===Chapter 12: Seeking Revenge and Settling Hatred (Part 1)===

Time flies, as swift as a white horse crossing a gap.

When the first snow of winter drifted down over Qingcheng City, Chen Yu returned.

He was seen wearing a large padded coat, with matching pants, looking haggard and sporting a scruffy beard as he stepped down from a taxi. Dragging his heavy footsteps, he walked towards his rented house.

As he walked, he muttered to himself.

After about three minutes.

Coming out of the elevator, Chen Yu finally closed his mouth. With trembling hands, he took out his keys, slowly inserted them into the lock, and turned them gently.

"Creak."

The anti-theft door opened slowly.

Revealing his long-lost "home."

    "..."

In an instant, tears streamed down Chen Yu's face.

"Oh, heaven."

"Oh, earth."

"I... I'm finally liberated."

"Bang!"

Closing the door, Chen Yu suddenly threw himself onto the bed, fiercely slapping himself. Completely disregarding the massive dust that flew up, he began rolling around frantically.

"Damn it!"

"Fuck!"

"I'm finally freeeeee—"

Four months!

An entire four months!

God knows how he survived.

The government and the security bureau have no humanity! Just forcing him to watch "Teletubbies" a hundred times!

Over fifty times for "Calabash Brothers"!

"Big Head Son, Small Head Father" made him lose control of his bladder and bowels.

As soon as Apron Mother appeared, he peed.

He peed as soon as she appeared!

In "Cardcaptor Sakura," he could draw all the different outfits the protagonist wore!

It was only two days ago that his title changed to the harmless "Worthless Otaku," and the middle-aged director of the security bureau finally announced the "completion of his transformation" and set him free.

Because of this, it wasn't just Chen Yu who cried bitterly.

The staff members who were involved in his education in the bureau also cried their hearts out.

Didn't you see that one confident psychology and education professor who, on a helpless night, had a heart attack because of Chen Yu's "stubbornness"? He departed from this world completely.

It's a great stroke of luck that they, these people, were able to survive.

It is said that before he died, that professor bit his finger and wrote a line of blood on the ground - "Too damn difficult to teach, fuck me"...

But this isn't the end.

To prevent Chen Yu from "going astray" again, the security bureau also ordered the local police system in Qingcheng to visit him every few days to check his title.

Ensuring that Chen Yu hasn't "reverted to his old ways."

Regarding this, Chen Yu no longer cared.

Because the rules of his "title" only get better and better.

Titles like "Explosive Extremist," "Criminal," or "Rapist" have become a thing of the past. They will never find him again.

What awaits him is only a bright tomorrow...

"Ah—"

Taking a deep breath of the dusty air, Chen Yu calmed down his boiling emotions, stood up, and walked towards the bathroom.

His reflection in the mirror looked tired, aged, with bloodshot eyes.

"..."

"...Hardships are followed by happiness."

    He fell silent for a while, muttered to himself, and turned on the faucet.

"Pfft!"

The valve, which hadn't been used for a long time, first let out a fart and sprayed some brownish excrement. Then a stream of pure water flowed down.

He reached out and opened a small cabinet, taking out a razor that was still sharp. Without applying any shaving cream, he started shaving forcefully.

As soon as the blade touched his skin, a small bloodstain appeared.

He seemed to have no sense of pain and continued shaving.

"Click—"

"Click—"

One by one, the stubborn stubble fell.

Stuck to the faucet, the sink, the mirror, and the razor. After being cleaned by Chen Yu, they flowed away through the drainpipe.

Then, Chen Yu took off all his clothes, revealing a sturdy body, and entered the shower for a thorough disinfection.

Hot water nearly sixty degrees Celsius poured over him, but he seemed oblivious to it.

After enduring four consecutive months of "torture," his mental state and ability to withstand pain could now be described as "strong."

"Phew—"

After more than ten minutes.

He turned off the showerhead.

Chen Yu exhaled a breath and walked out of the steam-filled bathroom, putting on clean clothes.

He didn't want to rest now.

He was happy to be back home today!

For this reason, he had to do something very important, so important that he couldn't wait a moment.

"When the night asks the day?"

"Can it be forgiven?~"

"Gray world?~"

Humming a song, Chen Yu went to the kitchen, bent down, and carefully inspected the tools on the countertop.

There was a kitchen knife.

A pointed knife.

A fruit knife.

A cleaver.

After checking them, he chose the cleaver that felt more comfortable in his hand. Then he found a sharpening stone and joyfully began sharpening the blade.

"Shua—"

"Shua—"

The crisp sound was particularly pleasing.

A smile gradually appeared on Chen Yu's face.

"Has anyone ever told you?~"

"I love you very much?~"

...

Soon, the blade became sharp.

Chen Yu showed off a few knife moves and tucked it into his pants.

Then he jumped up and performed the dance of the Axe Gang from the movie "Kung Fu." He swayed out of the house. As he passed the doorway, he didn't forget to take a hat from the hanger and put it on his head.

To shield himself from the title of "Worthless Otaku."

"Has anyone ever told you?~"

"I love you very much?~"

Jumping, singing all the way, Chen Yu arrived at the doorstep of his neighbor.

Rubbing his face, relaxing his facial muscles, he used his collar to cover his chin. He drew out a bone-chopping knife with his left hand and raised his right hand.

In a gentlemanly, gentle, and slow manner, he knocked on the neighbor's door.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

No response.

Chen Yu continued knocking.

"Knock, knock, knock, knock!"

"..."

"Who is it?"

This time, the familiar voice of the man inside the house could be heard.

"Great!" A bright smile involuntarily appeared on Chen Yu's face, and tears of gratitude fell from the corners of his mouth. "It's him."

It had been half a year.

The man next door had been waiting for him all this time, without moving away.

He couldn't betray this friendship, no matter what...

"Cough."

Clearing his throat softly, Chen Yu slowly raised the bone-chopping knife in his left hand and said gently, "Hello, we're here to spread warmth in the community."

"Ah?"

From inside the door, the neighbor exclaimed in surprise.

Soon, a series of footsteps could be heard, followed by the clicking sound of the door lock being opened.

"Squeak..."

The security door gradually opened.

The bone-chopping knife in Chen Yu's hand was raised higher and higher...

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