The man behind the scenes: My entry is so evil that it's crazy

Feng Yuhuai completely collapsed, and she turned around to escape.

But just as she turned her neck, she was horrified to find that her body had lost control and was involuntarily approaching the iron bed step by step.

Her hands seemed to have their own will, mechanically pulling off the buttons of her shirt.

Clothes fell to the ground one by one, and Feng Yuhuai looked at herself in horror, climbing onto the iron bed in a twisted and weird posture.

She felt the coagulated dirty blood and rotten meat sticking to her smooth back, and the touch made her tremble all over, and goose bumps instantly covered her body.

Only when her body was completely flat and motionless did Feng Yuhuai vaguely see several transparent silk threads.

These silk threads had silently wrapped around her limbs at some point, as if an invisible hand was manipulating her, turning her into a puppet that could be manipulated by anyone.

"Girl, the puppet mother saved your life with kindness, why are you running away?" Ge Qingming had a cold face. He slowly bent down and used the tip of the knife to carefully remove the rotten flesh and rotten ants on Feng Yuhuai's face bit by bit.

"The puppet mother is the most fair. Unlike humans who always snatch things that do not belong to them from their own kind, the puppet mother always gives first and then takes back what belongs to her in return."

"Just like today, the puppet mother saved your life. Shouldn't you be grateful and voluntarily dedicate your life to the puppet mother? How can you run away ungratefully?"

"Humans, why can't you always learn to be grateful?"

After picking up the ants, Ge Qingming gently sutured the wound, his eyes revealed strong questioning and disappointment, as if he was ashamed and desperate for the ugly soul hidden under the human body.

Feng Yuhuai was in so much pain. The doctor in front of him was talking nonsense, but he didn't even use anesthesia when performing surgery on himself?

The wound on his face was stitched up, blood flowed into his eye sockets, and his broken ankle was forcibly bent back into place, with broken bones falling into his flesh.

Feng Yuhuai felt so painful that he wanted to die, and could only keep talking to distract himself.

She asked with a trembling voice: "So these people were first saved by you, and then you turned them into corpse puppets?"

Ge Qingming did not hide anything and answered directly: "Yes, all the people in this room were originally patients of the clinic. Under the watchful eyes of the Puppet Mother, I saved them, and they repaid my kindness with gratitude."

"Oh, by the way, and the one you met today, he is not a patient of the clinic. He broke in by himself last week, and his body was already in pieces. He wanted to sew it up by himself, but the teachings of the Puppet Mother are that you should be willing to help others, so..."

Ge Qingming seemed to be recalling a moment that made him happy, and his laughter was unnatural and weird: "The fate between people is sometimes so wonderful that it is hard to predict."

Tears flowed from Feng Yuhuai's eyes: "So you have been staring at me for a long time, until I was in danger today, you saved my life, so you followed the fairness of the Puppet Mother?"

Ge Qingming was very pleased that Feng Yuhuai finally understood the true meaning of fairness.

He grabbed the knife and slashed the latter's chest. The splattered blood splashed on his face, but he didn't blink, admiring the bloody organs exposed to the air, as if he was looking at a beautiful work of art that had not yet taken shape.

"What a perfect prototype of the host body, all it needs is the seed given by the puppet mother."

Ge Qingming's voice was full of fanatical passion. With his blood-stained hands, he carefully took the rag doll off his shoulder and skillfully pulled open the eye that had been out of line.

Shockingly, he actually took out a strange eyeball covered with tentacles from it, which was like a seed waiting to be sown.

Ge Qingming gently held the eyeball - or it should be called a seed, and stuffed it into Feng Yuhuai's chest little by little in the horrified eyes.

"Praise the great puppet mother, the chosen host candidate, grow up desperately."

"Use your body as a cradle, use death and wailing to please the puppet mother, and use the corpses and blood of your own kind to irrigate the seeds in your body."

"Defeat them who are also candidates, and become the last one. Look forward to the arrival of the last day. The puppet mother will break out of your body and descend on this world of eternal night with supreme power!"

Ge Qingming raised his hands high, knelt on the ground, and recited the great sacrificial words in a loud voice.

The rag doll that pulled the string made a strange girl's voice, jumped and climbed onto the bloody iron bed, stepped out small bloody footprints, and finally sat on Feng Yuhuai's forehead.

Feng Yuhuai's eyes were dull and full of panic. As the seed parasitized, many bloody and terrifying teachings suddenly appeared in her mind, like a nightmare that could not be shaken off.

The beautiful light she had hoped for in the past was drowned by the endless terror in an instant.

"Killing people, I have to keep killing people to irrigate the seeds in my body, otherwise, I will be sucked dry by the seeds."

"But once I start killing people, I will truly fall into the abyss of evil. Once exposed, I will be wanted and arrested, and I will be hidden in the darkness like a stinking ditch forever."

"And even if I can avoid being exposed and keep irrigating the seeds until success, the puppet mother will devour everything of mine and break out of my body!"

Feng Yuhuai was completely desperate. She found that no matter which of the three paths she chose, it would eventually lead to a dead end.

The most terrifying thing is that even if it is too late for her to commit suicide now, the rag doll on her forehead will take over and control her body, making her unable to survive or die.

Feng Yuhuai finally understood that the fear of waiting for death was far greater than death itself, and what was even more desperate than waiting for death was that no matter how hard he struggled, he would only slide into the abyss of death faster.

"Ahead is an abyss, every fork in the road is a dead end, without a trace of life and light!"

The day before he was a martial arts genius, the hope of his parents, and the pride of his teachers and classmates. In the blink of an eye, he was reduced to a cultist living in the darkness, hated by people and ghosts.

Feng Yuhuai couldn't accept such an extreme gap, like falling from a bright heaven to a dark hell. Her eyes turned white and she fainted completely.

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[As a villain boss, every move you make will naturally affect the people around you, even if it is your inadvertent move. ]

[If someone is moved to heaven because of you, then there must be someone who is moved to heaven because of you. If there is another person who falls to the evil path in the first place because of you. ]

[Then you are his secret guide, and all the evil consequences he has committed will be partly on your head. ]

[All those who are influenced by you and commit evil crimes will increase your evil index. ]

[Not only that, if your close relatives and friends are in danger or suffer misfortune because of you, your evil index will also be increased, thereby increasing your game inheritance. ]

[Remember, a villain who cannot let his disaster affect the loved ones around him is not enough to be called a qualified villain! ]

[Congratulations, tonight, your sister Feng Yuhuai suffered a series of misfortunes because of you. Your evil index has increased significantly, and your game inheritance has increased↑↑]

[Your current inheritance level has been increased to 6%, and you have received a reward...]

In his sleep, lines of prompt boxes passed by silently on Feng Mu's eyelids...

ps: Ge Qingming met the doctor in the black clinic in Chapter 30. He just went back and took a look at the forgotten children's shoes.