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Chapter 55 - 53 The Secrets of the Small Room~_3

Chapter 55: Chapter 53 The Secrets of the Small Room~_3

"I know, honey, you sure are a chatterbox~"

Three little ones following suit.

(⚈₃⚈) "I know, Mommy, you sure are a chatterbox~" x3

"Jiang Xiao! If you lead them astray, you’re going to dine with Big Yellow tonight!"

"And you three! Are you itching for a spanking? Don’t think I can’t hit you just because your dad protects you!"

Amidst Sun Wei’s stern scolding, Jiang Xiao had set off with the wooden cart.

What a shabby mode of transportation.

Not even one of those pedal-operated rickshaws~

"Daddy, I want to ride on your head too, Shi Shi, can we switch..."

Mu Xitang was envious of Shi Shi’s ’position.’

The latter snorted coldly, proudly tilting her head, evidently not interested in switching with Xi Tang.

"Actually, Bai Yi also wants to ride on Daddy’s head..."

Jiang Xiao: ...

Even if Daddy were crazy, you can’t just bluntly say you want to ride on my head, right?

"Daddy, Daddy, I want to hear the story of the fight against the White Bone Demon again."

"Me too! Me too!"

"Okay, then I have to ask you a question, and if you can answer it, I’ll tell the story."

"Alright!" x3

"If the White Bone Demon feels her skull is aching, should she see a neurologist or an orthopedist?"

"Of course, she should see! Of course, she should see..."

The smiles slowly faded from the three little girls’ faces.

Evidently, Jiang Xiao’s question was beyond the intellectual reach of five-year-old children.

Another question that could touch the souls of the audience in the live broadcast room.

[Here it comes again, that oppressive feeling unique to this man...]

[Can normal people please leave the live stream now? Our mental patients are about to start debating the question posed by the great Jiang.]

[So, my fellow patients, what do you think?]

[Neurologist +10010, a headache means you treat the brain, no problem!]

[Orthopedist +10086, do you think the White Bone Demon even has a brain?]

[She doesn’t have a brain? Then how did she deceive Tang Sanzang time and again?]

[Are you an idiot? The White Bone Demon’s skull is empty, are you going to treat her ’brain’?]

As the debate raged on, someone jumped in.

[Ergh, how many times do I have to say it? Don’t just look at the surface and ignore the essence of the problem!]

[Brother, what do you mean?]

[How could the White Bone Demon possibly have a headache? She’s a demon! A demon, clearly, she should see a psychiatrist!]

[White Bone Demon: Are you being polite?]

Hiss...

[Wow, that makes sense! Psychiatrist +10011.]

[Brother, you can be discharged, get out of our live stream, thank you!]

Normal people in the live stream room didn’t dare to butt in,

afraid of being "spiritually polluted" by the local geniuses and prodigies.

The three little girls’ happy moods were ’pop’ gone.

They all furrowed their little brows, pondering whether the White Bone Demon should see a neurologist or an orthopedist...

...

Meichuan Neiku sat in the chair, his family of three all looking at him with disdainful expressions.

Especially Zhou Qin.

She scanned his crotch area with utmost disgust, then glanced at his severed arm.

What use was Meichuan Neiku now?

He’d lost not only the means to be a man, but even his complete physical form.

What could he do now?

His son, Dazhuang, had lost interest in interacting with his father.

Only the old lady still held some maternal feelings for Meichuan Neiku.

But thinking of him being manhandled by Niu Jieshi for two days and nights still made her uncomfortable.

"There’s no dinner left for you at home, you better go wash up, you look pretty disgusting."

Disgusting was an understatement!

His body was smeared with unspeakable substances, emitting a nauseating odor.

Meichuan Neiku awkwardly stood up and entered the bathroom.

The scene before him was not at all what he had envisioned.

He had hardly escaped from the depths of suffering and had expected a tearful family reunion...

Indeed, the strange always remains strange.

"They’ll never truly become my own family!

After he finished washing up, Fatso had already started playing on the Little Tyrant game console.

Yay Xi!

Plan A begins!

Let’s start by improving the good feelings with my darling son!

"Hehe, Zhuang, what game are you playing?"

"Shadow Legends and Ninja Dragon Sword Chronicles~"

"Oh, right, I have a cheat code for Contra, do you want to learn it?"

"Contra? No, I don’t like playing Contra."

Meichuan Neiku:...

"Come on, having more skills isn’t a burden, dad will teach you a killer move for free!"

"I don’t need it, I’ve already cleared the game. Did you discover a hidden level in Contra?"

Meichuan Neiku:???

Whaaat?

Where would I know about any hidden level.

"I, I have a cheat code that can let you..."

"You wouldn’t be talking about the old ’up up down down left right left right BABA,’ would you?"

Ah, this...

Seeing Meichuan Neiku’s petrified expression, Fatso knew he had guessed right.

"Pfft, that kiddie stuff? Everyone in our village knows it except for a few dumb girls."

Plan A fails.

Not only did the plan fail, but Meichuan Neiku also had to figure out a way to make Fatso drop the game controller within half an hour.

But then, the unexpected happened.

Meichuan Neiku’s previous pleading was no longer effective.

No matter what he said, Fatso was determined to keep playing.

Even when he kowtowed, Fatso remained unmoved.

Moreover, Meichuan Neiku’s action led to great mockery.

To make his kid stop gaming within half an hour, the other Chosen Ones tried everything.

But none had resorted to kowtowing like him!

He had lost all his dignity and authority as a man and a father.

Although...he wasn’t a man anymore.

[Xi Tang! Is always kowtowing useful? Can’t you coax him in another way?]

[So stupid, completely brain-dead! Like a pig’s brain!]

[I really can’t understand why someone as useless as Neiku-kun received an S-class talent.]

When Meichuan Neiku’s Plan A went awry, he was already panicking.

Where could he think of anything else?

Watching the time slip by second by second, Meichuan Neiku’s face got paler in fear...

It’s over.

If I die once a day, my Five-limb Substitute Death Technique definitely won’t last until the end!

Seeing Meichuan Neiku’s lips trembling in desperation,

Fatso flashed him a grin.

"Daddy, do you want to offer your brain?~"

Thinking back on the taste he savored last time, Fatso couldn’t help but swallow his saliva.

Even though it was daddy, it tasted so good...

Now, Meichuan Neiku had completely lost any fatherly authority.

In the eyes of his family, his face was simply a doormat.

From the moment he said that line [You can’t hit me just because you hit my wife, you know].

It was destined that this time the difficulty would be SSS+!

The worries of the other Chosen Ones don’t exist in Jiang Xiao’s eyes at all.

...

He took his three little darlings from the village to the main road.

They had now left the village and could be considered in town.

Jiang Xiao frowned, feeling a slight discomfort on his skin...

Did the level of Kaidan increase after leaving the village?

But it wasn’t a big problem.

Because Jiang Xiao felt that the oppression here wasn’t as intense as in the mental hospital.

A small stall selling cold noodles on the roadside made the three little girls stop.

They clamored for a taste~