I Play the Horror World as a Simulation Game

"Li Xiaoming's name sounds like a good kid."

"His appearance matches the name, but who would have thought his heart is so twisted?"

After putting the notebook back, Qin Nuo returned the box to the hidden compartment.

Children with psychological issues often experience significant trauma in their early years, or face severe problems with parental discipline.

From the conversation in the living room with the mother, it was clear that the family was far from perfect, even on the verge of falling apart.

Moreover, Qin Nuo noticed in the notebook that Li Xiaoming had a distinctly different attitude towards his parents.

He harbored malice towards his father but was obedient to his mother.

Why was that?

Was it because the father abused the mother, causing the child to feel such animosity towards him?

Nine out of ten rebellious children come from disharmonious parental relationships, and animosity towards the father is often due to domestic violence.

Additionally, Li Xiaoming showed no kindness towards his younger siblings, forbidding them from touching anything in his room or even stepping inside.

The family dynamics were indeed chaotic.

Qin Nuo couldn't help but rub his temples.

But unlike previous instances, Qin Nuo didn't need to uncover the reasons behind everything.

In this instance, he only needed to play the role of Li Xiaoming and understand his attitude towards each family member.

By now, it was getting dark outside the window.

The few solar streetlights in the town lit up, but due to insufficient sunlight during the day, their light was dim, and with the persistent white fog, the streetlights were practically useless.

Outside, there was a commotion at the window.

It was the mother's call; it was time for dinner.

Qin Nuo took off his red scarf and went to open the door. As soon as he stepped out, the door across the hall opened as well.

From the crack, a pair of sneaky eyes peeked out, staring directly at Qin Nuo.

"Is it a brother or a sister?" Qin Nuo wondered.

The eyes in the crack gave Qin Nuo a strange feeling, as if they feared him, yet carried another emotion.

The person seemed to be waiting for Qin Nuo to leave before coming out. Qin Nuo didn't care and chose to ignore it, heading towards the living room.

In the living room, the lights were already on.

The light was as dim as ever, making the living room even more sinister compared to the daytime, as if trying to set the mood, flickering twice.

"The quality of light bulbs in the Horror World has never been good. If I could open up a market between reality and the Horror World, the first thing I'd sell would be light bulbs, and I'd get rich overnight."Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Qin Nuo couldn't help but mutter. Of course, this was just a way of venting; opening up a market between two worlds was unrealistic.

On the table, the mother had set out all the food.

The dishes were plentiful, and there wasn't any of the disgusting food Qin Nuo feared, just common home-cooked meals.

Besides the father, there was a boy a few years younger than Qin Nuo sitting across from him.

Holding a knife and fork, his face was pale, and since Qin Nuo appeared, his eyes hadn't left him.

That gaze was filled with violence and malice.

If Qin Nuo guessed correctly, this should be Li Xiaoming's younger brother, Li Xiaodong, as mentioned in the notebook.

"Why is there so much malice among family members, like they're enemies?" Qin Nuo wondered.

Under Li Xiaodong's knife and fork was a piece of steak, now completely mangled.

The steak was fresh, and the blood had stained the plate red.

Li Xiaodong continued to mutilate the steak while looking sinisterly at Qin Nuo, as if imagining Qin Nuo as the steak.

Qin Nuo glared back, his eyes equally fierce. Since Li Xiaoming wasn't friendly to his siblings, he certainly wouldn't show this brat any kindness.

Bang!

Suddenly, the table was slammed, causing the dishes to shake, and the sauce splashed onto the table.

Immediately after, a fork was stabbed down hard, piercing through one of Li Xiaodong's hands.

Blood instantly flowed onto the plate, mixing with the steak's juices.

"I should have taught you not to waste food at the table, right?"

The father, holding a newspaper, spoke coldly.

Although Li Xiaodong's eyes were vicious, he seemed not to dare oppose his father and obediently admitted his mistake.

Only when the father's hand let go did he slowly pull out the fork from his pierced palm, more blood flowing out, staining the medium-rare steak bright red.

Li Xiaodong picked up the steak, dipped in his own blood, and stuffed it into his mouth, looking satisfied, as if it were delicious.

At this moment, the father's hand finally lowered the newspaper, revealing his face to Qin Nuo.

A square face with a beard, giving off a stern impression, not the imagined horror of rotting skin or hollow eyes.

However, despite his normal appearance, a cleaver was embedded in his skull.

The cleaver split his head down to the brow bone, almost slicing off his head. The wound had scabbed over, leaving Qin Nuo wondering how long it had been since he was chopped, and it was quite chilling.

Qin Nuo was a bit stunned.

Who did this?

Could it have been during a fight between the couple, with the mother grabbing a cleaver and swinging it?

This method of arguing was a bit too brutal.

The father seemed unfriendly to his children, noticing his eldest son staring at him, the veins on his face writhing, speaking with a heavy murderous intent.

"If you look at me again, I'll chop your head off!"

Qin Nuo's mouth twitched slightly, averting his gaze.

What kind of grudge is this?

Is this really his biological son?

Bang!

A bowl of bone broth was heavily placed on the table, the hot soup splashing everywhere, even onto the hand holding it.

The mother glanced sideways at her husband with a blank expression, coldly saying, "If you dare touch a hair on my son's head, I won't mind putting another knife in yours!"

So it really was her who chopped his head. The couple's relationship was even worse than Qin Nuo imagined.

Other couples argue and give each other the silent treatment; she just straight-up attempted murder!

The father's entire face trembled, veins writhing like dragons under his skin, making his face terrifying.

He seemed to be holding back something, speaking with a chilling tone, "You wretched woman, you won't live long. Once I find out, I'll chop you up first!"

Find out what?

An affair?

Qin Nuo was confused, immediately thinking of this, looking at the father's head as if seeing a green light.

Could a third party have caused the family to become so broken?

The mother didn't get angry, elegantly tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, her still charming face carrying a faint smile.

Perhaps due to the man's anger, that faint smile carried a clear sense of triumph, casually saying, "Don't worry, you'll never find out."

The father gritted his teeth in rage, twisting the fork in his hand like a noodle.

His fierce gaze held no hidden intent of murder.

Qin Nuo felt speechless.

This truly was a loving couple, always thinking of each other...

Thinking about how the other should die!