The System Is One Year Ahead Of Schedule, But It’S Not The End Of The World Yet!

Chapter 81: Insects! (Part 2, 55)

Listening to the conversation between the two servants, Chen Mo confirmed his suspicions. This big boss indeed had some issues.

He directly followed the two into the room.

Soon, Wang Baimillion brought Lin Xinru into a special room.

The room was large, filled with many artworks and some flowers.

On the wall were two large sofas arranged in a right angle.

As soon as Lin Xinru entered, she was attracted by the various artworks and rarely seen flowers in the room.

Seeing Lin Xinru couldn't help but walk towards those things, Wang Baimillion immediately walked to the side of the sofa and said, "Miss Lin, please sit here."

"Sorry, I couldn't help but want to observe these artworks up close," Lin Xinru realized her behavior wasn't appropriate, smiled apologetically, and sat on the sofa.

At this moment, Wang Baimillion lifted the teapot on the coffee table next to the sofa, poured a cup of tea for Lin Xinru, and quietly pushed it in front of her, saying with a smile, "Isn't this environment nice?"

Lin Xinru glanced at the teacup, didn't pick it up to drink, but followed Wang Baimillion's words and said, "Indeed, these artworks all seem to have a high artistic value, and these flowers in different glass covers, with different lighting and air holes, seem to have different cultivation conditions. Mr. Wang is truly an expert in this field."

"You're too kind. I'm only interested in this field and have some knowledge of tea ceremony as well. Miss Lin, would you like to taste this tea?" Wang Baimillion said as he saw Lin Xinru not drinking the tea.

Seeing Wang Baimillion pouring himself a cup from the same teapot and drinking it all, Lin Xinru finally picked up the teacup in front of her.

It was evident that she wasn't completely defenseless.

Chen Mo saw her reaction and smiled bitterly. This girl had some sense of caution, but unfortunately not enough.

With his X-ray glasses activated, Chen Mo could easily see that Wang Baimillion's teapot was tampered with, an yin-yang teapot.

The cup Wang Baimillion just drank and the cup Lin Xinru was about to drink were not from the same teapot at all.

Although it seemed like the water poured from one teapot, it was actually two different types of tea.

One must admit that Wang Baimillion's design was extremely natural.

From the beginning, he naturally poured water for the guests. He didn't put the cup in front of them first and then pour water, but poured the water first and then pushed it in front of them.

Although he didn't say anything about inviting the guests to drink tea during the whole process of introducing his treasure room, this action of pushing the tea in front of the guests would subconsciously imply that the host was inviting them to drink this cup of tea.

This kind of action that triggers subconscious reactions in others is more relaxing and more likely to make others drink the tea than explicitly saying "please drink the tea."

Regardless of whether the other person is thirsty or not, out of politeness, they would take a sip.

But Lin Xinru clearly had some caution and didn't fall for it.

Wang Baimillion had already prepared for this kind of person.

At this point, he would move on to the second step.

This time, he would explicitly invite the other person to drink tea. Of course, doing so would deepen the other person's doubts. After all, the other person didn't drink even under the first set of designs, indicating that they had a strong sense of caution.

To deal with this kind of person, openly asking them to drink would make it even more difficult to succeed.

So, before this action, as long as you design a preliminary action, which is to let the other person see you drink the tea poured from the same pot into the same cup, dispelling their concerns, it becomes much simpler.

Since I have already drunk it in advance to show you that there is no problem, you shouldn't have any doubts, right?

In addition, the first time the host pushes the tea to you and invites you to drink, if you don't drink, even though the other person didn't explicitly ask you to drink, the implied meaning of the action of pushing the tea cup is to invite you to drink. If you don't drink, you have already offended the other person once. This time, the other person personally drinks it first to show you. If you still don't drink, then as a guest, you are somewhat ignorant of propriety.

The majority of people would drink.

Even if the guest still refuses to drink, Wang Baimillion has a follow-up plan.

But he has not encountered anyone who can refuse to drink to this extent.

After all, in the second step he mentioned inviting others to taste the tea in front of them, rather than whether the other person is thirsty or has a need for water. Even if you bring your own tea, you still have to drink this tea.

Moreover, after Wang Baimillion drinks the tea, he turns the cup upside down to show that he has drunk every drop.

Generally, if the host drinks a toast, the guest has no reason not to drink.

The more sensible the guest, the more they will follow and drink the toast.

This Wang Baimillion often targets girls who are knowledgeable about art, so that he can easily deceive them and bring them home to this environment.

These girls are usually more sensible and knowledgeable about etiquette, so Wang Baimillion's seemingly casual actions also contain an implicit meaning.

As the host, I have already drunk the toast, so as a guest, you should understand how to behave according to etiquette.

Seeing such a skillful trap, Chen Mo doesn't even need the words of the servant at the door to prompt him. He can understand that this person is definitely an expert in this field.

At this moment, Lin Xinru saw Wang Baimillion drink up the tea in the cup and turn the cup upside down. Although she wasn't thirsty, she slowly picked up the cup and saw that Wang Baimillion had no reaction at all, so she didn't hesitate to drink the tea in front of her in one gulp.

The tea is good, with a lingering fragrance.

Lin Xinru exclaimed, "This tea is better than any tea I've tasted before. Mr. Wang really understands tea."

Wang Baimillion smiled and said, "Miss Lin is too kind. If you like it, have another cup."

As he spoke, he poured another cup for Lin Xinru and another for himself.

This time, he didn't even look at Lin Xinru, but started introducing the collection in his place while holding the cup of tea in front of him and drinking it again.

He did this to further dispel Lin Xinru's concerns and once again entice her to drink another cup.

Although one cup of the drug was enough, it worked a bit slowly. With two cups, the effect would be even better.

Sure enough, after the first cup went down without any discomfort, Lin Xinru's guard was even lower for the second cup. She directly picked up the cup and drank the second cup of tea.

However, soon she felt something was wrong.

Wang Baimillion's voice suddenly sounded hollow and ethereal, and the scene in front of her began to blur.

"Miss Lin, Miss Lin! Are you okay?" Wang Baimillion saw Lin Xinru start to sway and immediately showed a happy expression, pretending to be concerned and asked.

"What... what... happened!" Lin Xinru had already realized that something was wrong, but at this point, her mind couldn't think anymore. She became blurry all over. "Mo... Brother Mo..."

She struggled with her last bit of strength to call Chen Mo, but before she could press the phone, it was snatched away.

"Brother Mo? It seems this girl has a boyfriend, even better, it'll be more fun to play with her," Wang Baimillion said excitedly.

Just as he was about to make a move on Lin Xinru, he suddenly felt something behind him.

When he turned around, he saw a handsome young man standing behind him.

"Brother Mo..." Before Lin Xinru lost consciousness, she felt like she saw Chen Mo, but in the end, she was completely drugged and didn't know if what she saw before passing out was an illusion or not.

Chen Mo's sudden appearance startled Wang Baimillion.

He was shocked, and sat down on the sofa behind him as if he had seen a ghost.

"Who are you? How did you get in?" Wang Baimillion asked in fear.

"I'll kill you, you're getting off too easy."

Chen Mo glanced coldly at Wang Baimillion and swiftly used his ring blade, Astral Projection, to cut off the guy's limbs.

Because Chen Mo's speed was too fast, Wang Baimillion didn't even have time to feel the pain. He realized that his limbs were already severed when he looked closely.

Even his third leg was cut off.

Soon, the delayed pain came, and his adrenaline surged. The intense adrenaline temporarily numbed his perception of pain, but even so, he still screamed in agony.

"Ah! What... what have you done to me, what have you done?!" He looked at Chen Mo with bloodshot eyes, desperately trying to move his body. But the only part he could control was from his neck up.

Seeing blood oozing from his body, Wang Baimillion was more terrified by the prospect of death than the damage to his body.

"Don't kill me, who are you, what do you want? I can give you money, double whatever they paid you."

Seeing Chen Mo's swift and ruthless actions, Wang Baimillion directly assumed that he was a hired killer sent to deal with him.

"Noisy. Your remaining life will be like that of an insect. Remember, this world is the hell I've given you, and living is your punishment!"

Chen Mo sneered and cut off Wang Baimillion's tongue, rendering him unable to speak.

Then, Chen Mo placed his hand on Wang Baimillion's head and activated his healing ability, but he controlled the healing to only stop the bleeding and directly close the wounds.

However, the severed parts could not grow back.

Now resembling the legendary vase girl, Wang Baimillion looked at Chen Mo in extreme terror. Seeing Chen Mo was even more horrifying than seeing a demon.

"Enjoy the rest of your miserable life, insect. You should be happy for the next six months."

Although it should have been a lifetime of suffering for the other person, after the apocalypse arrives in six months, this guy will undoubtedly die, so he only has six months left.

But these six months will be enough to make Wang Baimillion, who has turned into an insect, feel like an eternity.

After completing all of this, Chen Mo used the teleportation card he had previously obtained from a daily gift package to send Lin Xinru back to his own home. In the next moment, he used Gravity Control to crush the limbs of Wang Baimillion, which could still be used as waste, and then disappeared from the room while remaining invisible.

Leaving behind Wang Baimillion, who couldn't move or speak, screaming and babbling madly.

His physical injuries were stopped by Chen Mo, but his soul suffered an irreparable blow.

At this moment, he was in pain, anger, and tears, feeling a mix of emotions. He didn't understand what had just happened, why two living people could disappear from his room out of thin air.

He also didn't understand what the young man had done to him just now.

His mind was almost about to crash.

In a mix of grief and fear, he fainted directly from the overwhelming mental shock.

It wasn't until a servant came to call him for dinner that they finally discovered Wang Baimillion, who had turned into an insect.

At this moment, the entire Wang family was in a state of panic.

No one knew what had happened, and everyone could only send Wang Baimillion to the hospital.

But after the hospital received him, they felt puzzled.

"The amputation wounds on this Mr. Wang's limbs are very neat, and they have healed well. It's obvious that they were amputated a long time ago, and we don't know how long the wounds have been healed. Why did the person who brought him say that he was injured today?"

The hospital couldn't figure it out, Wang Baimillion's family couldn't figure it out, only Wang Baimillion, who had already gone mad, understood what was going on.

But at this time, he couldn't write with his hands, couldn't speak with his mouth, and had lost hope in life. His eyes were dull, like a madman. No matter how others asked, they couldn't get any answers.

The Wang family could only bring him back home first.

After all, the hospital said he was physically healthy, without any illness or injury, so there was no reason for him to stay in the hospital.

It seemed that there was something wrong with his mental state, so it was suggested to transfer him to a mental hospital for examination.

But the Wang family obviously didn't want outsiders to know that their pillar suddenly lost all his limbs and became mentally ill.

At this moment, Wang Baimillion was almost becoming a representative of family shame. Family shame couldn't be exposed, so they naturally kept it hidden.

And for Wang Baimillion's wife, him becoming like this wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

This way, the young man she was keeping could come to the house and be with her openly.

Even if Wang Baimillion saw it, as a useless person, he couldn't do anything about it.

Rather, keeping him by her side and watching him would be more exciting.

So, Wang Baimillion finally understood the sentence left by Chen Mo.

"The human world is the hell I give you, and being alive is the punishment I give you!"

For him, the human world at this moment was no different from hell.

Being alive at this moment was no different from a death sentence.

Even if he wanted to die, he couldn't say it, couldn't do it.

He truly experienced what it meant to be unable to survive and unable to die.

But until this moment, he still hadn't figured out who that young man, who had caused him to fall into such a situation, really was and why he treated him like this. This person's ability was simply like that of a ghost or god.

He completely didn't associate him with Lin Xinru's boyfriend, thinking that his identity was so simple.

(End of this chapter)