Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

The flimsy iron door slowly closed behind Zhang Chunliang.

In front of him was a familiar construction site: chaotically piled building materials, empty plastic bottles, and clothes that the workers were too lazy to clean up and just threw on the ground. Everything seemed so normal.

He looked around to make sure no one could see him from behind, then hurriedly took off his backpack.

He opened it and took a look - sure enough, the noise coming from the backpack just now was not an illusion. The little octopus had secretly crawled into his backpack at some point.

It looked like it hadn't had water for a long time. It lay listless and weak in the bag, with its tentacles resting on the zipper of the backpack in a wronged manner.

Zhang Chunliang unscrewed the bottle of water that was about to come and handed it to the cat. Several little tentacles could not wait to take turns reaching into the bottle mouth to quench their thirst with the water.

Zhang Chunliang stroked his chin and looked at it, thoughtfully - an octopus can actually survive out of water for so long, it is indeed easy to feed it.

Zhang Chunliang put it on his shoulder and let it drink water from the bottle by itself.

I wandered aimlessly around the construction site.

Everything here looks normal, except for the construction site which should be bustling with activity, but there is no one here at the moment.

Gradually, he felt something was wrong.

There seemed to be another sound of footsteps behind him, and that footstep was following behind him, approaching him little by little.

Zhang Chunliang walked forward a few meters calmly, and the footsteps behind him began to move with him, making a slight friction sound on the gravel ground.

His heart tightened and he turned his head suddenly - a bloody headless male corpse was standing less than a meter behind him, with his left leg about to step forward, as if trying to stick closely to Zhang Chunliang!

Zhang Chunliang's head went numb and he quickly stepped back, putting some distance between him and the strange corpse, staring at it warily.

He already had the answer in his mind. The body was probably Li Jun who had been killed this morning.

What does he want to do by following me?!

When the headless corpse saw that the target had discovered him, he stood stiffly in place for a moment, and then his limbs suddenly began to fall off, turning into a pool of blood on the ground.

The blood seemed like some kind of living creature. It slowly flowed along the cracks in the dirt road on the construction site and soon surrounded Zhang Chunliang, forming a strange circular formation.

Everything in front of Zhang Chunliang turned blood red. The entire construction site was spinning like an earthquake. His brain seemed to be boiling suddenly, making him unable to think of anything. He even wanted to vomit.

The octopus's small tentacle touched his forehead, bringing a hint of coolness to his burning and boiling brain. He took a deep breath, shook his head violently, and steadied himself.

When he looked up again, he found that the entire construction site had become dark. At the door of the workers' shack not far away, a few dim electric lights were on, indicating that it was already night.

The timeline was wrong, it was clearly 9 o'clock in the morning - it seemed that he was pulled into a strange space.

"Ah - get out of here -" a woman's desperate scream came from the shack.

"Li Jun, this is not good." A young man's voice sounded from behind Zhang Chunliang.

He turned his head in surprise and found that there was a crowd of people standing behind him, but no one noticed his presence.

This group of people are the players selected into the "Doomsday Random Dice".

"I haven't said anything yet, is it your turn to interrupt? People who accomplish great things don't care about small details. If we don't give these stinky old dogs a little sweetness, they won't tolerate us settling on the construction site."

"But your wife is still pregnant after all." A player said hesitantly.

"If you don't want to stay here, get out." Li Jun looked at him with a fake smile. His originally upright face looked gloomy under the dim light. "Just look at it. If you leave our protection, will those alien species outside tear you to pieces?"

The location of this construction site is special, it is a Feng Shui treasure land. Low-level alien species that have lost their minds will not easily approach here. This is also a good place for players to rest temporarily.

However, there were many workers here, and they were not welcoming to such a large group of outsiders. In order to prevent them from gathering together and causing trouble, Li Jun decided to send his wife out in exchange.

This is the third month that the players have lived in this world. Strange mutants have appeared all over the world. They are crazy and bloodthirsty, and they especially like this group of gamers. They spare no effort to assimilate them into monsters.

Three companions have already become one of them during the escape.

The other players looked at this tense confrontation with strange expressions.

Li Jun is a man who usually loves his wife very much. Even if the players say a word to her, he will become jealous and furious.

However, when it comes to interests, this selfish and cold-blooded man can push his wife out in exchange without hesitation. Such a terrible character makes them a little wary, and they dare not offend him too much.

"This bitch did something bad behind my back." Li Jun said gloomily, "I must punish her. Her uterus was damaged and she couldn't get pregnant, but I don't know where she got a bastard from-"

"boom!"

Suddenly a loud noise came from the shack, interrupting Li Jun's words.

Everyone looked over there at the same time.

A handsome young man was holding a chair and smashing the head of a worker who had just taken off his pants. His usually gentle and smiling face was now extremely cold - Zhang Chunliang looked at the face that looked exactly like his own in shock. It seemed that what was happening now was what he had experienced before he lost his memory.

The workers whose good deeds were ruined pulled up their trousers and surrounded the young man with unfriendly faces.

Suddenly, a small dark shadow jumped out from behind Zhang Chunliang in this time and space, and pounced on the leader of the workers in the middle at lightning speed.

"Fuck—what the hell is this thing!!" A large piece of flesh was torn off the worker leader's face in an instant. He covered his bloody face and shouted in shock and anger.

All the workers stepped back a few steps. In front of Zhang Chunliang stood a little girl who was not even as tall as his knees.

She had two cute buns on her head and her face was extremely pale, not looking like a living person at all. She was wearing a black floral dress and had a piece of blurry flesh in her mouth. Her beautiful blue eyes were narrowed in dissatisfaction.

"Xiaobei, spit it out, it's very dirty." The young man coaxed it patiently.

The players who saw this scene looked extremely unhappy.

"What's that Zhang Chunliang in front of him? A prop?" a player couldn't help but ask.

"It's a bit strange - how come this prop looks alive?"

"I'm afraid he's been infected with a foreign virus! He looks a bit like those guys." Someone said in a trembling voice, making everyone's eyes instantly complicated.

Next to the shack, the workers who had just been attacked did not dare to act rashly. They scattered and hid in the distance, watching his movements vigilantly.

Zhang Chunliang in time and space gently lifted the lid of the shack and looked at the woman who was covered in disgrace.

"Thank you for braiding Xiao Bei's hair. She likes it very much." He seemed not to notice the woman's miserable condition and said to her, "I don't agree with all of Li Jun's decisions. I will leave here tonight. If you want to go together, feel free to contact me."

Wu Mei covered her chest with her hands, tears still welling up in her eyes: "My child is really his, why doesn't he believe it?"

Zhang Chunliang lowered his eyes, stopped talking, turned around and left.

He left with firm steps, bringing up a gust of wind that penetrated him in another time and space.

"...Xiao Bei?" Zhang Chunliang looked at the little girl who was taking small steps and following him in the previous game, and his mouth twitched slowly.

Could this be the “child” from his last game?

By the way, since the beginning of this game, he seemed to have never seen it again - the voodoo doll given to him by Li Zhuang.

Where is it now?