My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 533 - 348: Went a Little Further than Others

Chapter 533: Chapter 348: Went a Little Further than Others

The Chao family.

Floating melodies emanated faintly from the piano room on the second floor.

The alabaster fingertips of a blind girl, her eyes clouded white, danced gracefully, bringing notes to life until the piece came to an end...

"Bravo, bravo!" Zhao Ge chuckled and clapped lightly from behind the girl.

"Xiao Shu, your piano skills have improved again. If you could perform on stage, I believe you absolutely would amaze the world!"

"Hmm... Although it’s a bit of a pity, as long as I can play for brother, Xiao Shu feels very content!"

The girl turned her face, a pure, baby-like smile hanging on her doll-like delicate features.

Her empty, pale eyes, far from being incongruous, only added to her otherworldly charm.

A flicker of pity crossed Zhao Ge’s eyes.

"I’m not working today, let’s go out for a walk," he suggested.

"Really? That’s great, let’s take Xiao Bai with us!"

Not far away, a small, fluffy Bichon Frise perked up upon hearing its name and scampered over to the girl’s feet, nuzzling her.

Laughing, the girl picked up the little dog and fastened a leash around it.

Even without a guide stick, she navigated around the obstacles in the piano room with practiced ease.

Zhao Ge watched this as if it was nothing unusual, and with a smile, he helped the girl into her coat.

However, just as they were about to leave, Chao Shu’s expression suddenly changed!

The innocent smile vanished instantly, replaced by a face of cold indifference.

"Thud!" "Whimper~" The dog was callously tossed aside and hit the ground with a pitiful whine.

"Xiao Shu..."

Zhao Ge was taken aback for a moment, then his expression darkened as he immediately ceased smiling and respectfully bowed.

"My lord!"

Chao Shu glanced at him, and after an invisible ripple passed by, Zhao Ge’s expression turned even colder, gone was the warmth of the boy-next-door demeanor from before.

The two stared at each other for about a minute before Zhao Ge’s expression suddenly relaxed.

"This is the latest intelligence, pass it on as quickly as possible!" Chao Shu stated coldly.

"Understood, my lord, I shall handle it at the next concert!"

"Hmm! Also, how goes your search for the person you were told to scout?"

"I have preliminarily selected several candidates who meet the lord’s requirements. One of them is the vice president of the Zhao Ge fan club, surname Han.

Through my investigations, this person has a high tolerance for mental alteration, and I have already completed preliminary control over her.

The other is a fugitive murderer. The Listener has locked onto their whereabouts, and if my lord requires, they can be sent to the orphanage at any time."

"Good, you have done well!" Chao Shu nodded with satisfaction.

Then, with a frown, she glanced at her pale hand.

"It’s a pity, the compatibility with human bodies is still too poor, and I cannot undergo any significant alterations that would impact my appearance in order to maintain my cover..."

A twitch appeared at the corner of Zhao Ge’s eye.

As if sensing something, Chao Shu looked towards him, her lips curling into a forced smile.

"Hehe! Are you nostalgic for the human form? Clinging to the limitations and shackles of the flesh is so primitive!"

"I apologize, my lord!"

"It’s alright, no need to apologize; it’s just the instinct of a lower-level creature.

Rest assured, our goal isn’t to exterminate all of humanity.

You are the lucky ones we have chosen, those who have received my Spiritual Synchronization, are my kin, and are already considered half of our clan.

When the final moment comes, you will join us as part of the Divine Race!

Even if you wish to retain your human forms...

Unlike humans, our concept doesn’t include ’racial prejudice’, nor do we reject human forms.

Anyone who acknowledges us can follow us, ascending to a higher plane of existence!"

"Yes, my lord! Xiao Shu and I are both looking forward to that moment!"

Zhao Ge spoke expressionlessly.

"Hmm! That moment won’t be far. By next year at the latest, ’the Nest’s’ little gift will bring purification and rebirth to this world..."

...

"Sigh! This is tough..."

Viewing the stream of cars flying past the window, Meng Lang on the passenger seat of the Porsche furrowed his brow tightly.

Dealing with a hundred ways he could die was headache enough without having to cope with a hundred different doomsdays from the Night Demon Clan.

Yet, the reality was that not even the first doomsday had shown its shadow, and he had already endured hundreds of rounds of wits against thin air.

The only change was that his predicted future had skipped from Apocalypse A straight to Apocalypse C.

The ridiculous part was, the Night Demon Clan was still busily planning Plan A...

It’s like the opponent had just thrown a straight punch, and before it even landed, he had already anticipated their next moves of monkey steals peach and low kicks...

To not block meant "Madman’s Doomsday".

To block meant "Pacific Ring".

To block and counter meant the other side switches to "World War III"...

Thinking it over, it seemed that after so much effort and going around in circles, he was no different from simply giving up in the beginning?

So, the only purpose of his autobiography... was to allow himself to choose a dignified way to die?

The more he thought about it, the more it smarted!

Looking at the passersby on the road, how blissful they were, concerned only with what to eat for lunch today...

Sigh! The more you know, the more Troubles you have.

Trouble upon Trouble; There’s no end to Trouble!

Why must I alone bear this colossal pressure of a crumbling edifice at an age meant for beauties, luxury cars, and romantic idylls...