The previous sentence asked him if he wanted to die, and the following sentence inexplicably asked him if he knew how to cook.

Because the preceding and subsequent issues were absolutely unrelated, he was taken aback the moment he heard it.

What does this have to do with what?

Black is not a character who likes to meddle in other people's business, but he is someone who enjoys causing trouble and creating chaos.

The guy called Xia Ye, within a short period of time, has already made him feel annoyed twice... It would only take a single slash to kill him.

But it wouldn't make sense to send someone who is determined to die on their way.

"Will he, or won't he?" If he still had a hint of purpose in his existence, his mood would probably be a little better.

Xiao Ye shook his head and said, "No, I won't."

Black Eyebrows frowned, thinking to himself that this guy was indeed a useless waste of space.

Then Xiaoye immediately began to laugh again. He pointed to the ambiguous and sinister traces on his body and said, "I am quite skilled in this area. Are you going to take me with you?"

"Hehe..." Xiao Ye put on a face that said, "If you want, I can do it for you right now."

There was a bright smile on his face, but that smile did not reach his eyes.

As if forcing herself to put on a smile.

Extremely ugly.

This person... makes Hei feel familiar...

It was so familiar... But despite the familiarity, apart from the waves of pain in his chest that made him feel unfamiliar, he couldn't recall any useful passages.

What on earth is it?

Hei disliked having contact with others and even when it came to interacting with his mission targets, he always used tools to quickly take their lives without any exchange.

However, in the present moment.

Hei grasped his hair tightly, forcing him to strain and look up at himself.

There was a disgusting liquid smeared all over his head and face, it was the usual black color. If anyone were to come close to him, their head would surely roll.

"You're useless, it's your own fault for being looked down upon."

At that moment, the words blurted out caused another pang of pain in Hei's heart.

But... he couldn't remember.

The more he wanted to recall what exactly it was, the more confused he became... The more he tried to remember, the more he realized that his memories were a jumble, filled with fragmented images.

The memories before starting missions at the age of fourteen are too scattered...

Who has ever said these words to him? Or did he say them to someone else?

Impossible... He has no friends or family... and he has always been aloof and unwilling to interact with others, so how could there be a moment when he has any connection with others?

But this face... torn corners of the mouth, bruises all over the face, both temples were scraped down two layers of skin on the floor, blood dripping and staining above... The marks on the body weren't any better.

This is not a one-time injury. If you look closely, you can see that many parts of his body are covered in bruises, which clearly indicate that they were sustained a long time ago.

There are two possible reasons for this kind of injury.

Firstly, injuries can occur from repeated collisions in the same spot. In such cases, that particular area will not be able to fully recover and will turn black.

The second type is when the wound is not properly disinfected and cleaned, which causes the wound to heal but unable to restore its previous appearance and instead becomes black.

No matter which...

This person has led a very miserable life.

And his misery stems from his weakness.

This is not the Tube's business.

Hei released the face with a look of disgust, furrowed his brow, took out a fresh cloth to wipe his hands, and softly uttered, "Watch this..." before swiftly diving into the midst of the zombie horde.

Xiao Ye stared intently at the dark silhouette.

That...looking down on you...is something you've imposed upon yourself...incessantly lingering in your mind...

He wanted to deny it. He didn't not resist. However, his life was filled with despair, leaving him with no choice... Gradually, he became numb...

Was it his fault?