Apocalypse: I Have A Multiplier System - Chapter 379

Chapter 379: Chapter 379: Revenge-2
“Yes, I’ve come to apologize,” he said in a soft voice.

Mrs. Qin sneered. “What’s the point of apologizing now? You’ve already made a mess of everything.”

Mr. Qin shook his head. “You’re too soft, Qin Feng. That’s why you’ve always been a disappointment.”

Qin Feng nodded like he agreed, but inside, he was already planning how to tear them apart.

“You’re right,” he said. “I’ve been foolish. I should’ve listened to you.”

They both looked surprised.

They weren’t used to Qin Feng being so obedient. But they didn’t know this was all part of his plan.

“I’ll make it up to you,” Qin Feng continued.

“I’ll do whatever you need. I’ll prove that I’m worthy of the Qin family name.”

Mrs. Qin raised an eyebrow.

“We’ll see,” she said, crossing her arms. “But don’t think we’ve forgiven you.”

Qin Feng just smiled.

“Of course. I wouldn’t expect forgiveness so easily.”

And so, Qin Feng started doing tasks for them.

He handled their business affairs, managed their properties, and acted like the perfect son.

But behind the scenes, he was secretly making moves to destroy everything they had built.

He began by getting rid of their loyal subordinates, the ones who had always stood by their side.

Slowly, he replaced them with people loyal to him.

People who hated Mr. and Mrs. Qin just as much as he did.

Every day, Qin Feng would come back to his parents, acting humble and obedient.

They mocked him, and treated him like a servant, but Qin Feng didn’t care.

He was patient. He knew their time would come.

Weeks passed, and Mr. and Mrs. Qin started to notice things going wrong.

Their businesses were failing, their trusted subordinates were gone, and their power was slipping.

But they couldn’t trace it back to Qin Feng, because he had covered his tracks so well.

Mr. Qin and Mrs. Qin started to panic. Everything was falling apart.

Their businesses were losing money, and the people they had trusted for years had either disappeared or turned against them.

They couldn’t understand what was happening, and it was scaring them.

One evening, Mrs. Qin stormed into the living room, where Qin Feng was sitting calmly, pretending to read some papers.

“You!” she snapped, her voice shaking with anger and fear.

“Everything is falling apart! Our businesses, our people—nothing is working anymore! Fix this, Qin Feng! Do something!”

Mr. Qin stood behind her, his face pale and worried.

“You were always good at business,” he said, his voice trembling. “Help us, son. Solve this.”

Qin Feng looked up, his face still calm, but inside he was smirking. This was exactly what he had been waiting for.

“Of course,” he said with a slight smile. “I’ll take care of everything. Don’t worry.”

Mrs. Qin narrowed her eyes. “You better. We didn’t raise you to be a failure.”

Qin Feng nodded, still acting like the perfect son. “I understand, Mother. I’ll fix it.”

But as soon as he left the room, his smile faded. He wasn’t going to fix anything.

This was his plan all along—to make them desperate, to make them beg him for help. And now, they were finally starting to break.

Over the next few days, Qin Feng continued to act like he was trying to solve their problems.

He held meetings, made phone calls, and acted busy. But in reality, he was just making things worse behind the scenes.

Every time Mr. Qin and Mrs. Qin asked him if things were getting better, he would just give them a sad smile and say,

“I’m trying my best. It’s harder than I thought.”

Soon, the Qin family was in complete ruin.

They had no money left, no power, and no one to help them. Mr. Qin started drinking heavily, and Mrs. Qin barely left her room anymore.

One night, after another failed business deal, Mrs. Qin broke down.

She was sitting in the dark, her face pale and her eyes full of tears. Mr. Qin was slumped in a chair next to her, looking defeated.

“We’ve lost everything,” she whispered. “How could this happen? We were so powerful…”

Qin Feng walked into the room, standing tall and looking down at them.

He wasn’t pretending anymore. His eyes were cold, and there was no smile on his face.

“You lost everything because you destroyed your own son,” Qin Feng said, his voice low but sharp.

“You tried to kill the only person who could’ve saved you. And now, you’re paying the price.”

Mrs. Qin looked up at him, her face twisted with shock and confusion. “What… what are you talking about?”

Qin Feng leaned closer, his face inches from hers.

“I was the one who did this. I ruined your businesses, got rid of your loyal subordinates, and turned everyone against you.”

Mr. Qin’s eyes widened in disbelief. “You… you did this?”

Qin Feng straightened up, his expression icy.

“Yes. You wanted to destroy Su Jiyai, and you hurt me in the process. So I destroyed everything you ever cared about.”

Mrs. Qin started sobbing, clutching her head as if she couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “No… no, this can’t be…”

Qin Feng just watched her, feeling no sympathy.

“You’ve lost. And now, you’re going to live the rest of your lives in misery. Just like you made me live in misery.”

Before both of them could understand, the lights went out and they were stuffed into a bag and dragged into a car.

The car soon started to move towards the north.

When Mrs. Qin and Mr. Qin opened their eyes, they found themselves in a place filled with poverty.

“Where…where are we?” Mrs. Qin asked in a scared voice.

Mr. Qin’s eyes fell on the signboard nearby and his soul almost left his body.

They were in the Northern Border.

A place filled with zombies. They couldn’t return to the Black Ray base if they didn’t have a helicopter.

They were destined to be stranded in that place for the remaining years of their life.