The Whole Family Are Villains, I’m the Group Pet 193

Chapter 193

Qi Yao, having knocked out the Guild Zero One player, turned to Xing Nuo.

Xing Nuo, not bothering to explain, just kept running.

Qi Yao didn’t follow. He had his own mission. He raised his knife and attacked another player, rescuing an ordinary person.

He and his teammates were scattered throughout the amusement park, fighting their own battles.

Xing Nuo, his lungs burning, finally reached the power generator.

The moment he stepped inside, Lu Qi began frantically absorbing the dungeon’s core energy.

The amusement park began to distort, the sky swirling, the ground tilting, a dizzying, disorienting sensation.

Xing Nuo didn’t stop. He ran deeper into the building, reaching a small room.

“The Clown’s bedroom?”

Living inside the power generator?

He entered, the room a chaotic mess of colorful posters and red decorations, and felt a wave of dizziness.

He steadied himself against a wall and started searching.

The Clown is a prankster. Even if he knew the truth, he wouldn’t just confront Sang Ming, would he?

A thought struck him.

Is he toying with Sang Ming?

Lu Qi had said the Clown was a unique monster, its dungeons having a low death rate, not enjoying bloodshed, only the suffering of others.

As if confirming his theory, a high-pitched giggle echoed through the room.

The sound made Xing Nuo’s head throb, and he pressed his hand against his forehead, trying to stay calm, sweat dripping down his face.

The Clown couldn’t have been so easily defeated.

But he had seen it with his own eyes. The Clown had been completely overpowered!

So, the Clown must have hidden its core energy!

His eyes lit up.

“Lu Qi, there’s more energy here! The Clown’s! It’s hidden!”

But Lu Qi could only sense the dungeon’s core energy.

Xing Nuo, knowing the Clown’s energy wouldn’t be easy to find, searched the room, the incessant giggling a maddening distraction.

As Lu Qi’s absorption neared completion, he warned Xing Nuo:

“Xing Nuo, if you can’t find it, leave! The dungeon’s about to collapse!”

“No, what if Sang Ming finds it?”

Sang Ming must have realized by now that the Clown he had fought was just a shell.

He would definitely come here!

This was the most likely hiding place!

Xing Nuo continued his search, the dungeon collapsing around him, people being ejected, the floor shaking.

Lu Qi’s voice, urgent, “Sang Ming is coming!”

Xing Nuo didn’t have time to hide. The dungeon was collapsing, Lu Qi almost done.

The giggling continued, and Xing Nuo, his head throbbing, yelled:

“Stop laughing!”

And as he spoke, he realized something.

The Clown always laughed.

Could it be…?

“Lu Qi, the energy is in the laughter!”

Lu Qi, trusting Xing Nuo implicitly, focused on the laughter.

A massive surge of energy, hidden within the sound, almost overwhelmed him.

Xing Nuo, feeling the tremors in his mind, knowing he was right, quickly hid in a closet.

Sang Ming entered.

He didn’t have time to search. The dungeon was collapsing.

Xing Nuo, hiding in the closet, panting, watched as Sang Ming, just a few meters away, vanished as the world turned black.

He landed on the floor with a thud, his knees scraping against the concrete.

He rubbed his knees and was about to go clean himself up when he saw Shen Yan standing by the window.

“Big Brother?”

Shen Yan didn’t smoke, but he often held an unlit cigar when he was deep in thought.

He put the cigar away, walked over to Xing Nuo, his face darkening at the sight of his disheveled appearance, his clothes stained with blood, and asked coldly:

“How long have you been sneaking into dungeons?”

Xing Nuo, his head down, mumbled:

“About…a year?”

Shen Yan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and asked, his voice low and dangerous:

“Are you sure it’s only been a year?”

Xing Nuo smiled, wanting to hug his brother, but stopped himself, seeing his dirty clothes.

“Don’t worry! I’m fine! And I did something amazing!”

He had stolen Sang Ming’s coveted energy!

Sang Ming must be furious!

He paused, then said to Lu Qi in his mind:

So, we were also part of the Clown’s game.

That monster…interesting.

Shen Yan, looking at Xing Nuo’s attempt to appease him, sighed and crouched down, gently touching Xing Nuo’s scraped knee.

“Does it hurt?”

He couldn’t stay angry at him.

Xing Nuo shook his head, his curls bouncing, his voice sweet.

“I’m okay. Martial arts practice…worse.”

Shen Yan, unconvinced, went to get some antiseptic.

But seeing how dirty Xing Nuo was, he sighed and went to run him a bath.

Xing Nuo followed him like a little duckling, patting his brother’s arm, his eyes shining.

“Thank you, Big Brother! You’re the best!”

Shen Yan chuckled, his anger fading, but he still said sternly:

“Don’t try to change the subject. No more dungeons.”

Xing Nuo nodded eagerly. “Okay, no more.”

Shen Yan frowned, wanting to say more, but seeing the dark circles under his eyes, he softened.

He checked the water temperature and told Xing Nuo to get in.

“Wash up and go to bed.”

Xing Nuo nodded and quickly took a bath, changed into his pajamas, ignoring the bruise on his knee, and climbed into bed, falling asleep instantly.

After Xing Nuo fell asleep, Lu Qi materialized, his movements stiff and awkward.

He walked to the table, picked up the antiseptic, and carefully applied it to Xing Nuo’s knee.

He dabbed the ointment gently, even blowing on it.

He was applying a second layer when he looked up and saw Shen Yan standing at the door.

Shen Yan, knowing Xing Nuo wouldn’t bother with the antiseptic, had come to apply it himself.

And he had found a Good Samaritan tending to his little brother.

His face hardened as he recognized Lu Qi.

That boy who blew up his own limbs to save Xing Nuo.

He had spent a fortune on energy stones to get the Doctor to build him new limbs.

And even then, the Doctor hadn’t been able to figure out what Lu Qi was.

He looked like a robot, but he wasn’t.

And then, he had disappeared.

And now, after all these years, he was still with Xing Nuo.

“Come outside,” Shen Yan said, his voice low and menacing.

Lu Qi, not understanding, put down the antiseptic and shook his head.

“No. I stay with Xing Nuo.”

He couldn’t leave him.

He then dissolved into blue data and disappeared into Xing Nuo’s mind.

Shen Yan, startled, tried to sense his presence, but couldn’t.

He realized this creature, neither human nor monster, was on a different level.

It was late.

He sighed, not pursuing it, and gently tucked Xing Nuo in.

“Goodnight.”

Xing Nuo slept soundly, a dreamless sleep.

He stretched, yawning, and looked at his alarm clock. Almost eleven!

“Holy crap! I have school!”

He had slept through the entire morning!