After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me - Chapter 1037

Chapter 1037: Who Is the Prodigy?
That night, Zhouzhou slept soundly, while poor Kurosaki had a rough time outside. He had indeed planned to kill the two children. If he succeeded, the young master would definitely win the competition tomorrow.

However, something strange happened. As soon as he entered the elevator, the elevator began to rise and fall rapidly. Although Kurosaki was skilled at concealing his presence, he was still standing in the elevator, and though no one could sense him, the elevator itself was something he couldn’t escape.

With a loud “bang,” the elevator crashed to a halt on the ground. The shock of the impact caused a jolt in his organs, and he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. He quickly pressed the emergency button on the wall, and hotel staff arrived to assist him, but it was an hour before they finally got him out.

Having encountered such an inexplicable incident, Kurosaki was in a foul mood, and the murderous aura around him began to intensify. He needed to kill someone to calm his emotions.

Thinking about this, he decided to take the stairs to go up. Zhouzhou and the others were staying on the tenth floor, which was not very high, so it would only take him a minute to reach them.

But for some reason, the stairs seemed unusually long that night. Despite having walked for over ten minutes, when he looked up, he had only reached the eighth floor. Continuing to climb, he was startled when, after another glance, he found himself on the eleventh floor. He retraced his steps, trying to go down, but he kept passing the eighth and ninth floors without ever reaching the tenth.

“What’s going on here?” Kurosaki felt something was wrong. He immediately drew his gun, scanning the area cautiously. “Who’s messing with me?” he demanded.

But no one responded. He felt the air around him, trying to sense any presence, but there was nothing. He was a master of hiding his own aura, so it was unlikely that anyone was hiding under his nose. What on earth was happening?

A sense of panic began to rise within him, as humans are always most unsettled by the unknown. He kept staring at the surrounding walls but couldn’t find anything unusual. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and decided to abandon the mission, going down to reassess the situation.

However, as he descended, he realized something even stranger: the floors kept increasing.

Twelfth floor.

Thirteenth floor.

Fifteenth floor.

Twenty-ninth floor!

By the time he saw the rooftop, his eyes widened in shock. He had reached the highest point of the building. He had been trying to go down!

“What the hell is happening today?” he muttered, his mind in disarray, sweat trickling down his forehead. He wondered if he had been going up all along instead of down. Perhaps if he reversed the direction, he could finally go back down.

But there were no more steps ahead of him. He grit his teeth, closed his eyes, and stepped forward once more.

The next moment, he felt his foot slip, and his body plunged downward with a violent crash.

“Bang!” He slammed hard into the wall, his body coming to a halt. The impact was so strong that it finally drew the attention of a nearby hotel staff member, who rushed to his aid.

“Sir! Are you alright?” one of them asked.

“Don’t worry, we’ll get a doctor for you right away!”

Kurosaki opened his eyes with difficulty and glanced up, seeing a sign on the wall: the first floor.

So, he had rolled all the way from the twenty-ninth floor to the first floor? His body was in agony, and every time someone touched him, he felt like his bones were breaking. The pain was unbearable.

He looked at the staff and managed to rasp, “Your hotel… is haunted!”

There was no other explanation. After speaking, his head lolled to one side, and he passed out.

Meanwhile, Ancestral Master, watching from a distance, couldn’t help but smirk as he saw Kurosaki being carried off to the ambulance. “Hmph,” he muttered, “don’t worry. He’ll soon have some company.”

“What a pathetic fool. How dare he try to harm my disciple with such feeble abilities?”

Ancestral Master had never had a good impression of the people from R Country. That small, troublesome land was a breeding ground for despicable people, and their techniques were sneaky, far from anything worth displaying.

Rolling his eyes, Ancestral Master floated toward Zhouzhou’s room. Upon seeing her sleeping peacefully, he nodded in satisfaction. “Sleep well, little one. You’ll wake up and have a good competition tomorrow. Win us lots of money.”

Thinking of this, his grin widened, as he was clearly enjoying himself.

The next morning, Zhouzhou woke up refreshed and full of energy.

As she headed downstairs for breakfast, she overheard the hotel staff gossiping about a man who had fallen down the stairs last night, claiming their hotel was haunted. They had checked the security footage and saw him pacing up and down the stairs repeatedly, dressed entirely in black. To them, it seemed like he was the one who was acting like a ghost.

“Ha, ha,” Zhouzhou chuckled inwardly as she observed the situation. She didn’t see Kurosaki anywhere, which made her smile even more.

“Good job, Ancestral Master,” she thought, her grin widening. “Everything’s under control.”

Ancestral Master, sensing her thoughts, raised his chin proudly. “Of course. You can relax. Everything was done without a hitch. If the space allowed, I would have sent him flying off the rooftop.”

“Ha, ha!”

Not long after, Brian Junior walked in. He had clearly heard about Kurosaki’s incident, but didn’t seem to care much about it. He had always disliked that man, as he was grim and violent, always relying on brute force. There was no brain behind his actions, and Brian Junior couldn’t understand why his grandfather held him in such high regard.

Upon seeing Zhouzhou, Brian Junior immediately walked up to her, his nose pointed in her direction. “Shorty, I stayed up all night exercising and preparing. I’ll definitely win the championship today,” he declared smugly.

Zhouzhou didn’t want to pay him any attention, but after hearing his words, she couldn’t resist shooting him a glare. “You’re the shorty, and your whole family’s short!” she retorted.

Brian Junior furrowed his brow. “Why is that your focus? I said I stayed up all night preparing, and you should be worried about it, not making fun of me!”

Zhouzhou snorted in annoyance, “Staying up late makes you dumb, didn’t you know?”

With that, she straightened her back and walked off, leaving him behind.

“He’s the shorty, not me! When I grow to seven meters tall, I’ll kick him around like a ball!” Zhouzhou muttered to herself, still seething. “Let him say whatever he wants for now.”

Qin Er, who had overheard the conversation, knew Zhouzhou was a bit shorter than others, but he was always on her side. He comforted her, saying, “It’s fine, we’ll beat him in intelligence.”

“Exactly!” Zhouzhou nodded vigorously, feeling much better. “That big dumb guy isn’t smart. Unlike me, I’ll grow my brain first, then my body—two things at once!”

She chuckled, shaking her head happily.

Qin Er gave her a sidelong glance, but didn’t say anything to dampen her spirits.

“A little shorter isn’t so bad,” he thought to himself. “You never have to buy a ticket for anything!”

“That’s a good deal,” he smiled inwardly.

The others were deep in their thoughts as well.

Soon, the competition began.

The seating arrangement was based on yesterday’s rankings, so Zhouzhou and Brian Junior ended up sitting across from each other.

She glared at him, her eyes practically shooting fire, and made a gesture toward her head, then silently mouthed, “Shorty!”

Brian Junior’s brow furrowed as he saw her taunt. His competitive spirit flared up.

“Just wait. I’ll show you that I’m the smartest prodigy!”