The Whole Family Are Villains, I’m the Group Pet 21

Chapter 21

The third-floor neighbor’s name was Qi Yao. His team members called him “Qi-dui” (Team Leader Qi) or “Captain.”

Upon arriving at the neighboring complex, Qi Yao discovered the source of the B-level anomaly they had been tracking for half a month: a toy town sitting on a bench by the flowerbed.

This monster used the toy town’s rules to lure humans into responding, turning them into sustenance.

A teammate, holding an advanced detection device, panted, his eyes wide. Knowing the monster’s characteristics, he didn’t dare speak, only communicating with his eyes:

Something’s wrong with this toy town.

According to the information they had gathered, the little figures inside were supposed to be noisy, constantly trying to entice a response.

But they had been standing here for a long time, and the toy town was completely silent!

Qi Yao’s face darkened. He signaled his team to stay quiet and observe.

In the toy town, the sun hung high in the sky, the little figures wearing fake smiles, standing in their designated spots, playing their roles.

But this time, because the monster’s main body was injured, they didn’t have to repeat the lines they had spoken millions of times.

An eerie silence enveloped the town.

Luo Yuan, standing in the town, enjoyed the strange quiet. He could vaguely sense the information of the human who had discovered the toy town.

A…soldier?

Luo Yuan was slightly startled. No matter how hard he tried, he could only see a blurry human silhouette outside the toy town’s sky.

I wonder what’s happening in the real world, he thought.

Has anyone noticed I’m missing and called the police?

Unfortunately, having been pulled into the dungeon and become a player, Luo Yuan was restricted by the rules and couldn’t reveal any more information.

He sighed and, seeing the moon appear, quickly gathered his resolve and headed towards the mountain with the other figures.

Despite their different thoughts, the figures shared a common goal this time, rushing towards the only mountain behind the town.

The B-level player, filled with resentment at having been forced into unconsciousness and fear for months, used a speed-boosting prop and was the first to reach the foot of the mountain.

The monster lay there, barely alive, black smoke still seeping from its body.

The B-level player knew that this black smoke was the monster’s core energy, similar to human abilities. Once it dissipated completely, the monster would die.

He raised his machete prop and swung, the black smoke dissipating faster.

The other players, arriving shortly after, didn’t waste time talking and attacked the monster with their abilities and props.

By the bench, Qi Yao, observing the toy town, his eyes widened in surprise, exchanged glances with his teammate.

The little figures were attacking the monster? Were they no longer bound by the rules?

What was going on?

As Qi Yao puzzled over this, the lizard monster was quickly killed by the players.

All the players in the town received a completion notification, and the toy town turned into shimmering sand, slowly dissipating.

[B-level dungeon – Toy Town, core monster eliminated, dungeon permanently closed.]

When this announcement echoed through the central city of the Infinite Flow world, the players reacted with a mixture of emotions.

Some quickly contacted their teams or partners, while others hurried off to find out more about the players who had cleared the dungeon.

Xing Nuo was completely unaware of the chaos and shock he had caused the dungeon players.

His cheeks flushed with fever, he lay on the sofa, mumbling incoherently, shaking his head.

“No medicine…Zaizai soak water.”

Washing his wooden sword in the bathroom, Xing Nuo had successfully given himself a fever.

Shen Wen wouldn’t be back until midnight, and Shen Baizhou had been kept after school for detention.

Shen Yan, taking on the role of responsible older brother, wrapped the feverish cub in a soft blanket and rushed him to the hospital.

“I’m taking Xing Nuo to the hospital. He’ll be fine soon,” Shen Yan reassured him softly.

He knew Xing Nuo usually soaked in the blood pool when he was sick.

But Shen Wen had recently told him that he was gradually weaning Xing Nuo off everything related to the monster world.

Unless absolutely necessary, Shen Wen wouldn’t let Xing Nuo use the blood pool for minor ailments.

Over-reliance on the blood pool would only weaken Xing Nuo’s resistance to human viruses and bacteria.

Shen Wen had carefully researched how normal human children were treated when they were sick: their families took them to the hospital.

Shen Yan, his memory impeccable, recalled Shen Wen’s words and hurried downstairs with Xing Nuo.

The driver was waiting by the car. “Good evening, Mr. Shen,” he greeted respectfully, then stepped on the gas, heading towards the hospital.

Shen Yan held the feverish cub, his arm gradually stiffening.

Sitting in the back seat, his mind both clear and hazy, he could still feel Zaizai’s warmth through the blanket.

He looked down and saw Xing Nuo’s flushed face, mumbling something, his usually bright eyes now dull and half-closed, his hair limp, his whole being listless.

Shen Yan frowned and couldn’t help but ask:

“Are all human children like this when they’re sick?”

So pitiful and weak, without a trace of their usual energy.

But Xing Nuo shared his father’s blood, a connection that instinctively affected Shen Yan.

He felt a pang of worry, a human emotion, and gently touched Xing Nuo’s warm cheek, feeling the soft skin beneath his fingertips.

The driver, thinking Shen Yan was talking to him, replied:

“My kid is the same. When he’s sick, his mom stays up all night taking care of him, taking him to the hospital for IV drips. He cries and screams, enough to drive you crazy. But he’s your own kid, so you can’t really hit him. Just gotta spoil him, I guess!”

The driver glanced at Xing Nuo in the rearview mirror and sighed.

“Don’t worry too much, Mr. Shen. Your little brother is much better behaved than my son when he’s sick. And fevers are common in children. Just take him to the hospital.”

Shen Yan, seeing the driver’s experience, asked a few more questions.

But even after getting his answers, he was still worried. He frowned, his lips pursed, and called his personal assistant.

“Ye Tezhu, does our company have any partnerships with hospitals, or any investments in children’s hospitals?”

Shen Yan’s rise from the bottom of the monster heap hadn’t been achieved through honorable means.

He knew how to use his intelligence to his advantage and had quickly established himself in Rongcheng after coming to the human world.

His rising tech company was known for sponsoring children’s products.

Unfortunately, they hadn’t invested in any children’s hospitals.

“Mr. Shen, we don’t have any partnerships with hospitals. Are you considering investing in one? What’s the budget? Should I prepare a proposal?”

Shen Yan rubbed his forehead, then looked down at Xing Nuo, who was fidgeting and whimpering. He instinctively started patting the little one’s back, soothing him.

Lowering his voice, Shen Yan spoke into the phone.

“Contact Rongcheng Private Hospital. Use an investment partnership to secure a VIP ward. My little brother’s health is delicate, and we might need it in the future.”

Ye Tezhu acknowledged and immediately started contacting the hospital.

The driver, overhearing the conversation, couldn’t help but be impressed.

He thought he spoiled his own child, but compared to Mr. Shen, he was nothing!

Ten minutes later, Shen Yan’s car arrived at Rongcheng Private Hospital. The head pediatrician and the vice president were waiting at the entrance.

A potential investment of millions in medical equipment? This wasn’t a business partner, this was a godsend!

The vice president greeted him warmly and led him to the VIP ward.

The doctor felt Xing Nuo’s feverish forehead, ordered some tests, and gave a preliminary diagnosis:

“He has a cold and a fever. Children easily get sick this time of year. It’s not a serious problem.”

Xing Nuo’s vision swam, the figures around him blurring, the fever draining his energy.

His mind struggled to focus, his thoughts a jumbled mess.

He remembered he had a sword.

Too weak to move, he mumbled:

“My…sword?”

Shen Yan, listening to the doctor’s report, caught Xing Nuo’s words, patted his coughing chest, and reassured him softly:

“Your little wooden sword is at home. You’ll see it when we get back.”

Xing Nuo’s vision blurred further, his face flushed, his chest rising and falling with each cough.

Shen Yan, seeing Xing Nuo’s burning cheeks, frowned and turned to the doctor.

“Is there a way to lower his temperature quickly?”

The doctor pushed up his glasses and nodded.

“We can give him a fever reducer. He looks very uncomfortable. The fever needs to come down.”

Xing Nuo’s mind drifted in and out of consciousness, his thoughts swirling, remembering his sword one moment, forgetting who he was the next.

A sharp prick in his bottom brought him back to reality.

His eyelids fluttered open, his dazed eyes focusing, his thoughts clearing.

He lifted his hand and touched his sore bottom.

“Waaah! They poked Zaizai!”

He hid his face in Shen Yan’s chest, not daring to look at the doctor, afraid of another injection.

Xing Nuo pointed at the doctor in the white coat.

“He poked Zaizai!”

His voice was muffled, filled with aggrievement and distress, on the verge of tears.

Shen Yan, seeing the little one’s trembling shoulders, patted his back, his voice soothing.

“It’s okay, it won’t hurt for long.”

He lifted Xing Nuo’s face for a closer look.

Not a single tear.

“Fake Crybaby Xing Nuo.”

Shen Yan chuckled, using Shen Wen’s nickname for the little one.