186: The Bizarre Red Fruit (Highly Rated, Extra Chapters +2)

"Eat it when I tell you to, stop talking nonsense."

A crazed look appeared in Skinny Monkey's eyes. He snatched the fruit, forced open the old man's mouth, and stuffed it in.

The old man almost lost his footing from the action but still swallowed the fruit.

"...Not tasty...not sweet..."

The old man's mumbling didn't elicit any reaction from Skinny Monkey. He silently watched his father.

The old man just looked at his son, and after a while, as if suddenly remembering something, he said:

"...Right...your favorite...biscuits..."

He staggered a couple of steps and took out a tightly wrapped bag from a drawer.

He unwrapped the bag layer by layer, revealing some broken biscuits inside.

The old man handed the biscuits to his son, smiling as he said:

"Eat...biscuits..."

This was his son's favorite thing to eat. Even though he was somewhat senile now, he still remembered this.

However, his son did not take the biscuits.

Skinny Monkey stared blankly at his father. After all this time, he hadn't become more senile.

"Impossible! Impossible!"

Skinny Monkey suddenly grabbed the old man's shoulders and demanded:

"You're already so foolish, why can't you be a little more foolish?!

Useless, truly useless!"

The biscuits in the old man's hand already had cracks, and with this shake, they directly scattered onto the floor.

The old man broke free from Skinny Monkey's grasp, bent down to pick up the biscuit fragments from the ground.

At the same time, he quietly murmured:

"Son...likes to eat...can't throw away..."

"What a useless old man!"

Skinny Monkey's eyes turned red. He hadn't expected that he truly wouldn't have a chance to control the Little Demons.

If he could control the Little Demons, he could live the life he wanted!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Finally, all his rage accumulated, and he actually kicked the old man.

Although his profession wasn't powerful, his body had still undergone some modifications.

With that kick, his elderly father was sent flying into the coffee table.

"Useless old man, what good are you for? Huh?"

He seemed unsatisfied and wanted to continue hitting him.

Just then, he saw the biscuits tightly clutched in the old man's hand.

A nameless fire rose in his heart, causing him to directly step on the old man's hand.

"Is this what I want to eat? Huh? What I want to eat are delicacies from land and sea!"

He stomped repeatedly, cracking the old man's hand bones, and then kicked him again in the head.

The old man let out incoherent cries, but he protected the biscuit crumbs with his body.

He didn't know why his son was so angry. Perhaps he was too useless?

But these biscuits were hard to come by, and his son would surely want to eat them once his anger subsided.

His son was like this when he was little, prone to tantrums, but always pestering him to buy biscuits.

Skinny Monkey kicked repeatedly until the old man couldn't even make a sound.

Just then, he saw a black crow watching him from his window.

"What are you looking at?"

He transferred his remaining anger to this crow, and just as he was about to grab it, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.

Turning around, it was Wu Hao, a powerful individual from this Gathering Place.

"How did you come here? Did my voice just now scare you?"

Skinny Monkey's voice suddenly became incredibly fawning. He looked apologetically at Wu Hao, without any of his previous arrogance.

Wu Hao was, of course, Gu Qinghan. He had already witnessed the entire process through the Crow King's vision.

Gu Qinghan couldn't imagine why such a person would lay hands on his own biological father.

Even until the very end, the old man protected the biscuit crumbs without fighting back.

Such a person doesn't deserve to be human!

He suppressed his anger and suddenly spoke:

"Actually, I'm very curious, what do you all do in that hotel?"

Skinny Monkey froze for a moment, seemingly not expecting Wu Hao to ask this question.

And, wasn't it said that this Wu Hao couldn't speak?

However, the other party's next words made Skinny Monkey cast aside all his doubts:

"Tell me, the more detailed the better, and you can follow me from now on."

Even if he couldn't gain the ability to control demons, if he could gain Wu Hao's trust, he would definitely not be in a bad position!

Skinny Monkey had completely given up the ability to think. He just wanted to tell everything he knew:

"In that hotel, there's a tree that bears some fruits.

Our job is to select some people and have them drip blood onto those fruits.

Some people who eat these blood-dripped fruits will become senile.

The people who drip blood, however, gain the ability to control Little Demons. We call those who eat the fruits 'nourishment'.

There are many rooms in that hotel, and the person in each room is the nourishment for one of the controllers."

Gu Qinghan noted all of this and then continued to ask: "What about those people outside?"

Skinny Monkey was practically answering every question now. He quickly said:

"Those are the nourishment of deceased controllers. There weren't enough rooms, so we drove them out.

The leader said they would still be useful later, so we didn't kill them."

Gu Qinghan asked many more questions, all about details.

Only after Skinny Monkey had confessed all the details did Gu Qinghan nod and say:

"You answered very well, but people like you are actually the ones who deserve to die the most, you know?"

His voice was devoid of emotion, as if stating an objective fact.

Skinny Monkey's expression suddenly stiffened. He instantly realized something was wrong.

The next moment, he suddenly screamed and lunged towards the window.

If he could just get out, he could attract others' attention.

At the same time, he could tell others that Wu Hao wanted to spy on the leader's secrets!

But just then, the crow by the window suddenly grew larger, scaring him back directly.

As Skinny Monkey retreated repeatedly, he touched something cold.

Looking back, it was a skeleton holding a giant axe.

He was instantly terrified, falling to his knees and begging Gu Qinghan for mercy.

He wanted to attract others, but no one came.

Gu Qinghan looked at the now utterly humble Skinny Monkey and sneered:

"You can cry louder; no one will come."

Besides the previous items, Gu Qinghan had also obtained two items at the auction.

One of them was a high-level source peeking scroll that could only be used after level thirty.

The other was a gold-grade ring:

【Peach Blossom Spring (Gold): Level 0】

【Effect: Centered on oneself, forms a space of up to one hundred cubic meters, isolating all sounds and combat aura from the outside world. Cooldown 30 minutes.】

The skeleton's axe handle was placed against Skinny Monkey's neck, slowly tightening.

At this moment, Skinny Monkey suddenly remembered memories of being bullied as a child.

Back then, his father would stand up for him.

But just now, he had personally killed his own father...