
"They can't come back."
"What do you mean?"
"They died many years ago."
"Damn you, you'd better tell me the truth!"
The scrawny man was enraged, and he plunged the dagger fiercely into the cabbage.
His companion also surrounded Huang Ye, looking ferocious.
"Swearing won't make you seem any tougher."
The offense in their words made Huang Ye frown uncomfortably.
He straightened up, looking directly at the scrawny man.
At this moment.
The man sensed his authority being challenged.
He angrily pulled out the dagger, intending to draw Huang Ye's blood.
But then, an urgent female voice came from inside the house:
"Wake up, Mom!"
"There are thieves in the house, and little brother is being threatened!"
"Don't sleep anymore!"
"Want to eat meat... The meat is outside!"
Hearing the sound, both men froze in place.
The scrawny man was the first to react: "You still say you didn't lie to me?"
But his companion turned and ran towards the inside of the house, seemingly unwilling to wait another second.
In this wasteland, women were a rare commodity.
The two brothers had been cooped up for too long.
"You just wait!"
"I'll deal with your mom and your sister, then I'll deal with you!"
"Of course, you can also run."
He threatened with a sinister grin, also impatiently rushing inside.
He wasn't afraid of Huang Ye escaping at all.
Instead, he found it even more thrilling.
"Does it have to be this way? You'll die if you go in."
Huang Ye watched their eager backs, reminding them.
"Then it depends on whether your mother is initiative enough to be exploited!"
The scrawny Big Brother, holding his dagger, saw his accomplice still trying to twist the doorknob.
He was also furious and directly chose to kick open the door.
He rushed directly into the darkness.
But in the next second, a shrill scream erupted.
"Ah!!"
"What is this!"
"My hand is torn off!"
"Help me—"
At the same time, there was also the dull sound of bones shattering.
Even without listening carefully, one could hear the tearing sound of flesh separating from bone, and the sound of liquid hitting the ground.
"I told you, flesh is nauseating."
Huang Ye was slightly disgusted.
He could only pick up the washed apple and use a fruit knife to cut off the moldy parts.
About ten seconds later, the screams inside the house abruptly stopped. Huang Ye then shook the water from his hands, pulled out two paper napkins to dry them, and impatiently walked into the room.
As he pushed open the door, a strong smell of blood rushed into his nostrils.
This made Huang Ye feel slightly uncomfortable.
He was about to grope for the light switch in the dark when he touched a cold hand. That extreme chill instantly invaded Huang Ye's body.
By the faint light from the living room, he vaguely saw a beautiful face before him.
But at this moment, she was like a child who had done something wrong, not daring to look directly into Huang Ye's eyes.
Huang Ye stood still for a moment, his eyes tired: "There was no need to kill them."
"...But they threatened you," his older sister said weakly, with a faint hint of insistence.
Huang Ye looked down and saw blood spreading to his shoe soles: "Killing them at home makes mopping very troublesome."
"I... I'm sorry."
"It's alright, I don't blame you." Huang Ye helplessly took her hand away, then lit up the room.
The blood on the floor was thick, with some scattered remains. The two men seemed to have been killed right in front of the door.
"Hehe, little brother is so good." His older sister, as if granted a great pardon, smiled in surprise, her mouth stretching to her ears.
Huang Ye didn't pay attention to her expression.
Instead, he looked at the struggling bloodstains on the ground, but the bodies were nowhere to be seen.
This entire building was his home, or rather, his older sister's territory.
All the residents had been slaughtered by his older sister; only Huang Ye had survived.
His older sister, Huang Ruoying. 【Bizarre】 Believer, Level 35.
"Where's the meat?" His expression was solemn.
"Mom said she was hungry..." His older sister spoke timidly.
"You spoil her too much!"
Huang Ye pushed aside his older sister, who was blocking his way.
Following the bloodstains on the ground, he walked into his mother's bedroom.
On the floor were scattered skeletons with tendons and flesh still attached. The bed was a dark red mess.
The bedding was bulge, as if someone was hiding, accompanied by the sound of hungry swallowing.
"Son, today's meat is very fresh, do you want to eat some!"
Huang Ye lifted the quilt and saw his mother's fanatically satisfied expression.
He watched as she tore open her own belly and forcefully stuffed the two soft, rotten pieces of flesh inside.
"Did I not say you couldn't eat it?" Huang Ye suppressed his anger.
Bizarre entities consuming human blood and flesh was no different from humans taking drugs. It would only lead to further depravity, a complete loss of self-awareness, and eventually, they would forget even their family members, turning into pure monsters.
Huang Ye felt only disappointment and anger.
"But it's really so tender."
"Mom will share half with you, okay? Don't be mad at me..."
His mother's face was full of pleading.
But her hands didn't stop, greedily stuffing the meat into her belly, vying for more.
"And you're eating it right in front of me! Disgusting!"
Huang Ye could no longer tolerate it.
He punched his mother in the face, and a sonic boom of shattering skull resounded.
Blood splattered, her eye sockets sunken, coating the curtains, which were already stained with black blood clots, in fresh red.
"【Destruction】 Path."
"Believer: Huang Ye."
"Level: LV59."
"Skills: ..."
Outside the room, his older sister clung to the wall in terror.
She was trembling all over, looking as if she was afraid of incurring Huang Ye's wrath.
