12: My room's been taken over by a dog? Throw it out!

Gu Fan stepped onto the soft Persian carpet, walking up to the second floor step by step.

Every footfall felt like a declaration to this luxury mansion that its rightful owner had returned.

The old butler, Uncle Wang, followed tremblingly behind, a handkerchief in hand to constantly wipe his sweat.

He was a veteran of the Gu Family and had seen many storms, but what had happened in the last half hour was truly beyond his understanding.

Looking at the back of the man ahead, Uncle Wang felt dazed; how was this the same submissive Eldest Young Master from before?

This was clearly a fierce beast.

"Eld... Eldest Young Master."

Seeing Gu Fan head straight for the master bedroom suite at the end of the hallway—the one with the best lighting and largest area—Uncle Wang finally couldn't help but speak up.

Though his voice shook violently.

"That... you've gone the wrong way."

Uncle Wang braced himself and blocked Gu Fan's path, attempting to ease the tension with his usual professional fake smile. "That... that is Young Master Yu's current collection room."

"Your room... the Master had it arranged for you on the first floor."

"It's the nanny's room next to the kitchen... oh no, I mean, the guest room."

In truth, it was a converted utility closet, formerly used for storing mops and brooms.

Gu Fan stopped and looked at the old butler meaningfully.

"Collection room?"

He pointed at the mahogany door inlaid with gold trim.

"I recall twenty years ago—no, two days ago—this was my bedroom, wasn't it?"

"What, I've only been gone for two days and this room's surname has changed to Gu Yu?"

Being stared at by Gu Fan's eyes, Uncle Wang felt the hair all over his body stand on end.

He remembered the bodyguard who had just performed a split so extreme it resulted in instant sterilization.

Not only that, he even felt a phantom pain in his own crotch.

"This... this was the Master and Madam's intention..." Uncle Wang's voice grew smaller and smaller. "They said Young Master Yu has some precious collectibles that need a place to be kept. Your room has a good orientation and is dry, which is suitable for..."

"Suitable for storing things, but not for people to live in, right?"

"Since they're collectibles, all the more reason to appreciate them properly."

Ignoring the butler blocking his path, he reached out and pushed the door open.

"Don't! Young Master! Inside are limited-edition figures and luxury watches! You won't be able to afford the compensation if they're damaged!"

Uncle Wang instinctively reached out to pull Gu Fan back.

But just as his hand was about to touch the corner of Gu Fan's clothes,

Gu Fan merely spared him a glance.

That gaze was cold and indifferent.

Uncle Wang's heart constricted sharply.

Survival instinct instantly took control of him.

He immediately retracted his hand, and because he pulled back too hard, he ended up slapping himself across the face.

"Slap!"

The slap woke him up.

He immediately retreated to the wall, bowing his head low, wishing he could blend into the wallpaper.

These days, it's just a job; no need to lose one's life over it.

Boom—

The heavy door was shoved open by Gu Fan.

A thick scent of incense wafted out, mixed with an indescribable air of extravagance.

Or what Gu Fan often called the "scent of a green tea bitch."

Gu Fan walked into the room and looked around.

The simple decor that once belonged to him had completely vanished.

In its place was a dazzling gallery of luxury goods.

Against the wall was a row of high-end glass display cases, filled with various limited-edition Gundam models and mecha figures, each worth a fortune.

In the center of the room was a massive display table covered in velvet, showcasing over a dozen world-renowned watches—Patek Philippe, Richard Mille... all sparkling under the lights.

Even the walls were covered in "abstract art paintings" that Gu Yu had won at various auctions.

This wasn't a room; it was practically a museum Gu Yu used to satisfy his own vanity.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Gu Fan casually picked up a diamond-encrusted watch from the table and weighed it in his hand.

"He used to cry poverty to me, saying he couldn't afford nutrient solutions."

"So this is where all the money went."

"The Gu Family's losses these past few years... it seems this rat has been busy moving things out."

Just then,

The rapid hum of an electric wheelchair motor came from the hallway.

Gu Yu, who had just regained consciousness and received basic bandaging, came charging over in a brand-new, high-tech intelligent wheelchair, fuming with rage.

His nose was covered in gauze, and his right leg, encased in a cast, was propped up high, making him look quite ridiculous.

"Put it down! Put it down right now!"

As soon as Gu Yu entered and saw Gu Fan holding his beloved watch, his eyes turned red.

"Get your filthy hands off that! It's limited edition! There are only three in the entire world! You're such a bumpkin that even if I sold you, you couldn't afford to pay for it if it breaks!"

Gu Yu maneuvered his wheelchair into the room, blocking Gu Fan like a rabid dog protecting its food.

"Is this a place you're even allowed to enter?"

"Every single item here is more expensive than your life!"

"Get out! Go to your kennel this instant! That's the only place you're fit for!"

Gu Yu cursed frantically in his heart:

[Damned bastard! Why don't you just die! Why come back! This room is mine! Everything in the Gu Family is mine! I'm going to kill you! I'll chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs!]

This malice was completely undisguised.

It was filled with extreme jealousy, greed, and murderous intent.

Gu Fan heard the long-awaited System notification.

[Ding! Detected excessive territorial awareness and extreme greedy malice from 'Gu Yu'.]

[Malice Rank: S-Rank (After all, you touched his lifeblood).]

[Backlash triggered! Multiplier: 80x.]

[Random effect generating... target detected on a high-tech vehicle.]

[Congratulations, selected: The Magic of Love Goes Round and Round (Centrifuge Edition).]

[Effect Description: Since you love this room so much, let's give you a 360-degree intimate contact with these treasures.]

Gu Yu was in the middle of his tirade, preparing to press the alarm button on his wheelchair to call for more people.

Suddenly,

The "Skywalker" smart wheelchair—worth 500,000 federation coins and supposedly equipped with a military-grade balance System—emitted a strange electronic sound.

"Beep! High owner excitement detected! Activating 'Carnival Party' mode!"

"This is youth! This is rock and roll!"

"Do you want to dance?"

Gu Yu was stunned. "What? What party mode? I never set..."

Before he could finish,

The four omnidirectional wheels beneath the wheelchair suddenly locked, while the core rotating bearing of the base instantly accelerated to 3,000 RPM.

Vroom————!!

The centrifugal force generated in that instant was immense.

Gu Yu didn't even have time to scream.

He felt the world instantly turn into a blur of lines.

The entire wheelchair became a massive, crazily spinning top.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Because the rotation was so fast, it actually created a powerful air current, sucking in the lighter ornaments around it.

Bang! Crash! Clatter!

The first to suffer was the nearest glass display case.

The spinning wheelchair footrest was like a high-speed circular saw, mercilessly sweeping through the priceless glass cabinet.

Glass shattered.

The limited-edition figures inside fell like rain, then were sucked into the wheelchair's vortex, instantly ground into a floor full of plastic shards.

"My Gundams! My figures!"

Gu Yu let out a distorted scream in the midst of the spinning, sounding alternately far and near, which was extremely comical.

But it wasn't over yet.

The wheelchair seemed to have a mind of its own and began dashing wildly around the room.

Crashing into everything.

Clang!

It knocked over the luxury watch display stand.

A dozen luxury watches bounced gleefully on the floor, only to be crushed one by one by the broken leg in the cast.

Crunch! Snap!

Hearing the sound of mechanical gears breaking, even Gu Fan felt a bit of a sting.

"Oh my! That's a Patek Philippe! Little brother, don't step on it!" Gu Fan shouted from the doorway (the absolute safe zone), feigning heartbreak.

"Help... help... stop... stop..."

Gu Yu had already been spun to the point of vomiting.

Under the effect of centrifugal force, the vomit sprayed onto the expensive paintings on the walls.

Finally,

The crazed wheelchair seemed to decide it had had enough fun, or perhaps its battery was exhausted.

It came to a sudden, violent halt.

Due to inertia, he was violently flung out.

Whoosh—

Gu Yu, who wasn't wearing a seatbelt (it had already snapped during the spinning), flew out diagonally upward like a cannonball.

He traced a parabolic arc.

His destination was the massive, complex crystal chandelier right in the center of the room.

Crash!

Gu Yu crashed headfirst into the crystal lamp.

Whether by coincidence or not, his belt happened to hook onto an extremely sturdy metal bracket.

And so,

This farce finally came to a close.

The wheelchair lay paralyzed in the corner, emitting black smoke.

The roomful of collectibles had been turned into ruins.

And the room's occupant, Gu Yu, was currently swinging back and forth in mid-air along with the swaying crystal chandelier.

His eyes were rolled back, his face was covered in vomit, drool leaked from the corner of his mouth, and his leg in the cast dangled helplessly in the air.

Plop.

A golden card fell out of Gu Yu's upside-down pocket.

It landed right at Gu Fan's feet.

Gu Fan bent down to pick it up.

It was a metal card with a special texture, printed with a double helix gene logo and a line of small text:

[Eden Gene Laboratory - Top VIP Pass]

[Holder: Gu Yu]

Gu Fan's eyes narrowed.

"Eden?"

This was one of the world's largest villainous organizations, a notorious base for mad scientists.

It seemed the waters behind this fake brother were even deeper than imagined.

"Since you're so generous, destroying these worldly possessions with your own hands just to clear the room for me, and even holding a 'hanging upside-down' celebration ceremony for yourself..."

Gu Fan tucked the card away and looked up at Gu Yu hanging from the lamp, giving him a thumbs-up.

"I'll remember this brotherly affection."

"Uncle Wang."

Gu Fan turned to look at the butler, who had long since collapsed in terror at the doorway.

"Why are you still standing there? Can't you see Young Master Yu is tired? Let him hang there and rest for a while."

"Find a couple of people to sweep up the trash here."

"This room belongs to me from now on."

"Remember, spray plenty of disinfectant. This smell... it's too pungent."