Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

"You mean, I didn't actually sleep for one night, but for three whole days?" Zhang Chunliang looked at the third young master in disbelief.

The Third Young Master calmly scratched his head, seemingly confused as to why he reacted so strongly.

Zhang Chunliang's attention suddenly shifted for a moment, and he calmly asked back: "So I actually lay on the ground for three whole days, and you didn't even move me to another place?"

He originally thought that the Third Young Master would feel guilty, but he saw him straighten his chest and raise the corners of his mouth proudly: "That's right! I have been keeping watch for you for three whole nights, and I didn't let any servants disturb your sleep!"

Looking at the self-righteous Third Young Master, Zhang Chunliang closed his eyes and tried to convince himself: Why should I discuss these issues with a guy with abnormal brain circuits? Does he still expect this Third Young Master to help him cover the bed with a quilt?

The fact that he didn't kill me was already a miracle. You know, the system just showed that within these three days, this seemingly harmless guy killed eight servants in succession!

No wonder the half-headed man went crazy with hunger when he saw him. It turned out that he should have eaten Zhang Chunliang a long time ago, but because the third young master was guarding the door, he starved for three days and three nights. He finally caught himself, but he ate his stomach to pieces.

Zhang Chunliang has figured out that everything that happened in the well was not a dream.

When the Game Home system prompted him that his health points were only 20, it immediately prompted that his passive item "Heaven-defying Name-changing Talisman" had lost its effect because the person holding the item had died.

Then all this seemed even more absurd. Zhang Chunliang knew very well that he was indeed eaten by the half-headed man, but why was his body not injured at all?

The biggest problem lies in the insect that the half-headed man finally turned into.

He couldn't help but ask, "Master, what was that bug you gave me to eat yesterday?"

The Third Young Master narrowed his eyes and began to recall: "Ah, you mean noodles? When I was a kid, I was so hungry that I couldn't sleep. I found them in the corner. After eating them, I felt full and could sleep well."

Are you sure you fell asleep, or were you drugged? Are you crazy enough to eat something like that?

Zhang Chunliang complained in his heart in a way that was hard to describe, but another thought secretly popped up in his mind - how hungry could he be to be so desperate that he would even dare to eat a bug like this?

"Why..." He couldn't help but ask the question: "Why, you won't eat people's food."

The Third Young Master stopped scratching his head and looked at him with his inky black eyes: "If you eat their food, won't you be the same as them?"

Zhang Chunliang's heart skipped a beat. The young master's words were completely undisguised and told him one thing almost directly: if he ate the servants' food, he would be assimilated by them.

Wouldn't that mean he would turn into a monster with a human head bent backwards? If he really turned into that, would he still be considered a human being?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. This copy was obviously designed to wipe out all the players.

How could anyone live in the dungeon for ten days without eating any food? But once you eat, you will be transformed into a citizen of the city and will never have the chance to leave the dungeon again. This is a dead end!

No, there must be a way out. Zhang Chunliang tried hard to suppress the fear in his heart and calm himself down.

He had heard from the system before that the mortality rate in this copy was very high, but it did not mean that there were no survivors.

What's more, he has already eaten the food in this copy, but now there is no sign of being transformed.

Another problem arises. He doesn't know whether the transformation will be completed in an instant or will occur gradually over a period of time.

He raised his head and looked at the Third Young Master as if for confirmation, but the Third Young Master still looked serious and didn't seem to be teasing him.

This guy doesn't need to actually eat the strange long worms in order to deceive a servant, which means that his words are most likely true.

Zhang Chunliang felt his mind was in chaos. He intuitively felt that he had forgotten something. What was the truth?

Could it be that the ten-day survival period given by the copy is the time required for him to be transformed into a citizen? !

"How long are you going to sit there?" The third young master showed a dissatisfied expression.

Zhang Chunliang took a deep breath, put his complicated thoughts aside, and prepared to complete the task at hand first.

He was supposed to help this guy wash up, but now he couldn't even find water, and this led to a bunch of terrible speculations.

"This well is dry. We need to go to the pond behind the yard to fetch water." The third young master started to go crazy and scratched his hair hard.

The way he kept scratching his hair made Zhang Chunliang hold his breath. He had a bad idea.

He said calmly: "Master...how long have you not washed?"

"Hmm." The guy put down his hand in an attempt to cover up his mistake, and looked into the distance with a vague look.

Finally, Zhang Chunliang also went crazy. He picked up the bucket and ran to the backyard in a collapse to look for the pond with water.

The pond is not big. It seems like an ornamental lake built by the owner to add to the interest of viewing the scenery. It is full of lush lotus leaves, and red lotus flowers can be vaguely seen among the layers of green leaves.

This is one of the few beautiful sights in this horrible world. Zhang Chunliang picked up a bucket of water from the pond and walked into the house.

Before the third young master used the bucket of water to wash his face, he scooped up a bowl of it and drank it down in one gulp.

He seemed to have been thirsty for a long time, and he scooped three or four times before he was satisfied.

Zhang Chunliang stared at him blankly, feeling strangely depressed for some reason.

What did this guy say just now? He helped him guard for three whole nights. Could it be that he didn't even leave the house? He didn't even wash or drink a sip of water for several days.

But I definitely ate a lot of insects.

Thinking of this, the little sympathy in Zhang Chunliang's heart suddenly disappeared.

He skillfully untied the third young master's hair. He didn't know how the night servant had served him before. His hair was tied in a mess, and it was rough and dry, as if it had not been taken care of for a long time.

When I first saw him, I was scared by his neurotic appearance. Seeing his messy hair and untidy clothes, I thought this guy was seriously crazy. But now it seems that no one cares about him at all.

He had so many servants, but he refused to let anyone approach him and even treated them in a perverted manner.

Then why did those servants still serve him so happily and want to get close to him?

This idea popped into Zhang Chunliang's mind, but he immediately threw it aside.

He carefully combed out the knots in the Third Young Master's hair, skillfully and gracefully, as if he had done this many times.

He had indeed done it many times, but before he came into this world.

When Shen Xingyi grew up a little, he launched his revenge in the orphanage. He deliberately provoked the group of children who bullied him, and then fought against five of them in a siege. In the end, he won miserably, with both of his arms so injured that he couldn't lift them.

Zhang Chunliang volunteered to help him take care of his hair every morning. His hair was as smooth as silk and cool, which made him love it. It was much more beautiful than the messy hair of the third young master now.

I don’t know why, but the kid who was originally very resistant to him combing his hair actually blushed after he stroked his hair for the first time.

Later, she reluctantly asked him to help comb her hair every day, although she still looked reluctant.

I don’t know if it was because the injury was too serious, but even though there were no broken bones, it took him two months to heal his arms.

This also became solid evidence that he was bullied again, and the aunt at the orphanage severely punished the group of children.

Shen Xingyi learned this habit from somewhere, and he never cut his hair after that. His hair grew longer and longer, and it became more and more troublesome to take care of. Zhang Chunliang pulled it impatiently several times, which made his scalp hurt.

So his fatherly nature came into play again, and he took the initiative to take on the task of helping Shen Xingyi take care of his beautiful long hair.

Sometimes when I see him frowning, I will help him massage his scalp to relax him. Over time, my massage skills have improved by leaps and bounds.

Zhang Chunliang finally straightened out the Third Young Master's messy hair and found that he had been sitting quietly in the chair, motionless, without knowing when.

He was worried that something had happened, so he hurried over to him and wanted to ask what happened.

But the third young master was seen clutching his sleeves tightly with both hands, his face flushed, his eyes slightly narrowed, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Master...are you okay?"

The third young master muttered something in a low voice, but Zhang Chunliang didn't hear it clearly.

He lowered his body and got close to the Third Young Master, and finally heard him say in a very small voice: "It feels so good..."

Zhang Chunliang: …