It hurts, it hurts so much!
The pain of being pierced through the body by the skateboard was transmitted to every cell of Witt, and the weakness after tinnitus and nausea quickly penetrated the whole body, and finally pulled the consciousness into a white light, and then darkness.
Until, there was an annoying "beep, beep" sound in his ears, Witt frowned, blinked his eyelids twice, and opened his eyes.
The right hand slapped hard on the heat-sensitive bed frame made of titanium alloy light gold, and the balance and control system of the whole room immediately started to run silently, mobilizing the environment suitable for sleeping, from the low and dark room color to the warm temperature in the morning. Light, the temperature increased by 3.5, and the humidity decreased by 10.4, the intelligent system of the sink was turned on immediately, and the toiletries were immediately in place.
Oh shit! Here we go again... Witte rubbed his messy hair, got down impatiently, and began to walk back and forth anxiously.
No, everyone here will attack me, there is no solution to this situation. Witt bit the knuckles of his index finger irritably, this was his small habit when he started to go berserk, the last time he was in this state was when he was a minor.
Unknowingly, after a while, the voice of the butler Russell sounded through the internal communication system on the wall as promised: "Master Witt, Mrs. and Master stayed in the East Building last night, and the two of you are already waiting for you to have breakfast in the restaurant on the first floor. .”
Hearing this, Witt couldn't help but kicked the mattress hard, clenched his fists.
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Now that he knew what would happen next, Witt naturally couldn't sit still. He searched around the house, and finally found a Swiss Army knife in the desk drawer. It was bought for self-defense when he went skiing in Europe a few years ago, although skiing is not dangerous at all these days.
Choosing a casual attire, putting the knife in the pocket of the hoodie, Witt began to walk downstairs.
Going down the spiral staircase, you come to the dining area on the first floor. Two parents and adults are sitting at both ends of the dining table in a dignified manner.
Witt sat in the middle of the dining table expressionlessly, waiting for Russell to meticulously spread the tablecloth for himself, but he didn't have any appetite or the urge to pick up a knife and fork. His ears are only "buzzing" the repetitive monotonous dialogue of his parents——
"I heard that your scientific research institute has made a breakthrough in the project of gene grafting and evolution?"
"Yes, our human gene grafting on a white monkey has worked. That monkey has started to learn language, and now it can communicate with us in English."
"When will this project be commercially available? It has been ten years, and my family has invested more than 10 billion in it. You have to know when to stop."
"Of course I know. Otherwise, why would I be working day and night? Today's breakthrough is unprecedented. Just wait and see."
Hearing this, Witt couldn't help but feel sick. This repeated plot had pulled him into the bloody scene that was about to develop. Not only did he not be able to eat anything, but after a while of fever and dizziness, he retched all over his body and vomited A burst of sour water...
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"Witt, are you okay?" The mother turned her eyes completely to him, and stood up holding the knife and fork in her hand.
"Yeah, Witt, are you okay?" Father said, holding the cutlery tightly and standing upright.
Witt wanted to say "I'm fine", but couldn't stop retching. When he raised his head slightly, his mother was already standing obliquely behind him, still holding the knife.
"Witt..." the mother's voice completely drew Witt's attention back—
His head only felt humming, and he grasped the meat cleaver on the table almost reflexively, and stabbed towards his mother's throat...