frightfiction Chapter 502 The Tragic Circumstances of a Hateful Person
Chapter 502 The Tragic Circumstances of a Hateful Person
Zhang Deshang asked a lot of questions, even asking about the surnames of all the animals under his command.
Each time he received Lu Youyou's affirmation, he would happily call out the name of that subordinate.
His men excitedly started dancing, filling the air with laughter and cheers.
When Lu Youyou said that no human had this surname, he took out a dirty gold coin and presented it to Lu Youyou.
He said, "Could you please give us a human surname? We want to be associated with humans and don't want to be called monsters anymore."
Considering that she was going to lead a group to attack the Thief Planet the next day, Lu Youyou patiently helped Zhang Deshang think of homophones for his surname.
In an attempt to reduce the psychological pressure.
“Sir, thank you very much. We will remember you. I will give you a gift tomorrow, and I hope you will accept it,” Zhang Deshang said.
Lu Youyou said irritably, "Forget about gifts for now, I just want to know if there are any innocent people in your race."
"Our race? What a joke! Our planet has all sorts of monsters, what kind of race would we call ourselves? A bastard race or a mongrel race?"
As he laughed, dark tears streamed down Zhang Deshang's face.
"Sir, should I believe you?"
Lu Youyou looked at him and asked firmly, "I think I'm probably the person in the entire universe who has the least prejudice against you, right?"
"Yes, if I don't trust the adults, then there is no one in the entire universe I can trust."
Zhang Deshang made up his mind: "I deserve to die. All the ideas and theft were my fault. I won't put you in a difficult position, I will die..."
"You wait first."
Lu Youyou stuffed a dry steamed bun into his mouth, effectively stopping Zhang Deshang from speaking.
"Since you say you were the mastermind behind many things, now that you're dead and your memory is gone, it will be difficult for your subordinates to explain themselves."
Zhang Deshang extended his tentacles and smashed the dried bread into crumbs.
Then put it into a mineral water bottle, put the cap on, and shake it vigorously.
Once the bread powder had fully blended with the slightly yellow liquid inside, he opened it, took a sip, and then shared it with his excited subordinates.
Lu Youyou held her breath.
The moment the bottle was opened, an indescribable sour and foul smell wafted out, like fermenting kitchen waste.
"Excuse me, sir, this is the least odorless water we can drink. Does it smell bad to you?"
Don't let its unappealing color fool you; it's actually harmless. It'll just give you diarrhea, it won't kill you.
Lu Youyou looked at Zhang Deshang's smiling face and couldn't say a word.
Perhaps, Zhang Deshang leading a group to commit robbery was a last resort.
She considered herself upright and was unwilling to feel sorry for the thief.
But the current situation...
If she were in Zhang Deshang's situation, would she make the same choice as him?
Abandoned by her tribe as a child, she adopted many other children who had also been abandoned by their tribe by chance.
A group of abandoned people depended on each other for survival, eating garbage and drinking dirty water.
With the number of adopted children increasing, there is no longer enough garbage and dirty water.
How can she take care of those children when she is rejected by the normal race?
It seems like all they do is rob...
No, no.
Lu Youyou shook her head, kicking the dangerous thoughts out of her mind.
She is not Zhang Deshang, nor is she one of those adopted children.
Zhang Deshang is pitiful, but aren't the humanoid children he killed also pitiful?
She shouldn't have considered things from only one side; she should have been fair and impartial.
"Zhang Deshang".
Lu Youyou said seriously, "The universe has laws, did you know that?"
Zhang Deshang smiled, revealing uneven, dull-colored teeth.
“I know that ever since I made this decision, I have been looking forward to death every day. I am two hundred years old this year, and I have wanted to die for at least one hundred and eighty years.”
But I just can't die. I watch helplessly as the children I raised get married and give birth to grotesque monsters, and I can't stop it!
Does being non-humanoid mean we can't have emotions? We've all suffered enough. I can't stop you from experiencing beautiful emotions. Otherwise, what hope is there for us besides waiting to die?
And so, the monsters on Thief Planet multiplied: long-legged fish, winged snakes, and feathered frogs… I want to die, I really want to die!
At the end, Zhang Deshang let out a sobbing cry.
"Those ones…"
Lu Youyou was momentarily stumped, unable to think of a name for those unconventional creatures.
"Are those the innocent children you mentioned before?"
"Yes, although they are monsters, they are very obedient. They pick up trash to eat on their own, so their parents don't have to worry about them, and they even massage our shoulders, even though we don't have human shoulders..."
Zhang Deshang must love those children terribly, otherwise he wouldn't have kept talking about them.
He remembered every little thing and recounted it as if it were a treasured memory, completely like an elder who was proud of his own child.
"Sir, I swear on my life that those children did nothing wrong; it was all done by us adults!"
Lu Youyou: "But they were raised by you stealing things, and the food they eat has the blood of other races on it."
Zhang Deshang fell silent, unable to utter a single word.
After a long pause, he finally managed to utter a sentence.
"Begging only leads to being beaten; only stealing and robbing can provide food. Without food, they will die."
Lu Youyou nodded: "I know you have your difficulties, but the dead are just as innocent."
"My lord, was I wrong?"
Lu Youyou nodded: "You violated the laws of the universe by killing a child of another race, so of course you were wrong."
Zhang Deshang's bright eyes dimmed, and the life-sized octopus curled up into a ball, crying incessantly.
“I didn’t want to make a mistake, I really didn’t want to… Before I killed those children, they called me Uncle Octopus. I told them my name was Zhang Deshang, and they called me Uncle Zhang Deshang…”
"I only have one skill: I can't beat their parents, so I can only bully the children. Otherwise, my children will starve to death, and I can't watch them starve..."
Lu Youyou took a deep breath and exhaled heavily.
She didn't want to stay here anymore.
She would rather fight a vicious person than witness the pathetic state of a hateful individual.
When her compassion turned to a hateful person, she felt like a madwoman, feeling sorry for the innocent children who had been killed.