Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

"Squeak."

Zhang Chunliang opened the door a crack and looked down at the little boy who was only as tall as his waist.

"Brother..." Zhang Chunkang looked at the young man in front of him with moist eyes. He kept staring at Zhang Chunliang, then suddenly threw himself into his arms.

The child's soft body made Zhang Chunliang feel uncomfortable. He stiffened all over and wanted to push the child out of his arms.

This discomfort gradually turned into a strange burning sensation, and it took him a while to realize that he was shaking uncontrollably.

Strangely enough, Zhang Chunliang didn't feel that he was afraid of this "brother", but his whole body was shaking and he subconsciously wanted to step back.

It was as if another person was controlling his body.

The child was very strong, his hands tightly grasped the clothes around his waist, he was hot like a fireball, and his face was full of grievance.

"Brother, did I make you unhappy?" Zhang Chunkang looked at Zhang Chunliang sadly, his eyes seemed about to break.

It's so weird.

Zhang Chunliang looked at the child in front of him blankly.

He could sense Zhang Chunkang's strangeness, but he felt from the bottom of his heart that the child in front of him really seemed to regard him as his brother.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little tired." Zhang Chunliang murmured, "I want to rest for a while."

Zhang Chunkang nodded quickly, ran to his small room and dragged out a thick quilt, wanting to give it to Zhang Chunliang.

"I don't need these." Zhang Chunliang quickly refused.

The bedding looked brand new and soft, and might have been made at great expense. If the hostess of this family saw that Zhang Chunkang gave it to Zhang Chunliang, she would definitely be in trouble.

Seeing Zhang Chunliang's firm attitude, the child reluctantly took the quilt back.

"Why are you here? Where is that family?" Zhang Chunliang opened the door and looked outside the yard. The Zhang family's house was very quiet now, as if everyone had left.

"They went to the vegetable garden, but I said I was feeling a little unwell, so I came back early." Zhang Chunkang took out the snacks that he had specially hidden in his bag for Zhang Chunliang and held them high as if he were presenting a treasure.

It was a piece of jujube paste cake carefully wrapped in a handkerchief. The white and crispy outer skin was falling off and it looked extremely sweet.

"Brother, please eat this. This is what Father Zhang gave me in exchange for the food he earned from working." Zhang Chunkang looked at the young man, his expression full of anticipation.

"Thank you." Zhang Chunliang did not refuse. After accepting the snack, he asked, "Supplies are scarce here. This snack will require a lot of food, right?"

Zhang Chunkang didn't answer, but just stared at him with red and obsessed eyes, looking very weird.

"Brother?" Zhang Chunliang frowned and reminded, "Does anything look wrong with me?"

"Brother, you are too thin. Did you suffer a lot on the road?" The little boy looked Zhang Chunliang up and down, and after a long time, he whispered, "I will feed you well..."

Both his eyes and the tone of his voice seemed so inappropriate, not like a child of a few years old at all.

Zhang Chunliang couldn't stand his extremely sticky tone, so he suppressed his discomfort and gently ordered him to leave: "I'm a little tired now, I want to rest first, is that okay?"

"Okay, okay..." Zhang Chunkang nodded and reluctantly reminded him, "Then you must take good care of yourself. I will continue to bring you delicious food in the evening..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Chunliang closed the shabby wooden door.

The boy stood in front of the door for a long time, then slowly tilted his head.

His eyes were filled with creepy excitement and his throat rolled.

"Brother..." he murmured, "I finally see you again... I missed you so much."

……

"Man, your name is fickle." Qu Anran teased Zhang Chunliang with an exaggerated aria, and her two thieving rat paws stole the date paste cake from his hand.

"Qu Anran." Zhang Chunliang looked at him seriously, "Xiaoxing can turn into a cat. When he comes back, I will let him carry you around the world. I swear."

The little black mouse squeaked, as if perfunctorily responding to Zhang Chunliang's threat. He sniffed the date paste pastry again and again, then asked Qu Anyi to come over and smell it carefully again.

"Any questions?" Zhang Chunliang squatted down and looked at the two little mice who were studying the sweet date paste cakes with serious faces.

"No problem." Qu Anran replied, "This is the biggest problem."

As a guy who looked very abnormal, how could he give Zhang Chunliang a piece of food that had no problem at all?

"You may not believe it, but I think he likes me." He said shamelessly after observing the dessert for a moment.

The two little mice raised their heads at the same time and looked at Zhang Chunliang with subtle eyes. The little white mouse even jumped onto Zhang Chunliang's collar, trying to feel the warmth of his face.

"It's not what you think." Zhang Chunliang explained helplessly, "I feel... this guy is appreciating me like an object. He seems to have a special liking for my body."

The two little mice looked even weirder.

"Man, your name is Chao! Qin! Mu! Chu!" Qu Anran said word by word, "When Boss Shen comes back, I will make him turn into a big black panther and carry you around the world. I swear."

Zhang Chunliang didn't continue chatting with him.

The itchy discomfort all over his body had only just subsided.

It's strange to say, but Zhang Chunkang didn't bother to hide his weirdness at all, and he didn't seem to worry at all that Zhang Chunliang would doubt his identity.

"He is looking down on me." Zhang Chunliang said softly, "He is not even bothered to pretend in front of me."

Qu Anran did not respond because he knew clearly the meaning behind this matter.

When your enemy no longer pretends in front of you, it often means that he thinks you are starting to become weak.

The evening was relatively peaceful. Zhang Chunliang refused the dinner that Zhang Chunkang brought him. It was a few small red fruits that looked sweet and sour and delicious.

The child's expression did not show any surprise. He smiled good-naturedly at Zhang Chunliang and did not force him to eat the food he brought him.

No one ate the piece of jujube paste cake. Zhang Chunliang wrapped it up and put it aside, then shared the remaining biscuits with the two little mice.

"I have to find a job tomorrow," Zhang Chunliang planned, "otherwise we will run out of food."

The two little mice lay limp on his chest, one on each side, sleeping in a ball with him.

In this quiet and hot night, Zhang Chunliang slept uneasily. The room was dusty and dark, and the floor was uneven and had a lot of coal ash and stones. He didn't have a mat to lay on the floor, and it hurt all over his body.

In the pitch-black night, a ball of insubstantial black fog slowly condensed around him. The black fog appeared with great difficulty and had no shape.

It seemed to want to touch Zhang Chunliang, but before it could touch his slightly frowning brows, it dissipated unwillingly.

……

"What is that in your hand?" Qu Anran got up early, washed his face with his rat claws, and asked Zhang Chunliang beside him.

Zhang Chunliang was standing in the light from the hole in the utility room, holding up a black glass bead and examining it repeatedly.

"I don't know. He suddenly appeared next to me this morning," he said.

He looked at the bead for several minutes before carefully putting it back into his pocket.

"You seem to be in a good mood." Qu Anran asked, "So can you give me a piece of brown sugar? Qu Anyi didn't give me any of the piece yesterday."

The little white mouse behind him rolled his eyes a little.

"Okay." Zhang Chunliang smiled slightly.

He walked forward and opened the shabby wooden door. A large, soft steamed bun was placed at the door, but Zhang Chunkang was nowhere to be seen.

"I heard them this morning." Qu Anyi climbed onto Zhang Chunliang's shoulder and gently rubbed his cheek with the tip of his nose.

He seemed to enjoy being treated as a pet.

"The man of the house went to work in the ancestral hall, and the woman and two children went to help in a workshop. They left early."

"Thank you." Zhang Chunliang took it off his shoulder and put it in his chest pocket.

"Where are we going today?" Qu Anran stretched out his two paws and let Zhang Chunliang pick him up.

"Ancestral Hall."

Zhang Chunliang left Zhang Dongliang's house and decided to visit Li Zhuang before going to the ancestral hall to find out the situation.

In the morning, there are fewer refugees on both sides of the village road. Many of them go to do odd jobs to earn food. Although the locals do not welcome them, they can always get some work to do if they are thick-skinned.

Zhang Chunliang found the village committee along the same route he took yesterday.

As a result, I knocked on the door for a long time but got no response.

"Secretary Li and other officials went to the ancestral hall yesterday to deal with an accident." A refugee who lived nearby took the black ball from Zhang Chunliang and pointed him in the direction of the ancestral hall. "I heard that something serious happened at the ancestral hall. Several villagers were eaten. Secretary Li and his officials went there last night, but they haven't come back yet."

The man's expression was very numb, and there was no emotion at all when he talked about cannibalism.

Zhang Chunliang nodded and went in the direction he pointed.

The ancestral hall built by Shuangshi Village is located in a high mountain forest to the south of Shuangshi Village. There are natural mazes here. Without the tokens given by the villagers of Shuangshi Village, it is impossible to find the specific location of the ancestral hall. Those who mistakenly enter may even be trapped to death in the mountains, with no trace of their bodies left.

Therefore, there were no villagers guarding the woods.

When Zhang Chunliang arrived at the edge of the woods, there was no one there. The open space was filled with flat stones and hoes for digging the ground. The tools were placed in a very messy manner, as if they had been abandoned here in some emergency situation.

"I smell blood." Qu Anyi poked his head out of his pocket and reminded, "It's in that woods. There's a lot of it."

Zhang Chunliang looked around and found a suitable hoe nearby.

"Should we go in, Liangliang?" Qu Anyi asked, "Otherwise, let's wait until we find a suitable body before making plans. You will get hurt."

"Thank you, Xiaoyi." Zhang Chunliang waved away the overgrown branches and said, "Please show me the way. I want to find where the smell of blood is the strongest."

"Point him back home." Qu Anran suggested, "Two mice each of us is not enough to fill the teeth of those weird monkeys. Monkeys can eat people and will tear you apart alive."

Zhang Chunliang pressed its noisy little head back into his pocket and casually chopped apart the bushes in front of him.

Logically speaking, since there is a ancestral hall in the mountain, there should be roads that humans have walked on. However, since Zhang Chunliang came into the mountain, it was as if he had entered a desolate forest that no one had ever set foot on. There were no boundaries in front, behind, left, or right, and he could not find the direction.

Fortunately, Qu Anyi was very sensitive to the smell of blood. He constantly helped Zhang Chunliang correct his direction and walked towards the place where the smell of human flesh was the strongest.

The path along this forest road was very strange. Sometimes Zhang Chunliang felt like he was going in circles, but the next second he inexplicably ended up in another place.

This forest seems to make people hallucinate and lose their direction.

The forest was damp and hot, and the ground was covered with thick mud and rotten leaves. After a while, his whole body was soaked with a layer of wet sweat, and his skin was sore, numb, itchy and swollen.

"We have to leave quickly." Qu Anran's voice became deeper. "The air and leaves here are all poisonous. They are corroding our bodies."

After walking for about twenty or thirty minutes, Zhang Chunliang finally saw a brand new stone road with obvious signs of human construction.

It seems that these are the external steps of the ancestral hall built by the villagers of Shuangshi.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief and stepped onto the stone path.

The next second, the long-lost crazy mumbling invaded his brain, making his ears ring and ache violently as if he could not bear the burden.

His body swayed for a moment, then fell straight to the ground.

"Stupid brother, you won't get any thanks from humans for doing this. They are ungrateful ants and bugs who stepped on your corpse to get to the top!" A violent and gloomy voice sounded in Zhang Chunliang's head.

The voice was unfamiliar, but the tone was familiar.

"Don't say that about them... They are all my descendants. I should take care of them and love them." A gentle and familiar voice said helplessly, "Kang Kang, shouldn't you understand this better? After all, you are all my..."

"I'm different from them!" This voice seemed to be angered, and instantly raised its voice, "I'm different from them, I am a part of you, we are blood-bound, no, I am you——!"

"Don't be like this... You're too fierce." The gentle voice timidly whispered, "Kang Kang, calm down."

Zhang Chunliang finally heard clearly who the owner of this voice was—the world consciousness of this world, the flattering godhead.

What is the identity of this "Kang Kang" who is talking to him, and what is his relationship with the Zhang Chunkang he met?

"I hate you comparing me with them, brother." Kang Kang said in a gloomy and strange tone, "I am different from them. I am the reluctance, grievance, sadness and anger that appeared in your long life. I should be a part of your soul. Since you are willing to give me life, it means that you acknowledge my identity."

Zhang Chunliang finally understood the conversation between the two. He showed an incredible look and was almost mad at this world consciousness - the world consciousness actually separated his negative energy and gave it life.

Isn't this so-called Kang Kang its inner demon? !

He really wanted to pull out the Holy Father System and let it see that there was someone in this world who was more suitable to be its host than Zhang Chunliang!

"You are always like this... you think your love can be shared equally with anyone." Kang Kang said softly, "You just want to expel the virus from your body, but they spit on you, frighten you, and even insult you. Even so, don't you blame them?"

"You won't understand. They are all my children." The World Consciousness said in a gentle and calm tone, "Since you are a part of me, then Kang Kang, you should treat them as well as I do."

"Why? They took away your attention from me, and your love for me, yet they still shamelessly insult you like this." Kang Kang sneered and declared word by word, "You should only belong to me, and they will eventually pay the price."

"What are you going to do?" The usually calm world consciousness was rarely panicked, "Kang Kang, don't do anything stupid..."

"It's too late, brother." Kang Kang chuckled twice, his tone morbidly happy, "He and I have reached a consensus. As long as I help Him get this world, then He will give you to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole world became hot and dry.

Originally, in order to expel the virus, the world consciousness had used various disasters to devastate the world, but Kang Kang accelerated the process of world destruction, and soon, the world was destroyed by the terrifying high temperature.

The world consciousness whose body had disappeared fell into extreme fear and fled in panic in the empty space.

But where can it escape to? It and Kang Kang are one, and it will be discovered no matter where it hides in this world.

It kept fleeing and hiding in fear and despair, and in order to capture it, Kang Kang teamed up with the invader from a higher dimension to reshape its dying body over and over again in order to attract its remaining consciousness.

It won't hold on for much longer, Kang Kang will catch it soon.

When it was desperate to self-destruct, a group of strange "viruses" came into this world. Among them was a human who was so different. His body was "airtight" and exuded an inviolable strength. It seemed that no force could destroy him from the outside.

It had a premonition that this special human could help it escape the capture of its inner demons and even save its world.

So, it took advantage of the moment when he just entered the world and his body was most compatible with its own, and slipped into his body to soothe its own devastated consciousness.

Don't worry, it won't live in someone else's body for no reason. It will bestow some power on this kind-hearted human and his companions as rent.

I just hope he can save this world, can save it...