Survival Game? But She's Already Slaughtered the Entire Server - Chapter 15

It was two days later when Lin Zhixia finally saw the message from Lin Mother, just after they had finished their daily routine.

Her finger froze as she tapped open the message. Lin Zhixia’s pupils contracted sharply-the three characters for “Lin Zhiqing” on the screen were like a branding iron, burning her fingertips numb.

“How could this be…” she murmured in shock, her heart suddenly clenched tight.

In that situation, how could she possibly still be alive?

Even if she was lucky and someone had saved her, there was no way her injuries could have healed in just a few days.

Where did things go wrong?

Lin Zhixia couldn’t figure it out.

After a brief moment of panic, Lin Zhixia replied to Lin Mother’s message.

[Mom, is it really my sister who’s back? Is… is she alright? Is she still angry with me?]

[How are you and Dad now? Sister has a quick temper-if she said anything harsh or did anything after coming back, please don’t take it to heart. Senran and I just got out of the instance, we’re getting ready to come home.]

Lin Mother replied almost instantly, her words filled with urgency: [Zhixia, thank goodness you finally replied. Lin Zhiqing is completely out of her mind! She’s like a different person since she came back-she doesn’t even recognize us as her parents, and orders us around every day. We have to do everything for her, laundry, cooking, everything has to be done her way. If anything displeases her, she beats us. Your father doesn’t have a single patch of unbruised skin left.]

[Zhixia, please come back and save us. If this goes on, these old bones of ours won’t be able to hold out much longer.]

Reading Lin Mother’s messages, Lin Zhixia’s brows furrowed tightly.

Lin Zhiqing had always been a bit wild, sometimes throwing tantrums, but she would still listen to their parents to some extent.

Even though she resented their favoritism and felt dissatisfied, she had never laid a hand on them. At most, she would argue a bit, slam the door, hide in her room, and give them the cold shoulder for a few days.

But now, hearing what her mother described-beatings, scolding, not even recognizing her own parents…

Lin Zhixia rubbed her fingertips against the Holographic Screen, doubts swirling in her mind.

Is this really Lin Zhiqing?

Or did she go even crazier after brushing past death? Has her personality changed so much that she no longer recognizes her own family?

Fang Senran had called her several times from the side, but seeing she didn’t respond, he followed her gaze to the messages on the Holographic Screen.

After reading them, his face darkened, his tone tinged with anger: “Lin Zhiqing has gone way too far. Hurting you before wasn’t enough-now she’s laying hands on Uncle and Auntie, not even recognizing her own parents. How is that even human?”

He reached out and took Lin Zhixia’s hand, the warmth of his palm pulling her thoughts back: “We still haven’t settled the score for what she did to you last time, and now she dares to come back and even hurt Uncle and Auntie. Such unfilial behavior-she’s crossed every line.”

“This time, we absolutely can’t let her off so easily. She needs to understand that blood ties are not an excuse to hurt your family at will. If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price.”

Lin Zhixia squeezed his hand in return, her gaze falling on his face with just the right amount of tenderness and complete trust.

Her voice was soft, tinged with grievance: “You’re right. No matter what my sister did to me before, I could always endure it. But this time, she actually laid hands on Mom and Dad-that’s just too much… This time, I won’t forgive her, no matter what.”

“It’s just that…” As she spoke, Lin Zhixia lowered her eyes slightly, her long lashes casting a small shadow beneath them, hiding her emotions.

When she looked up again, her eyes were misted with a thin layer of tears, her voice hoarse with a hint of a sob, unwilling: “No matter what, she’s still my sister. I can’t bring myself to hurt her.”

Fang Senran looked at her reddened eyes, his heart softening even more. “Zhixia, you’re just too kind. You treat her as your sister, but she’s never treated you as hers. Leave this to me-I won’t let you be put in a difficult position.”
Lin Zhixia looked deeply moved. “Senran, it’s so good to have you.”

With Fang Senran going back with her, whether or not it was Lin Zhiqing, she would have an extra layer of security.

If it wasn’t, then that’s fine. But if Lin Zhiqing had really survived a disaster, and this time it was Fang Senran who acted, even if Lin Zhiqing survived, she would be driven mad.

There is nothing more despairing in this world than being hurt by the one you love most.

Lin Zhixia sent a message back to Lin Mother, telling her not to worry, that she would be back soon.

“Let’s go back now.”

“Alright.”

…

In the evening, as the sun set, the streetlights along both sides of the roads in the South District lit up one after another. When the two of them returned to the Lin family’s detached courtyard, the lights in the yard were still on.

Lin Zhixia used her key to open the door instead of ringing the bell.

Before entering, Lin Zhixia hid a Teleportation Card in her hand, just in case.

The two pushed open the door and entered. The lights inside were glaringly bright, and the food on the dining table was still steaming. Lin Zhiqing was sitting directly facing the entrance.

She wore a light blue spaghetti strap dress, making her skin look as white as porcelain. Her long, jet-black hair fell smoothly behind her shoulders. She held a silver fork, carefully cutting the steak on her plate. Every gesture exuded a certain indescribable elegance and leisure.

Meanwhile, Lin Mother and Lin Father were curled up in the corner not far away, with obvious bruises and purple marks on their exposed arms and faces.

The two huddled closely together, trembling violently, not daring to make a sound, only stealing occasional glances toward the dining table out of the corners of their eyes, their faces full of fear.

“Dad, Mom…”

“Uncle, Aunt…”

Lin Zhixia and Fang Senran spoke at the same time.

They rushed past Ruan Tian, running over to help Lin Father and Lin Mother up.

When Lin Mother saw Lin Zhixia, it was like seeing a savior. She grabbed Lin Zhixia’s arm tightly, sobbing and breathing rapidly, “Xiaxia, thank goodness you’re back.”

“Lin Zhiqing has gone mad. She’s not human, she’s a devil.”

“Hurry, kill her, kill her! We don’t want this daughter, just having you is enough.”

“Mom, calm down. Don’t be afraid, I’m back now.” Lin Zhixia patted Lin Mother’s back gently, comforting her softly.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Lin Zhiqing. The girl acted as if she hadn’t noticed them, still calmly using her silver fork to pick up the steak on her plate, cutting off a small piece and putting it in her mouth, eating with an unruffled air.

Fang Senran wanted to help Lin Father over to the sofa, but as soon as he touched Lin Father’s arm, Lin Father suddenly let out a short, sharp cry of pain, his face turning even paler.

“Uncle, are you alright?”

Lin Father cried out so miserably that Fang Senran didn’t dare to touch him again.

Lin Father’s face was deathly pale, his body shaking like a leaf. His lips quivered, and he stammered, “My hand…my hand…”

Seeing the state Lin Father was in, Lin Mother’s tears streamed down instantly.

With Lin Zhixia and Fang Senran present, Lin Mother felt much more confident.

She pointed at Lin Zhiqing’s figure, starting to complain with a trembling voice, “It was her, Lin Zhiqing. She’s a devil. She broke both of your father’s arms.”

She clutched Lin Zhixia’s arm, her eyes bloodshot. “Xiaxia, you have to avenge your dad!”

“A daughter like this, we really can’t acknowledge, and we don’t want her anymore!”

Lin Father, enduring the pain, echoed her words: “Xiaxia, don’t go soft.”

“From now on, we’ll act as if we never had this daughter.”

“Kill her.”