I'm Already the Richest Man, Why Did My System Just Arrive?

Chapter 211: Chapter 147: Promise Uncle to Be a Good Human When You Grow Up

"PLOP~"

The Monk, like a reanimated corpse, planted his hands on the ground and forcefully pulled his face out of the dirt.

Ruchen had taken the Ghostly Realm head-on. He was truly thick-skulled.

However, the people of Jingtang Town paid no attention to the "risen from the dead" Ruchen. They had grabbed their makeshift weapons and were heading for Cuihua’s house.

’She’s still alive?’

By the time Zheng Xiu and Ruchen rushed over...

A shocking scene was already unfolding.

Nearly a hundred people had blocked the street, packing it tight.

Some were boarding up the door and windows from the outside.

Others were splashing oil on the residence.

A torch was lit.

In the blink of an eye, a raging inferno completely engulfed the dilapidated house.

"You bastards!"

The moment Ruchen saw this, his anger exploded. He looked like an Evil Ghost himself.

"Everyone, look over here~"

Ruchen suddenly became coy and delicate. His steps were light as he danced through the crowd.

"Am I not beautiful?"

As Ruchen passed through the crowd, he let out a "fragrant" breath, blowing a scented breeze.

THUD! THUD! THUD!

The townspeople collapsed one after another.

Ruchen could no longer be bothered with "acting low-key." He automatically switched to his "Heart Demon" and unleashed the corresponding Miracle Technique, instantly knocking out the townspeople.

"Brother Zheng, don’t just stand there gawking! Hurry and save them~"

Ruchen deliberately used his masculine voice to speak in the coquettish, flirtatious manner of a young madam, sending a sudden chill down Zheng Xiu’s spine.

Resisting the urge to knock Ruchen out with a single punch, Zheng Xiu leaped onto the roof. He grabbed the beams with both hands. With the force of a thousand-catty weight, the Mighty Man unleashed his strength. His muscles bulged, hard as rock. With a loud RUMBLE, Zheng Xiu tore the entire roof off and tossed it into the distance.

BANG!

The Mighty Man destroyed buildings at the drop of a hat; it was hard for him to be subtle.

This terrifying scene made the souls of the Jingtang Town residents who were rushing over threaten to fly away. They didn’t dare approach, stopping in the distance, utterly dumbfounded.

Inside, a man was frantically beating the door with a stool and ramming it with his shoulder. But the door and windows had been nailed shut. He slammed against it until his head was bruised and bleeding, but he couldn’t break through. His face was a mask of panic and despair.

In a corner, a woman in a simple, elegant white dress looked serene. Her gaze was gentle as she held a swaddled infant, patting its back softly, comforting it amidst the inferno.

The instant Zheng Xiu saw this, he subconsciously paused in his rescue attempt.

The fierce firelight cast a crimson glow upon the woman’s face.

The red of her lips, the white of her dress, the fury of the fire, the brightness of the blood, the husband’s terror, the villagers’ rage, the woman’s tranquility.

Vivid colors and conflicting emotions collided. All these elements blended together in a peculiar way, presenting the Mighty Painter with a strange tableau. Any words would be utterly pale before this "painting," stirring in the Mighty Painter an urge to pick up a brush and capture it.

Zheng Xiu had gone through the roof for two reasons: one, he was afraid of hurting the people inside by kicking down the door, and two, his immense strength meant he could do as he pleased. After that momentary daze, Zheng Xiu leaped into the house, kicked the front door off its hinges, and roared at the dumbfounded man, "What are you staring at?! Get her out of here!"

"But Cuihua is still holding..."

Zheng Xiu’s face was like that of a wrathful deity. He slapped the man across the face, snapping him to his senses.

"Save her first!"

...

The people of Jingtang Town believed that fire could purify all filth.

RUMBLE.

Amidst the inferno, the house was quickly consumed by flames and collapsed.

Before long, a perfectly good residence had been reduced to a charred ruin.

The woman sat on the opposite side of the street, her eyes calmly watching the raging fire nearby as she softly hummed a song to the infant in her arms.

From the swaddling clothes, two small, thin hands reached for the woman’s face.

Ruchen’s expression changed. He was about to act.

Zheng Xiu grabbed his arm, saying nothing, just slowly shaking his head.

Ruchen froze.

The woman smiled and closed her eyes, her face overflowing with blissful happiness as she pressed her cheek against the pair of small hands.

"Inspiration."

Zheng Xiu tossed the Dice to activate his Spiritual Vision.

Under his Spiritual Vision, a wisp of black flame flickered within the swaddling, looking as if it could be extinguished at any moment.

A wisp of inky-black flame was also in the woman’s chest.

Its flickering posture and rhythm were identical to the flame he’d seen inside the other human-like mushroom.

And the human-like mushroom, with its human appearance, was already connected to the woman by Cotton Silk invisible to the naked eye.

The scene was so bizarre that for a moment, Zheng Xiu didn’t know what to say.

Zheng Xiu had previously pulled away the Cotton Silk stuck to a human-like mushroom, and had then killed a Cotton Shedding. But this human-like mushroom next to Cuihua had somehow survived in this manner. The creature and the woman were "bound" together in a way Zheng Xiu couldn’t comprehend. He even had a feeling that if he were to kill the human-like mushroom, the woman would die along with it.

"Cuihua... Cuihua... why!"

The husband, having been through such a tragedy, stared blankly at his seemingly possessed wife. He threw himself forward, weeping, and took his wife, Cuihua, in his arms.

"Brother Zheng, what should we do now?"

Ruchen looked at the infant in the swaddling, at a loss for what to do.

Zheng Xiu walked forward silently. From a distance, he could see the "human-like mushroom" in the swaddling. The books described them as having a human appearance but no human heart, unable to cry or fuss. Yet as this one touched its hands to the woman’s face, its small, pale-green face revealed a playful, innocent smile no different from that of a normal human baby.

Using his inspiration, Zheng Xiu carefully observed the human-like mushroom in the woman’s arms. Seeing the happy, harmonious scene between the woman and the "child," he frowned.

"Cuihua, oh, Cuihua..."

No matter how the husband cried out while holding his wife, she seemed not to hear him, her eyes never leaving the infant in her arms.

Just then, a term flashed through Zheng Xiu’s mind—"loss of will."

"Mighty warrior! I’m begging you, save my Cuihua! Please, save my Cuihua!"

The man dropped to his knees with a THUD before Zheng Xiu and kowtowed forcefully.

"Listen to me..."

Zheng Xiu explained his theory.

When the man learned that killing the human-like mushroom would also kill his wife, he was completely stunned. He let the blood from his forehead run into his eyes, where it mixed with his tears and streamed down, leaving his face a ghastly, blood-stained mess.

Ruchen, who was listening from the side, was equally stunned by Zheng Xiu’s theory.

No matter how human a Cotton Shedding might look, it wasn’t human. Neither Zheng Xiu nor Ruchen would have any psychological burden from killing a Cotton Shedding. But to kill a living, innocent woman—that went against Ruchen’s original purpose.

The man finally snapped out of the shock of this terrible news. He clawed at his own face, leaving behind bloody scratches. "Impossible... It’s a monster, an evil spirit, a filthy thing! It’ll kill Cuihua, it’ll kill Cuihua..."

The disgust and ferocity in the man’s voice as he said the word "monster" somehow overlapped with the tone and expression of Upper Four Jun Buxiao back in General Town when he had called Feng Bei a monster.

Zheng Xiu looked at the man and said, "It may not be your child, but it is her child."

The man was stunned, unable to accept it.

Suddenly.

Cuihua, who had been looking down and comforting the child, blankly raised her head at Zheng Xiu’s words and looked at him.

As she stared, a new light gradually appeared in her vacant eyes.

She walked to her husband’s side, then came before the Mighty Man. Holding the child, she gracefully knelt, lifting her head to meet Zheng Xiu’s gaze.

At the same time, the human-like mushroom infant also lifted its head from within the swaddling and quietly looked at Zheng Xiu.

The woman pleaded, "Please, sir, spare us."

Zheng Xiu was silent.

The woman lowered her head and sobbed. "The child is innocent."

It seemed as if the woman had returned to normal in that instant.

But Zheng Xiu could no longer tell who was speaking.

Was it the woman, or was it... the human-like mushroom?

Because the human-like mushroom in the swaddling was currently staring at Zheng Xiu with an innocent and artless gaze, its bright eyes filled with curiosity about this new world.

"Mama... Mama..."

Hearing the woman cry, the human-like mushroom struggled to stretch out its small hand and pat her cheek.

"It spoke!"

The astonished husband looked as if he’d been hit by ten thousand tons of force, his eyes wide with fury and disbelief.

"Mama... Mama... don’t... cry..."

The human-like mushroom uttered the tender sounds, haltingly.

It looked just like a "Human."

Zheng Xiu slowly extended his fan-sized palm, moving it closer and closer to the infant’s head.

"No! Mighty warrior, stay your hand!"

The husband, as if suddenly gone mad, grabbed the Mighty Man’s arm with both hands. He hung his entire body weight on the arm, but he couldn’t stop the Mighty Man’s movement.

"Brother Zheng, wait!"

Ruchen also spoke up. He couldn’t bear to watch.

In his haste, he started acting like Master Dengdeng.

Ruchen even imagined the gory scene of Zheng Xiu crushing the human-like mushroom’s head with a single squeeze.

’Too cruel.’

The woman trembled all over.

PAT.

The Mighty Man’s palm rested on the human-like mushroom’s round little head.

He patted it a few times.

The human-like mushroom child opened its innocent, flawless eyes and met the Mighty Man’s gaze.

The Mighty Man leaned in and grinned.

"Promise your Uncle, when you grow up, you’ll be a ’good Human,’ okay?"

The infant nodded as if it understood.