The Last Chaebol: The Reborn Heroine Pays Tribute to Him at the Beginning

"You will never understand until you die why you were attacked by the top awakened humans when you only wanted to ask Huang Shao for an explanation.

"Why do so many top awakened humans have psychological traumas and praise you? Because you still have the ridiculous kindness of humans, unlike other scary zombies who kill with a single blow...

"It's a pity that those idiots don't understand this, they only think they have many means and good luck...

"How could they know that in the body of the eyeless green corpse that brought endless fear to the doomsday humans, there lived a cowardly, saintly, stupid and pathetic soul! "

"Mu Qingzhi, let me control your body. I will make those humans who hate you pay the price one by one..."

The snake shadow's eyes were dim, and it was spitting out its tongue.

Mu Qingzhi closed his eyes, and the spiritual place in his mind remained calm.

The snake shadow then turned around and looked at the black scale, but was surprised to find that it did not move at all.

...

Is this... the truth about the eyeless green corpse in the previous life?

At that time, countless human awakeners who claimed to be righteous rushed to the southwest.

The public opinion in various doomsday cities even spread into a battle for the survival of the doomsday human beings.

Who knew that the so-called vast and endless tide of corpses had never wanted to destroy the city from beginning to end.

Shen Chen activated his innate ability and hid in the dark and listened attentively.

He also had a Some awakening instruments that can conceal the breath.

…

Governor's Mansion.

A monk slowly walked into the room. In the room, Cui Xiaoming was still lying quietly on the chair.

The doctors who were treating him had left at some point, and several women who replaced him were chanting strange scriptures together.

Cui Xiaoming was still unaware of it, with a comfortable smile on his face.

His face sometimes showed a strange Buddha face.

In such a terrifying scene, no one spoke.

The monk retreated to the edge, and Huang Shao and the man with gold-rimmed glasses walked in.

The man with gold-rimmed glasses had his pupils trembling with excitement.

Huang Shao still kept that smile, and if there was anything different, he took off the glasses.

They slowly walked to Cui Xiaoming.

"How long will it take?" Huang Shao asked.

"Half an hour." The monk replied.

"Cui Xiaoming. "

Huang Shao called out twice, as if teasing a bird in a cage.

...

"Mu Qingzhi, your fate is really sad, this world is too dark for you..."

The illusory snake shadow attached to Mu Qingzhi's ear and began to tell slowly.

"Why don't you want to...let this dark society be completely destroyed?"

"Isn't everything you have experienced enough for you to despair of this world?"

Mu Qingzhi's face was pale, his eyes were closed, but the balance was still balanced.

The snake shadow was not in a hurry and continued--

"Don't you want to know how your father died?"

Hearing this, Mu Qingzhi's closed eyelids moved, and the balance shook slightly visibly.

"The city of Qingdu is full of sophisticated gray transactions. People like you and your father are destined for tragedy..."

An illusory picture suddenly appeared in Mu Qingzhi's spiritual sea——

It was a dark rainy day, in a huge industrial zone, countless workers in tattered clothes glared at the administrators on the high ground.

Among them, there was a middle-aged man wearing a work hat, his expression was particularly excited and righteous, and he shouted something loudly.

Mu Qingzhi's heart trembled, that was her father...

"The cause of all the events originated from the 17th Industrial Zone of Qingdu Fourth Ring Road eleven years ago.

"A worker died accidentally at work, but the industrial zone refused to compensate him on the grounds that his accident damaged the factory's interests by millions, and even... pretended to be angry and wanted to sue the worker's family."

The snake shadow's voice seemed to be mocking and teasing.

"Magic? But this is reality. The family of the worker took the body back in tears, saying that they didn't want it anymore... and this time it finally aroused the anger of many people, including your father.

"He led the workers of the 17th Industrial Zone to protest, and the momentum became more and more powerful, sweeping the 13th, 14th, 17th, and 18th Industrial Zones like a prairie fire. It led to the big strike that shook Qingdu 11 years ago."

"The Governor's Office finally panicked. They were afraid that the incident would spread to the imperial capital. So guess what tricks they used?"

Another picture appeared in Mu Qingzhi's mind-

It was a rainy day, in a vehicle driving on the road.

There were two people inside, the driver was wearing a tall hat and looked nervous. A middle-aged man with high cheekbones, glasses and a calm expression sat in the back.

"Don't worry, you'll be in prison for a few years at most, and we'll get you out."

"Do I have any choice?" The driver smiled bitterly.

"I will promote your child, and your Wang family will enter the upper echelons of the Governor's Mansion from his generation onwards. Of course, the premise is that you... know what's best for you."

"Okay. It's the worker named Mu Yong, right?"

"Yes, the other workers' heads have all given in, but he's just like a stubborn guy..."

The scene turned to the front, where a man wearing a work hat was walking on the side of the road, carrying a load.

Dad!

Mu Qingzhi cried out in her heart.

Yes, she still remembered that he had a pancake in his hand, ready to take it home for herself.

The next moment, there was a sudden brake, a dull sound, and a painful groan...

"That man is called Huang Shao, a natural political creature. The man who killed your father is called Wang Shan. After he came out of prison, he changed his name to Wang Xiaoren and became the chief of the third administrative district of Qingdu. His life is moist and comfortable. Except for a stain on his file, everything else is normal..."

"You humans have a good saying - meanness is the pass of the mean, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble..."

Mu Qingzhi's eyes seemed to be suppressing some emotions, and the sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness began to be unstable.

The balance began to shake from the balanced state.

"Also, Mu Qingzhi, I really feel sorry for you for doing odd jobs for so long, but you don't even know the real situation of your mother..."

The snake shadow said faintly.

Mu Qingzhi's body and mind froze, and a vague picture appeared in his mind again.

It was in a silver-white medium-sized hospital.

A junior high school girl in an old school uniform asked the doctor anxiously, how is her mother? What's the situation?

In front of her, her sick mother was carried into the examination room.

Yes. That was Mu Qingzhi seven years ago.

"Don't worry, we are checking and will definitely give the best treatment plan."

A director smiled gently at her.

The screen flashed and appeared in an office.

The director reported the situation to an old man.

"Yes, there are two options. Surgery can be performed, but there are risks; the other is... keep holding your breath..."

The old man glanced at him, his eyes flashing with a shrewd light, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth-

"Tell her that the technology is not mature, and it can only be maintained by drugs at present, and she needs to be hospitalized..."

Hospitalized...

Hospitalized...

This stay is seven years! She kept doing odd jobs to pay back the expenses of seven years!

But he was never told... that he could still have the surgery...

"Your class has doomed you to a lifetime of sorrow. Your father has become a victim of political struggle, and your mother has become a cash cow for the black-hearted hospital..."

"Oh, right."

The snake shadow seemed to suddenly remember something and added--

"Your mother is dead."

On the altar, the scales tipped.