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Li Ping lay down for a while, feeling that with his own strength, survival was a problem.

"Biocomputer!?" Li Ping covered his right eye and said in a low voice.

His mind was churning, and many memories popped up, arranged according to a specific law, faintly to form a biocomputer.

Suddenly, a wave of dizziness hit, his eyes went dark, and before he lost consciousness, he suddenly realized: It turns out that biological computers also need nutrition and spirit.

When he woke up again, he felt dizzy, as if he had a computer case on his head.

Countless memories and skills raced through his mind, but he had no clue.

In contrast to the dullness of the mind, it is a hungry stomach and limp limbs.

There is only one priority – nutrition.

With a wound on his hip, Li Ping squirmed like a bean worm and rolled down. The little thing of getting up made him grin in pain.

Hard quilts, harder beds, poor clothes, and torn shoes.

Dressed, he wandered around the house.

The house was very dilapidated, the walls were old adobe, and the roof was of course made of grass. The earthy ground is dented and filled with an unfriendly smell.

Walking around the main hall, there was a broken dining table, some coarse porcelain dishes, in which there were only a few pickles, and in a large bowl, there were a few fried cakes.

Li Ping subconsciously picked up a piece, and when he came back to his senses, he immediately put it down.

To be reasonable, these loaves should have been prepared for him.

But what if not.

Gluttony and dishonoring one's parents is a serious crime.

Turning around again, this kind of earthen house is low, and there are no windows in the back wall, only a small window the size of a basin in the front wall.

Li Ping felt a little depressed in the house, and couldn't help but want to go out and find some fungus food in the woods.

The sound of footsteps came from far and near, and the happy barking of a dog came from the yard - the father of this body, the tall man, was very good at training dogs.

There was a creak, and the black door opened.

The tall man strode in, his face was not smiling, and he held a large black bowl in his hand, and a little fish fragrance came from the bowl.

Unsure of the tall man's motives, Li Ping pretended to pass by and walked slowly towards the bed.

"Xiao Ping'an, what's the matter, are you still angry with your father? Dad raised you so big, and trained you to be a paladin, this is still revenge? The tall man smiled playfully and reached out to grab Li Ping and dragged him back.

"Look at you, well, wilting like a puppy." The tall man looked at Li Ping as if he was examining a puppy that had been beaten and scared.

【Ding! If you are attacked by dog training, please be careful to resist. 】

A green subtitle appeared in Li Ping's eyes.

Li Ping was secretly happy, the subtitles appeared, and the biological computer was not far away. is also very wary of tall men, the father of this body is not simple.

The tall man reached out and grabbed Li Ping, and pressed Li Ping hard against the small bench next to the table.

Li Ping resisted vigorously, but the tall man did it deliberately, "Sit down!" With a hint of banter in his voice, he pressed Li Ping to the small bench.

The injured buttocks touched the bench, as if there was an invisible chrysanthemum beast hidden on the small bench, Li Ping's waist was straight, his body was tense, and his eyes were about to pop out with his head held high.

It was very painful, but the hint of 'being attacked by dog training' made Li Ping vigilant.

Li Ping did not want to show weakness in front of the enemy. Weakness does not invite sympathy, only more brutal blows.

Still, he made a little noise: "Hiss......"

Syllable!

The tall man's face sank, and the bowl fell on the table with a loud sound, obviously unhappy.

"What is it called, a little injury, it hurts like this? The sissy is not promising. The tall man sat on the side with a dark face. Call Daddy! The tall man said, stretching out his hand and pushing Li Ping hard.

In the silence, there was an invisible momentum that oppressed Li Ping.

In the oppressive silence, the fragrance in the bowl is so tempting.

Li Ping couldn't restrain the instinct of this body, and couldn't help but sneak a glance.

The tall man observed Li Ping's expression, and only after seeing him swallow saliva did he change to a smiling face.

The stick plus sweet dates, plus language cues, constitute a conditioned reflex template when training dogs.

Vicious dogs will kneel, let alone children.

The tall man rubbed Li Ping's head, as if it was an exaggerated stage play, and said with a sweet smile: "Xiao Ping'an, the people who love you in the world will always be your parents." Dad beats you, it's all for your good, you know? ”

Li Ping lowered his head and said nothing, he can be shameless, but he must have at least a conscience. He couldn't shout 'Daddy' to such a stranger.

The tall man was slightly displeased, he picked up the bowl and scooped it in the bowl with a spoon.

In the bowl is a small fish soup, which is only the size of melon seeds, but it is delicious to make into fish soup.

The tall man put the spoon in front of Li Ping's nose and quickly moved it away like a dog. It's also part of dog training – giving the dog a sense of 'this man is a god.'"

It's a pity that Li Ping controlled his instinct and didn't open his mouth to bite, which ruined the atmosphere of teasing the dog.

"As a man, a small injury is nothing. And, is Daddy good for you? You don't study at home, run to play with those scum and garbage, shouldn't you fight? ”

"It's not that Dad doesn't love you, it's just that if you make a mistake, you must be beaten hard, so that you can remember the lesson deeply! Come on, this is the little fish soup that Dad specially made for you, open your mouth! ”

Li Ping didn't want to open his mouth, his conscience didn't allow him to accept this compromise that turned black and white upside down.

In particular, although Li Ping's real biological father is very scumbag, he is not scumbag to this extent. From the bottom of his heart, he resisted this strange scum 'father'.

But the tall man's face was immediately gloomy, and he leaned over and asked sternly, "Are you holding a grudge?" If you don't want to eat it, right, then you will beat it again? ”

Seeing that Li Ping was silent, the tall man threw the bowl on the table, and the false smile on his face disappeared without a trace.

"You have an opinion about me, don't you?"

Li Ping thought for a while, flipped through the memories in his mind, and said slowly: "The royal family has promulgated the Law on the Protection of Minors, and there are ...... Neither is the Holy Spirit ......"

Woohoo! Li Ping was slapped to the ground.

The tall man came over and grabbed him by the neck, clenched his fists like a drill, and poked Li Ping's ribs hard at a very close distance.

This style of play is particularly painful, but it doesn't leave any traces.

Beat Li Ping, the tall man said disdainfully: "I tell you, in the hands of parents, children are like puppies. As long as you eat my bread, I will be your God. Even the Holy Spirit can't control Lao Tzu beating his son, He has to support and praise, He personally commanded 'Beat your son with a stick', you know? ”

Seeing that Li Ping was silent, the tall man rolled his eyes, nodded with a sneer, and said, "You are sensible, right?" That's fine, let's just spread it out. Do you remember that on the first day of spring this year, there was a 17-year-old child in the next village who committed suicide by eating arsenic? ”

The kid committed suicide by eating arsenic, and wrote a suicide note saying that his father forced him. Let me ask you, has there ever been a man who blamed his father? ”

The tall man sneered, with a strange brilliance in his eyes: "Lao Tzu beats his son, as long as he is not killed on the spot, it is justified!" Even if you kill yourself, you won't be disgusting to me! ”

"Also, if you dare to be unfilial in the future, I have the means to make your life worse than death!"

"Now, let me ask you one last time, does your father hurt you? This bowl of father's love, do you eat it? The tall man picked up the bowl and said grimly.

Li Ping stretched out his hand to take the bowl, but he grabbed it.

"To be a dog is to worship the owner unconditionally. What the Lord has given you is a reward. What is not given to you, is should! "The tall man knows how to make a dog scared and how to promote the dog's loyalty and gratitude to him.

Li Ping had no choice but to open his mouth and be fed.

"That's right, the wolf dogs who eat meat don't dare to prick Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu can't descend on you, a little cub?" The iron spoon had a hard edge, and the tall man hummed happily, not caring about Liping's taste.

He deliberately left an irresistible imprint on Li Ping, and his movements were extremely rough.

He sent the spoon at an awkward angle, and Li Ping had to tilt his head to get used to the spoon.

The spoon poked Li Ping's gums, his mouth hurt hotly, and the smell of blood diffused, and Li Ping wanted to stop.

"You dare not eat? If you dare to stop, I'll beat you up! Kill you rebel! The tall man threatened in a whispered voice.

The delicious little fish soup is chewed in the mouth and turned into the shame of not being able to control your own destiny. With the smug smile of the tall man, it was deeply imprinted in Li Ping's heart.

While eating the small fish soup, Li Ping was repeatedly weighing whether to resist.

After much thought, and looking through the memories in his head, Li Ping decided to be reluctant - he was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of torture.

There is no way, the environment is very unfavorable to Li Ping - he is still young and can't escape, even if he escapes by luck, he can't escape the fate of being controlled.

The law and justice of the king have nothing to do with minors.

[Parents have no fault, God has no fault], God is still behind his parents.

Even if Li Ping recounted his parents' atrocities, there was no judge to do justice for him – people would only assume that he was disobedient.

Even if Li Ping protests with his life, hehe, just like the 17-year-old big brother in the neighboring village has already done, he will only be reprimanded and ridiculed by the people watching the excitement, and at most he will only complain that God is not beautiful - the tall man is unharmed, and even becomes a tragic hero.

According to memory, the tall man is a snob, proficient in praising the high and stepping on the low, and sparing no effort to tell the truth and wrong.

The villagers may despise men, but most of them enjoy the flattery of men.

If Li Ping resists, the end will definitely be the finger of a thousand people.

There are also some people who can see through the true face of tall men, but they can't help Li Ping - parents are not at fault, and old geniuses are without fault.

Li Ping had to call 'Dad'.

The tall man left with a smug smile, and ordered Li Ping to cover it up so that his mother wouldn't find out.

If your mother finds out, she'll toss me. I don't beat her if I love my mother-in-law, I coax her. But how she tortures me, I'll pay you back double.'"

Not only was he mutilated, but he also had to cover up the tyrant, and great despair enveloped Li Ping.

In the despair of nearing death, the diamond-shaped mark on Li Ping's forehead flashed, and then his right eye flashed, and the biological computer appeared!

The Great Tree of Knowledge below, the Council of the Wise in the middle, and the Law Crystal above.

Seeing the familiar biological computer, Li Ping breathed a sigh of relief, he lay down and silently digested the food in his stomach.

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The author has something to say: I'm sorry, I'm going to carry private goods in this volume.

In the original outline, there was no such volume, but there was a piece of news that made me want to throw a little private goods out.

According to a report by a newspaper on February 9, [17-year-old left-behind teenager died on Chinese New Year's Eve: I died to reduce the burden on my family]

A 17-year-old left-behind teenager died on Chinese New Year's Eve: In his suicide note, the teenager accused the beast father of atrocities.

The unscrupulous media collectively and the mud positioned the headline as: I died to reduce the burden on my family.

We won't discuss the tall part.

It's just a little emotional—the accusations made by the disadvantaged groups with their lives are lightly erased in front of the social subjects composed of the perpetrators (fathers).

I read the comments on a website with a relatively upright position, and found that most netizens complained about policies and poverty, and some netizens even blamed a teenager who tried to commit suicide several times for being 'unfilial and inconsiderate', 'blind and unmotivated', and so on.

There was no one who complained about the boy and blamed his beast father.

Based on my shallow observations, I can say in good conscience that the boy was trapped alive by his father, and perhaps even deliberately (see the local marriage conditions, the amount of the bride price).

They are all Chinese people, and they are all siblings. In the face of his desperate death, I can't do anything for him, but in this volume, I will carry private goods for him, and remember for him the accusation that he initiated with his life that must fail—to do a little bit for the deceased, and I hope that the book friends will forgive me, forgive me.

Although this volume is a private product, every character, every event, and even every dialogue has a realistic prototype. If you don't like it, please skip this volume - maybe you have a good father, you are a good father, but this does not mean that there are no beast fathers and ghost fathers in the world.