This world is very vulgar and boring.

At least for him, the world is still a bad thing. But the human instinct is to keep looking for interesting things and keep our curiosity from waning. After reading a book, we will look for other books, and after tasting women, we will seek more women, as long as we live longer, the more likely we are to do something that seems extremely absurd to ordinary people.

Historically, many emperors have become memorable in their old age, and have even buried their empires with their own hands – but maybe they're just entertaining themselves after they've reached the pinnacle of power, aren't they?

In the individual, madness is a rare thing, but in groups, crowds, times, it is routine. Perhaps, a similar madness, paranoid madness, can only be so shocking when magnified or highlighted, like a human nightmare.

Having said that, it is not an easy task to turn this massive absurdity into reality, radiating the scope of that nightmare to the entire world.

That's why it takes time to set it up.

"Ah...... Ahhhh......h Ahhh ”

In a lavish house, a tall and beautiful woman was breathing rapidly on the body of a young man with his limbs tied to the bed—it looked like a scene of great joy and harmony.

The woman appeared to be twenty-seven or eight years old, with a slender figure and perfectly balanced proportions, and a face with light makeup. She slowly adjusted her position, her hands slowly moving towards the foot of the bed as her snake-like waist moved up and down......

"Die!"

Suddenly, the woman pulled out a dagger with a cold light from under the bed sheet and slammed it into the body of the young man on the bed accurately!

"Yikes! Yes! Yikes! ”

One time! Twice! Three times ...... The woman showed a hideous expression, and in a mad manner, she kept stabbing the dagger at the young man. The young man, whose limbs were bound, could not move, and could only watch as the knife stabbed him again and again.

Is it because of the stimulation of severe pain? Or is it because the joy has just reached its peak? At the same time, the young woman in the woman's body ** out of the liquid of white X. What was supposed to be a scene of love between a man and a woman suddenly turned into a bloody murder scene, and at the same time it ended in a normal [way], however......

"Oh, beauty, your strength is too small, the big villain who was seduced by your beauty trick is still alive, won't your revenge fail?"

After the woman was sweating profusely and unable to swing the knife again, the young man who was firmly tied to the bed suddenly raised his head, looking very energetic, the serial stabbing just now did not seem to cause him any harm, he was the protagonist of this book - Zhao Sida.

He grinned and said, "How about it, I've been inserted by a man a lot, but it's the first time I've inserted a man, right?" Cool? Excited or not? ”

The woman slowly lifted her waist and stood up and complained.

"I'm tired, why do you like it to end like this every time? Isn't it true that every time you have sex-gao-tide, you're being killed? Are you all eccentrics? ”

Zhao Sida easily opened his shackles, stretched his muscles and replied, "Maybe I'm really looking for someone who can kill me, right?" Well, actually, I just wanted to recreate a scene that I had seen super cool before, and I really wanted to know what kind of pleasure the man who was stabbed at that time would have. What about you? Why do you dream of following your parents to the eternal realm every time? And parents will definitely be killed by the people of the kingdom on the way? ”

Listening to Zhao Sida's words, her expression suddenly darkened.

"It's not as simple as dreaming, it's true."

Zhao Sida whistled, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Oh, don't suddenly say such sad things at such a time." Or do you need me to make your toes curl again? Personally, I don't think that's something that other students or teachers can do, but only a good professional can do it. ”

The woman smiled too, picked up her few clothes that were as thin as cicada's wings, and began to dress, her posture with a seductive beauty.

"Next time, didn't you say you're going to preside over the freshman enrollment next?"

Zhao Sida smiled slightly: "Next time I can play [Fifty Shades of Gray]?" ”

"What's that?"

"It's a new way to play, by the way, I have to take notes first, and my memory has been getting worse and worse lately."

Zhao Sida took out a notebook, opened the page that was still blank, and wrote something on it quickly.

"I thought only old men would take notes."

When the woman spoke, Zhao Sida had already finished recording, and after closing the note, he said: "It is true that after a long life, memory will begin to selectively forget something, and at this time, notes are very important." Besides, if somebody gets their hands on this notebook one day, maybe he'll open the door to a new world. ”

The woman couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Sounds like you're an old man's idea. But before you say these big things, how about you quit drinking milk? ”

"Tsk, this can't be helped, this hobby is a man's nature, and it doesn't change with age."

Jumping out of bed, Zhao Sida also began to dress up, as the top ten students of the college, he still has a lot of expectations for this freshman admission. Because, someone who was removed from the cadet two years ago will be back today.

Just when the woman turned around and wanted to leave, the woman suddenly turned around, looked at Zhao Sida's face, and suddenly said, "Are you bored with this world?" Do you want to know the true meaning of life? Do you want to be really—alive? ”

Zhao Sida showed an interesting expression, this line is really familiar. He asked, "What do you mean by that?" ”

The woman smiled back and placed a note on Zhao Sida's hand.

"If you have similar thoughts, come to me here, and we'll have a good chat then."

Without waiting for Zhao Sida to answer, the woman turned around again, and this time she left without looking back.

After she left, Zhao Sida raised the note, flicked it with his middle finger, and made a "click" sound—it sounded to him like a cheer of victory.

- Ha, it's an old-fashioned beauty trick again.

Now we are one step closer to the goal.