It was already 3 o'clock in the morning when Zhu Yuanrun returned to the villa, he walked into the bedroom like a walking corpse, sat on the bed, and stared blankly at the floor clock by the wall.

His eyes followed the pendulum of the floor clock swaying from side to side, and before he knew it, he gradually fell asleep, and this sleep he was very heavy and very dead. Since embarking on this path, he has not slept very well, but this time he uncharacteristically slept until noon the next day, when he woke up.

When he woke up, he didn't get up, but rolled over and reclined, looking out of the window in a daze.

As the minutes passed, he remained motionless in this position, not even blinking his eyes, lying there like a doll.

At this time, his expression was peaceful, but his heart was like a storm crashing on the shore, all kinds of emotions were mixed together, there was loss, anger, unwillingness, and the only thing he didn't have was regret.

At this moment, he no longer expects that he can get through this hurdle safely; Today, he foresaw his fate.

The loss is that he feels that the huge wealth accumulated in his life can no longer be enjoyed, and he will soon change from a well-known person in the limelight to a small citizen who talks about it after dinner.

Anger, because he hated not seeing how many pounds and taels he had, and he cleverly excluded and targeted the bad face, so that he would be ruthlessly abandoned at the most critical time.

Unwillingly, he felt that he had finally come to this point, and he had been lying down in the wind and waves, but on the eve of his retirement, he ended up with a broken family and was in prison.

It stands to reason that it is forgivable to do evil in heaven, and it is impossible to live for self-abuse, at this time. He should have regretted that he shouldn't have done so many angry things, but he didn't have the slightest thought of regret.

In that era of scarcity of materials, people had already given up their last dignity for the sake of stuttering, all for the sake of living humblely, but the funny thing is that human tragedies are still being staged all the time.

In that era, people were no longer human, ghosts were no longer ghosts, and if you didn't eat people, people would eat you. If you want to live, you have to be ruthless and don't treat yourself as a human being, because those who survive have become ghosts.

It is difficult for people who have not personally experienced that special era to understand that era, and it is even more difficult to understand why Zhu Yuanrun will not regret it.

When sociologists stand at the top of the pyramid and talk about human civilization, they forget the most important thing, they don't have anything to eat, what kind of bullshit civilization they talk about.

Surrounded by everyone, philosophers talk eloquently, saying what this doctrine and that ideology, but why don't they talk about it, they don't have anything to eat, can they be full of talking about it? No, I can't.

Eat, eat well, the most basic human need, no! The most basic needs of animals.

Why don't you see people saying that animals eat animals is wrong, how can there still be people staring at TV and watching similar things in the animal world with high interest, why don't you see anyone filming the case?

Uh, by the way, that's an animal, not a human, what do animals know? Just for the sake of a bite to eat, it is understandable and should be understood.

Since you can't expect animals to talk about anything. Reason and morality, why force human beings to talk about it? Aren't people animals? Do high-level animals have to be on top? No, I can't.

Why does Zhu Yuanrun regret it? Why regret it!

His original idea was just to live.

As for the future, he can climb to today's position without external help, is it possible?

The distorted world created Zhu Yuanrun, not Zhu Yuanrun created the distorted world.

The times create heroes, and the times also create devils.