The True Young Master's Metaphysical Road to Fame in Showbiz Ch. 50

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More corpses came charging madly from the distance. Chi Qingzhou pushed himself up, but before he could react further, a familiar mechanical voice chuckled in his mind.

"Host, are you really not gonna do the mission? This situation is looking kinda bad for you."

"These creatures are about to grab you. Aren't you scared?"

"If you agree to do the mission properly, I can request a high-power talisman from headquarters as a reward for you~"

Chi Qingzhou's expression shifted slightly. Something felt off.

He stood up.

At some point, the scenery around him had quietly changed.

Narrow alleyways were sandwiched between old residential buildings. Street vendors lined both sides, their shouts and arguments blending into a noisy, chaotic buzz.

The asphalt road was coated in dust, littered with rotting vegetable leaves, fruit peels, and scraps of paper.

Murky water trickled through the drainage ditches on either side, carrying the stench of decay.

It was unmistakably the scene of an aging district in a small town.

A luxury car stopped at the entrance of the alley, and a young couple opened the door and got out.

The wife glanced at the ground and said with disdain, "Oh my God, is this a pigsty? It's so dirty! I really don't want to go into this place!"

The husband said calmly, "It doesn't matter, just throw away the clothes and shoes when you go back."

The wife nodded, took her husband's hand, walked through the disembodied Chi Qingzhou, and walked straight to the alley.

Chi Qingzhou recognized them, these were his young biological parents.

He asked calmly, "Illusion? Did you do it?"

The system said proudly, "Yes, but I'm just kind enough to help you recognize the reality."

Chi Qingzhou did not answer.

The system snorted, "Are you waiting for that world-destroying ghost to save you? Don't wait, you can't wait."

"This is an independent space that goes back to the past. No matter how capable he is, he can't dig your brain in."

The system had never given up on letting Chi Qingzhou be reborn.

Since it found out that Chi Qingzhou refused to accept the mission, it made up its mind to teach the host a lesson.

It was a system from a higher dimension, how could it be controlled by a creature from a lower dimension?

It had been dormant for many days, just for this moment.

Couldn't the host fight?

Didn't it have a contracted world-destroying ghost?

It wanted to put the host in danger and make it unable to do anything!

When the time came, it didn't believe that the host would not come to beg it!

The system pushed Chi Qingzhou hard.

The eyes suddenly darkened, and the sound of the air being cut suddenly sounded in his ears. Chi Qingzhou subconsciously jumped forward, but his body couldn't move at all.

The belt fell heavily on his back and arms, and the skin exposed outside the short sleeves instantly swelled up with a red mark.

The pain that had not been experienced for a long time stimulated his nerves, and Chi Qingzhou's eyes sank.

The woman's sharp curse echoed in the alley.

"Where's the scholarship?! You little bastard, where did you get the scholarship for this semester?"

The touch under him was cold and rough, and Chi Qingzhou soon realized that he was curled up on the ground.

In front of him, there was an old and familiar tube building. There were no vendors downstairs, but a piece of cement ground that was not too big was vacant.

He lowered his eyes and found that his body had become much smaller.

The four words "Mingguang No. 1 Primary School" were printed on the chest of the half-new short-sleeved shirt. The blue and white school uniform pants were stained with mud and rotten leaves, and the trouser legs were torn.

It turned out to be him when he was ten years old.

Chi Qingzhou wanted to move his arms, but he couldn't control his limbs.

The woman was angered by his silence, took a step forward, and kicked him in the chest.

Chi Qingzhou's chest was stuffy, his ribs ached slightly, and his eyes went black.

He was ten years old and had always been very weak because of malnutrition.

The woman cursed angrily, "You are such a debt collector! I raised you to this age, and this is how you repay me and your father?! Where's the money?"

"Take out the money! Don't you know your brother wants to buy a computer?!"

The man with a face full of flesh stood beside her, slapping the belt with a snapping sound, and fiercely whipped Chi Qingzhou who was lying on the ground.

Soon, Chi Qingzhou's back, neck, arms and even the side of his face were piled up with red and swollen two fingers wide.

The burning pain spread to the whole body, gradually connected into one piece, and finally turned into numbness.

Several old men and women sat at the entrance of the corridor of the tube building, cracking melon seeds and watching the excitement with relish.

There was a strong excitement and curiosity in their eyes, without a trace of sympathy.

Chi Qingzhou protected his head, as if he was trapped in a small body, and could only make subtle expressions, and could never fight back.

The system made a sound and stabbed a knife into his heart, "You were so pitiful when you were a child~ your father didn't love you, and you were beaten for paying for meals with a scholarship. Your life must have been very difficult, right?"

Chi Qingzhou didn't say anything.

The pain exploded in his body, but he remained calm.

The system let out a disappointed sigh.

It huffed twice and adjusted Chi Qingzhou's vision, deliberately guiding his gaze forward with bad intentions.

There, standing at the edge of the old apartment building, were his young parents—both wearing the same unmistakable look of disgust.

Memories from the past came rushing back.

Their voices overlapped with the conversation he had overheard when he was ten years old.

"How could he roll around on the ground like that? He doesn't act like a child of ours at all."

"He can't even handle a little family conflict. Even if we took him back, he'd be useless. Like this, how could he ever form good connections?"

Their brows furrowed tightly as they muttered their complaints. Then, all of a sudden, they noticed his gaze. Their expressions shifted instantly.

"He's looking at us?!"

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