When disaster struck, I became a big shot surviving in the ocean.
Chapter 191 - 181: Childhood Trauma, Plotting Against Rust Island

Chapter 191: Chapter 181: Childhood Trauma, Plotting Against Rust Island

Chen Miao and Chen Lin stood erect behind Chen Cheng, their bodies tense, hearts pounding like thunder, faces slightly pale.

In the living room, there were over a dozen chairs providing ample space for them to sit, but aside from Chen Cheng, no one chose to sit.

It seemed that only by standing behind Chen Cheng did they feel the courage to resist the threats and pressure from Chen Qing.

Even though Chen Qing had done nothing.

They regarded Chen Qing as a fierce and dangerous beast, more terrifying than any wild creature.

In their eyes, Chen Qing could not even be called human; she was a monster, a machine devoid of any emotions.

When they learned that Chen Qing’s profession was a mechanic, they felt it was indeed fitting.

That profession really matched Chen Qing well.

Among them, Chen Miao and Chen Lin felt particularly conflicted.

Chen Miao was actually one of the wandering children brought to the orphanage with Chen Qing.

She even hung around with Chen Qing for a while, unilaterally.

Simply put, she secretly followed behind Chen Qing to pick up leftovers.

Compared to others, Chen Miao truly saw Chen Qing at her most brutal and inhumane moments.

When Chen Cheng said Chen Qing had killed people, she was not joking at all.

She had seen it.

Back then, Chen Miao was still young, and Chen Qing, about the same age as her, had already learned how to pilfer survival resources from the adults.

Whether by stealing, scheming, or brute force, her actions were ruthless and merciless, leaving no stone unturned.

Even with peers, or children younger than herself, she never softened her tactics.

Anyone who competed with her for survival resources was her enemy.

She behaved like a beast devoid of any emotions, with survival as her only instinct.

Of course, Chen Qing was a child back then and getting hurt was inevitable.

The time she was most severely injured, Chen Qing was caught by a social worker and sent to the orphanage.

Chen Cheng believed that it was deliberate because her injuries were too severe.

Once in the orphanage, Chen Qing never changed her aggressive behavior, leaving a profound shadow in the minds of those present.

To this day, their fear of her was deep-seated and profound.

Back then, there were only two kinds of people in the orphanage: Chen Qing and everyone else.

Not to mention others, Chen Lin tried to steal Chen Qing’s possessions leveraging his age and physical strength after she arrived at the orphanage.

As a result, if it weren’t for the quick-thinking Chen Cheng, who called for adults, Chen Lin’s head would have been smashed by Chen Qing.

Chen Lin would never forget the look in Chen Qing’s eyes at that time; he was now thirty, and sometimes he dreamt of Chen Qing raising a stool to smash his head.

All those present had suffered harshly at the hands of Chen Qing.

The impression Chen Qing left on them was too profound; both in terms of physical and intellectual prowess, she was among the best.

If Chen Qing had not offended some people and had continued her schooling, getting into the highest academic institution would have been a breeze for her.

Fortunately, she didn’t get admitted, or else it was hard to say what she might have turned into.

But no matter how much they feared Chen Qing, they had to admit her strength, to the extent that in their growth process, they subconsciously imitated Chen Qing.

Chen Miao was the most deeply influenced by Chen Qing, her personality greatly mirroring Chen Qing.

However, when facing Chen Qing, she always felt less confident, involuntarily feeling inferior.

"Not sitting?"

Chen Qing swept a casual glance at them and asked.

Her question had no particular implications; she was merely curious why they would choose to stand while there were chairs, and not to stand behind Chen Cheng. There was absolutely no threatening intent.

However, it seemed these people misunderstood Chen Qing’s intent; the youngest, Chen Bai, shuddered.

One by one, like quails, they obediently walked out from behind Chen Cheng and sat on the chairs, very compliantly.

Of course, the farther away from Chen Qing, the better.

Chen Cheng almost clenched her teeth to pieces, such useless things!

Whatever Chen Qing said, they followed; couldn’t they, so many of them, overtake Chen Qing!

They are grown up now, after all!

"How is everyone doing now?"

"Are there any difficulties in life?"

Seeing them all silent, heads bowed, Chen Qing thought for a moment and asked with concern.

"Do you think you’re providing community welfare?"

The smile on Chen Cheng’s face almost faltered, but fortunately, she managed to hold it together.

Must not get angry, must not get angry, that’s just how Chen Qing is.

"Whether we’re doing well or not is none of your concern. Let’s talk about Rust Island."