Four Years Ago, Her Husband Cheated on Her Body - Chapter 30.2

It wasn’t until after Zhu Nanyu disappeared, when everyone looked at Jia Qiao like a lamb waiting for slaughter and treated him as an object to be toyed with at will, that Jia Qiao realized the rules of human society also followed the law of the jungle.

One must hold the power of initiative and the right to speak in one’s own hands to ensure that those bullying “gutter rats” wouldn’t dare to have designs on him.

Jia Qiao understood the logic, but—

“So tired.” Jia Qiao rubbed his temples. “I’m really not good at using my brain.”

Sometimes, when Zhu Nanyu insulted his intelligence in a roundabout way, Jia Qiao didn’t even realize it.

Having finally finished his brain-draining work, Jia Qiao got up and left the study.

Lu Min was excitedly unpacking the gifts received yesterday, picking out things that could be used to decorate the room.

Seeing Jia Qiao walk out neatly dressed, Lu Min used his hands to gesture, asking where he was going.

“I’m going to a place,” Jia Qiao answered vaguely.

Because the kidnapping incident had happened just a few days ago, Lu Min nervously wrote:

‘Where are you going? Take me… take the bodyguard with you.’

He had originally wanted Jia Qiao to take him, but then remembered that the last time he went along, it resulted in Jia Qiao being captured. Scared, he heavily crossed it out.

Jia Qiao glanced at it and reassured him casually, “I’ll take you out once your injuries are healed.”

Lu Min’s eyes sparkled like stars. Excitedly, he saw Jia Qiao out of the villa. Before Jia Qiao got into the car, Lu Min stuffed a rabbit-shaped charm into his hand and had carefully written instructions on a slip of paper.

No matter where he was, in a moment of crisis, Jia Qiao only had to press the little rabbit, and it would automatically call the police and send his location. The previous incident would never happen again.

It seemed that what happened before had given Lu Min PTSD.

“Okay.” Although Jia Qiao felt it was unnecessary, he took it and clipped it to the hem of his clothes; it was actually quite cute.

Only then did Lu Min feel relieved. He waved at Jia Qiao, smiling and revealing two small canine teeth.

“Sir, where are we going today?” After the car door closed, the driver asked politely.

Jia Qiao handed over the card that had fallen out of the gift box last night. “Go to this place.”

The driver took the card, looking visibly puzzled.

That area was quite far from the city, deserted and uninhabited, with large tracts of undeveloped land. Why was Jia Qiao going there for no reason?

Despite being full of questions, the driver followed Jia Qiao’s request and delivered him steadily to the target location.

After getting out of the car, the driver felt uneasy and intended to go with Jia Qiao.

Jia Qiao, however, waved his hand. “It’s too desolate here. Go find a place nearby to rest. I’ll contact you when it’s time to go back.”

“But, Mr. Jia Qiao…”

“Hmm?” Jia Qiao gave him a cold glance.

“No… it’s nothing. Please be careful.” The driver was intimidated and turned the car around, intending to keep watch from a spot where Jia Qiao couldn’t see him.

As far as the eye could see, only Jia Qiao was left. He looked around and faintly saw an inconspicuous entrance in the shadows in the distance.

It was extremely hidden, almost blending into the surrounding scenery; it was very difficult to discover.

Jia Qiao walked toward it. It wasn’t until he was about half a meter away that he could be sure it was indeed a door.

“Hidden so deep.” Jia Qiao felt a bit of distaste.

If it were the 20-year-old Jia Qiao, he definitely would have been too lazy to run this far and work so hard to find a broken door.

Taking out the pass that had fallen out of the gift box, he pressed it against the sensor at the bottom. The door opened with a “click.”

The entrance inside was very narrow; even with a build like Jia Qiao’s, he had to hunch his back to barely get in.

The entrance led directly to stairs, extending all the way to the underground levels.

After descending about a dozen steps, the field of vision opened up, and a very colorful world appeared before his eyes.

The entire space was generally cylindrical. The interior of the walls was embedded with large and small cubbies, which contained private rooms or quest guides that looked like treasure maps.

Jia Qiao took a few casual glances, having no interest in exploring them in detail, and continued down the central staircase to the second floor.

Just as he reached the second floor, he must have triggered something because a fluffy monster plushie suddenly appeared, circling around him and nudging him.

Jia Qiao found it annoying. He circled to its back and delivered a swift hand-chop, almost knocking the batteries out of the monster.

So… so weak.

He would have to use less force later.

Jia Qiao continued deeper down the stairs. Even by the time he reached the fifth floor, he still couldn’t figure out why Zhu Nanyu would spend so much time building an underground maze like this for him.

Did he want him to experience an immersive adventure game?

There were so many real-life escape rooms and theme parks on the market. Jia Qiao had been to a few and didn’t think they were particularly fun.

With these thoughts in mind, Jia Qiao walked toward the last flight of stairs and suddenly stopped.

The last floor was unlike the ones above; it had no flashy backgrounds, and it didn’t “drop” messy weapons.

It was just an open space.

It seemed to have no boundaries, as if one could never escape—it was like a cage.

In the very center, in an area resembling an altar, a long sword was thrust vertically into the ground.

Jia Qiao’s pupils contracted for a split second.

Because he clearly knew the rules of that world—

If someone pulled out that long sword, it was equivalent to gaining the power to control the entire world.

But before that, he would have to face the most terrifying, heartless, ultimate boss of the entire dungeon who knew only slaughter—that is…

Jia Qiao himself.

No wonder he had felt an inexplicable sense of déjà vu when he saw that model.

No wonder this gift was named “Your World.”

Until that world collapsed, Jia Qiao had never left; he didn’t know what the outside world looked like, let alone that Zhu Nanyu would actually recreate it in the form of an underground city.

Wait…

Why did Zhu Nanyu know?

Jia Qiao looked up and around. A memory that was almost forgotten slowly surfaced.

“Sorry, I didn’t have the ability to fulfill your wish.”

The man speaking was covered in blood, yet he was still smiling.

With great effort, he raised his hand to stroke Jia Qiao’s beautiful but expressionless face.

“The next time we meet, I will… fulfill all your wishes.”

Jia Qiao had ended too many lives and seen too many expressions of resentment, anger, fear, and relief.

Only those eyes—filled with a near-insane obsession, tender and lingering—were particularly different.

It wasn’t until now that Jia Qiao realized that in the previous world, those were the only eyes that had left an impression on him.

“…It was you.”

He wasn’t very good at using his brain and couldn’t understand why Zhu Nanyu would have had contact with him in that world that had already collapsed, vanished, and been completely destroyed.

And then in this “real world,” he met and married Jia Qiao, who had already become an ordinary person.

Compared to figuring out the reason, Jia Qiao was more curious about another thing:

Why did Zhu Nanyu say “sorry” back then?

At that time, had he made some kind of wish?

Jia Qiao closed his eyes, striving to search through the chaos for memories from the previous world, finally tracing back to the moment he met Zhu Nanyu.

Because he was a world-ending boss with a notorious reputation, and famously difficult to communicate with.

The players who reached him all had only one goal: to kill him.

Zhu Nanyu was a bit strange.

He talked incessantly and asked many questions, seemingly trying to “talk” the ultimate boss into redemption.

Jia Qiao only found him noisy and wanted to end the meaningless segment as quickly as possible.

“Kill me.” Jia Qiao had looked up at him and urged him in a numb, mechanical, and emotionless manner.

“You want me to… kill you?” Zhu Nanyu gazed at him, his eyes doting, in near-frenzied admiration. “You are so beautiful and so powerful; no one in this world is capable of killing you.”

That fact was too cruel. Jia Qiao had given a low “Oh.”

How boring. Another day where he couldn’t be killed.