Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

"Did it really say that?" After listening to Xiao Ai's retelling, Zhang Chunliang leaned back in the rattan chair thoughtfully.

The golden backrest suddenly made a crisp and pleasant collision sound.

Zhang Chunliang: "...Xiao Ai, although these small decorations are beautiful, you don't have to stick them on the back of the chair. To be honest, it's a bit uncomfortable..."

Xiao Ai nodded obediently, rubbed his shoulders, then picked him up and put him on the bed that hadn't had time to put sequins on it.

Wang Shaofan was stunned watching from the side and completely forgot what he was going to say.

"Is this how you usually get along..." His expression was a little subtle.

This lord is good in everything except his taste in boyfriends. He found a skeleton before and a weird-looking vine man this time...

"Not really." Zhang Chunliang explained seriously, "It has calmed down a lot. If you weren't here, it would still kiss my face..."

Wang Shaofan's mouth twitched and he decisively ended the topic.

"Long Zinan contacted me before." He said seriously, "She said she killed the remaining four players. I found it very strange. She was very clear-headed and didn't seem to have turned into a puppet."

"Then he must have heard some news, so he decided to change sides at the last minute. She is not important now. What I care about most is Kister." Zhang Chunliang said, "It looks like it is going to do something big."

"Lord, did you... know that it was going to kill the players?" Wang Shaofan asked hesitantly.

Zhang Chunliang's expression was too calm. Combined with his previous requirement that players must look for fake treasures, he believed that Zhang Chunliang had anticipated the current situation - and might even be deliberately condoning it.

Zhang Chunliang nodded: "The treasure in the tomb is a trap specially set by Kister for the players. Kenshahua is responsible for controlling the players' behavior with bubbles, so that they are attracted by the treasure and die in front of the tomb."

"That's true..." Wang Shaofan nodded, "After we arrived at the Tomb of Two Hands, the puppet quickly revealed its true form. It sucked a player into the ring and then committed suicide."

His expression looked normal, as if he had no objection to Zhang Chunliang's behavior of instructing the players to die.

"I have to explain something to you." Zhang Chunliang sat up sincerely and looked directly at Wang Shaofan's face. "I got a clue about Kenshahua by chance. Her bubbles can indeed control other creatures, but there is a prerequisite - the person being controlled must have extremely deep evil thoughts."

Therefore, the puppet that can be controlled by it must be a person with evil intentions.

When he guessed that Kenshahua's bubble might control his body, he was once very worried that he would lose control. But Xiao Ai assured him that he would not be controlled, because he had no evil thoughts about anything in this copy from beginning to end, and Kenshahua could not take advantage of it.

That's why he let the players explore the tomb without any worries. As long as the players who entered the cemetery had pure minds and no distractions, they would not die so easily.

"So... that's how it is." Wang Shaofan's expression was stunned. He opened his mouth, wanting to ask Zhang Chunliang why he didn't tell him this information in advance.

But he looked at his lord's sincere and gentle eyes, and swallowed all his questions. Yes, what difference does it make whether he is told or not? If he is controlled by Kenshahua, it only means that his mind is not pure, and his death is his own fault.

"Does this setting look familiar to you?" Zhang Chunliang asked with a smile, "Attracting malicious people to commit suicide at a fixed location... using sinful blood to mourn the dead, just like..."

"A sacrificial ceremony." Wang Shaofan continued with a heavy face, "The Mermaid King's body has not been buried in the tomb. The players are also part of its burial ceremony."

"My guess is exactly the opposite of yours." Zhang Chunliang shook his head and said, "I think Kister does not intend to bury the Mermaid King."

Wang Shaofan looked surprised and obviously couldn't understand what Zhang Chunliang meant.

"Atonement, sacrifice, using the players' blood to sacrifice to Deep Blue..." Zhang Chunliang counted them one by one on his fingers, then spread out his palm in front of Wang Shaofan, "I think what Kister really wants to do is to revive the Mermaid King."

"This... this is too, too outrageous!" Wang Shaofan stood up in disbelief, saying, "Resurrection? It killed the Mermaid King, and then spent so much time and energy just to revive it?!"

Zhang Chunliang stood up and looked at the overlapping and hazy mountain ridges outside through the jingling colored glass wind chimes on the roof.

The remains of the Mermaid King were buried in the five most sacred and dangerous places on the Holy Island, which in itself was a very strange thing.

"I have always believed that Kist buried the remains of the mermaid king Shenlan in five forbidden areas in a special way to communicate with the Holy Island, begging it to protect the mermaids from being expelled from the Holy Island." He casually plucking the wind chimes and slowly sorting out his thoughts, "But the premise is that the Holy Island once asked it to do so."

Kister had raised Deep Blue for many years and had deep feelings for it. Without special reasons, he should not have treated his adopted son's corpse so cruelly.

However, Zhang Chunliang was sure that the Holy Island of Elant would not ask the mermaids to dismember their king. It did not have such a bad habit. Then, the reason why Kister cut Deep Blue into five pieces was worth pondering.

"Energy." Zhang Chunliang recalled the five locations where the corpse was found and answered confidently, "It placed the bones in the five places with the most concentrated energy on the Holy Island to steal the energy of the Holy Island and maintain the activity of the bones. It's like... using this island as a plastic wrap."

"Cling Film" Xiao Ai was climbing up and down in the corner of the nest, patching things up busily. While the two were talking, it had already covered the outer shell of the vine bed with beautiful crystal leaves.

Wang Shaofan was shocked, looking at Zhang Chunliang's expression as if he was looking at something incomprehensible: "My Lord, I found something... You seem to be particularly good at guessing the psychological activities of villains, and your guesses are quite reasonable..."

Zhang Chunliang gave him a polite smile: "My pleasure."

"So it seems that Kister did kill the Mermaid King, but he didn't really want it to die... Can I understand it this way?" Wang Shaofan thought hard, "It was forced by someone, or in other words, at that time, it had to kill the Mermaid King in order to 'save' it?"

Zhang Chunliang snapped his fingers and praised: "You also have a villain's instinct."

If what the two guessed is true, then the grand event that Kister mentioned tomorrow is the resurrection ceremony of the Mermaid King Deep Blue.

What does it take to revive a dead body?

Zhang Chunliang casually stroked the window frame with his hand.

It needs a lively skeleton, fresh blood, a fresh and powerful body, and... the soul of the dead person.

Kister had obviously prepared all these things.

It is right, Zhang Chunliang will definitely attend the banquet.

Because he had a premonition that the Mermaid King's fourth treasure was hidden at the banquet.

Zhang Chunliang did not sleep well that night.

The bad guy Xiao Ai pretended to obey but secretly put a circle of gems that kept changing colors on the edge of their bed. He was bathed in eerie light all night and dreamed that he was tied up by a group of dancing vines and thrown into a monster cave where he was tormented all night.

When he woke up the next day, he ordered Xiao Ai to restore the house to its original state: "Baby, when I have enough points, I will go to the system to exchange for a book on art aesthetics for you... To be honest, I don't think it's a good idea for you to embed a whole large mirror on the roof."

He left Xiao Ai, who looked resentful, to clean the house alone and decided to go find someone to talk to first.

As soon as he got down from the tree house, he saw an unexpected guest.

"Fox?" He was a little surprised. "Who are you looking for?"

There was dew on the fox's shoulders, and it looked like it had been waiting for some time.

He raised the leaf invitation card in his hand and waved it towards Zhang Chunliang: "This appeared at the entrance of my cave last night. I am sure that I did not reveal my whereabouts to anyone."

The fox never comes into contact with the mermaids. His whereabouts are erratic every day. If it weren't for the treasure hunting mission, it would be difficult for players to encounter him.

Therefore, the appearance of this invitation letter is particularly strange, which means that someone has been observing the fox and even knows everything about him.

"Liangliang, can I clean up... part of it first?" Xiao Ai poked half of her head out of the tree house with a worried look in her eyes, "I also want to attend the party..."

Zhang Chunliang was almost killed by its cuteness. Although his mind told him that this guy just admired his extravagant decoration style and was reluctant to tear it down, so he used the beauty trap on him, he still couldn't help but forgive it.

"I can wait for you for another three minutes, baby," Zhang Chunliang suggested. "You can change into that robin skin...it's beautiful and smells good."

The fox couldn't stand Zhang Chunliang's sudden annoying look, so he stood there with his arms folded, looking at him with annoyance and disgust.

This expression seemed very new to Zhang Chunliang. You know, the fox had never shown such emotions before. It seemed that this invitation had a great impact on his mood.

"Why don't you go and take a look yourself?" Zhang Chunliang pointed in the direction of the banquet, "Today may be a very special day."

The fox stared at his mysterious look and frowned slightly.

At this moment, Zhang Chunliang's player communicator vibrated. This was the single-line communicator given to him by Wang Shaofan. Points would be deducted based on the number of times used. If it wasn't an extremely urgent situation, he would not be willing to use it.

"My lord - I think you have to come here as soon as possible. The situation here... is a bit tricky." Wang Shaofan's voice was tense, as if he saw some incomprehensible scene.

He tossed and turned last night, and in order to prove Zhang Chunliang's guess, he went to the mermaids' ceremony site early today.

However, the scene before him still gave him a sense of unrealistic absurdity.

He felt a chill on his back and looked at Long Zinan solemnly.

In front of them was a huge triangular stone altar with seven wooden racks erected on it. On each of the racks was tied a mermaid whose blood had been drained and internal organs disemboweled.

Their blue blood, meat and internal organs were put into three round-bellied stone pots, and the air was filled with a strange fishy smell.

These were not that scary. Wang Shaofan had even guessed that this sacrifice would involve the use of living mermaids as sacrifices. However, what he had not guessed was -

The dead mermaid on the tall wooden frame in the middle was none other than the current mermaid leader, Kister.

Its face was shriveled and pale, and its head drooped low, as if it had been dead for a long time.

The mermaids present were shocked and rioted in panic, but were forced back under the altar by the weapons of the fully armed mermaid guards.

"What's going on..." Wang Shaofan looked at Long Zinan with a trembling voice, "Do you know what happened? Kister, the deputy captain of the camp... just died like that?!"

Long Zinan's expression was obviously very ugly. She opened her camp panel. There were only two people left in the vice-captain's camp, she and Wang Shaofan. Due to the death of the camp leader, the entire panel turned gray, but - the camp mode was not terminated.

"It's not over yet, we still have hope... Kist is dead, but his camp hasn't lost yet." Long Zinan said, "I heard about his conspiracy and negotiation with Kenshahua a few days ago. Their goal is to resurrect the Mermaid King, but the resurrection ceremony must use the blood of five sinful players to 'wash his bones'. However, Kenshahua can only control one puppet to die at a time. In order to speed up the progress, I tricked those players into the tomb..."

The so-called faction victory is not to make Kist become the Mermaid King, but to resurrect the former Mermaid King.

However, Long Zinan did not expect that this madman would actually turn himself into a part of the ceremony.

"The resurrection ceremony of the Mermaid King is still going on, so we haven't failed yet." Long Zinan looked at Kister's shriveled and pale body, his lips pale, "I just wanted to get a key and leave this copy, why is it so... shit!"

There were more and more mermaids in the audience. They dressed up in their best clothes, using shells, seaweed, corals and pearls to decorate themselves beautifully, ready to celebrate this grand event. However, they never expected that as soon as they arrived here, they saw this cruel and incomprehensible scene.

The valleys, lakes, and meadows were crowded with mermaids. They huddled together in panic and confusion, with the dried fish patties they had for picnics scattered all over the ground in their paws.

In the terrifying and tense atmosphere, one could faintly hear the sound of fish weeping and humming.

Zhang Chunliang and Fox arrived at the scene at this time.

Xiao Ai turned into a thick, wavy vine on the ground and brought the two here at the fastest speed.

The fox raised its head and looked at Kister's lifeless body, standing there, motionless.

"Is everyone here?"

A gentle, ethereal voice came from the top of the altar.

Kenshahua's head was placed neatly in the center of the altar. This was the last thing her husband did for her before he left.

Behind it is the mermaid king's completely pieced-together white skeleton, which is gentle and lustrous in the early morning light, as if it still has life.

"Next, I will tell you a story." Its voice was like a slow stream, telling the story slowly. "I swear, this is the last story."