Immortal in Horror Game: She is the Fortune Teller!-Chapter 169 - 168: Gorgeous Cage 15 (Josh’s Childhood Memories)
She’s the best at it.
As soon as the thought crossed her mind, she saw a suit of battle armor appear around her.
The armor enveloped and surrounded her, and a floating keyboard appeared in front of her.
Josh found it somewhat amusing.
Is this the battle of the keyboard warriors?
Various scenes criticizing her suddenly appeared before her, as if countless people appeared in front of her, pointing and accusing.
"You’re so ugly! Your singing and dancing are ugly! How can you possibly take first place? Do you even deserve it?"
Such a level of attack didn’t make Josh even blink; she fought back.
The armor on her body grew stronger as well.
The exchanges continued, and the attacks gradually approached Josh’s real life.
"You’re just a piece of trash from the Garbage Star! No one will ever like you; you’re a discarded waste of this world!"
"Even your parents didn’t want you, showing just how annoying you are!"
Josh laughed out loud, "Your dad came to this world to enjoy life, not to be liked by others. Do they hate me? What’s that got to do with me? For them to even know of my existence is a great fortune for them in three lifetimes, including you!"
"Look at this shameless, arrogant face, pretending to be strong saying ’what’s that got to do with me,’ but isn’t she crying alone at night?"
Scenes from her childhood life on Garbage Star appeared before her.
During her childhood, she grew up amidst garbage, struggling for survival, scavenging for food every day.
As a girl, weak and thin, she could only eat the leftovers picked over by others.
She even had to learn to bark like a dog to satisfy their twisted pleasures.
Bruises and dirt were commonplace.
On Garbage Star, people had no dignity or pride.
Survival was the top priority.
As a child, Josh learned to bark like a dog, ran stark naked in the open landfill, acted as a human target for others, and was ridden like a horse.
Slaps and being trained like an animal became normal to her.
In fact, Josh didn’t feel much at the time because she had always lived that way. Without comparison, she didn’t think her life was so terrible.
Until she turned ten and was taken back to the Augustine family to have her spiritual power tested again.
That was the first time she learned she had a mom and dad, a brother, a home.
In her home, a girl named Susanna had replaced her, enjoying everything that should have belonged to her.
Susanna didn’t have to bark like a dog, didn’t have to be a little minion, didn’t have to act like an animal, didn’t have to be beaten or slapped, didn’t have to climb trees to pick wild fruits for other kids with broken ribs, didn’t have to fight wolves for food in the frigid winter, didn’t have to survive on melted snow for three days and nights hiding in the crevices of mines...
She only needed to wear her white dress and descend the stairs slowly, and countless people would fall to their knees before her, respectfully addressing her as "Miss Augustine," offering her warm clothes and sweet food, along with a life of glory and love.
The test results still came back as F grade, infuriating Cherry, who ordered the servants to slap her hard, then, as if avoiding some contagious virus, had her thrown back.
Thus, Josh was ruthlessly thrown back.
From then on, her days became particularly difficult.
Every time hardship struck, her mind would recall that opulently warm and fragrant home, where that white-dressed girl basked by the fireplace, adored by everyone.
"You’re jealous, you’re angry, but so what? You’re just a dog! A discarded waste, an animal! Your birth is an indelible blot of shame on your mother’s record; she ought to have rid the world of you."
Josh chuckled, "Is that so? Then I should really thank her for sparing my dog’s life, otherwise I wouldn’t be standing here today listening to you bark on and on with your pointless words."
"Stop pretending, admit it, you’re upset, you’re crying, you’re like filthy mud on the ground, pathetically yearning for love, for the feeling of being needed."
Josh: "Do you know so much because you’ve been through it yourself? Sorry, but that cheap love dredged from filthy hearts, I wouldn’t accept even if it came with a one copper coin buy one get one free deal, it’s worth more than I care to pay."
She certainly didn’t need it!
She had her sect that loved her dearly.
Every time she got into trouble, the first thing her Master would ask was if she was hurt, the second would be to reproach her.
On her birthday, the entire sect would celebrate together.
Every bit she improved in cultivation, the whole sect would announce it to the world with great fanfare. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
She received dozens of loving kisses from her senior brothers and sisters every day, and took turns with different senior sisters telling her bedtime stories each night, without any fear of them getting annoyed.
Even if she poked a hole in the sky, her Master would first make sure she wasn’t hurt, then turn around to patch the sky for her.
What did she lack in love?
Those so-called family members were just a bunch of hypocritical opportunists, what did she need to grovel for?
Nothing but trash.
"Is that so? Even with your sect, so what? Don’t you still fail to fit into their world?"
Josh’s face instantly darkened: "What bullshit are you spewing now?"
"Isn’t it true? Why is it that when your Master and senior brothers occasionally mention something funny, they all get it, but you don’t?"
"Why do they all know about the battle between Spider-Man and Snow White, but you don’t?"
"Why do they seem innately wild, uninhibited, carefree, and only you drag through endless tough cultivation?"
"In their eyes, you’re nothing but a burden! A misfit Otherworld freak in their sect!"
Josh could feel the armor rushing towards her aggressively, knocking her armor down.
Inside the armor, Josh was knocked all over the place.
Those things exploited the vulnerability she exposed, shattering her armor decisively.
Josh was thrown out.
She hastily used Spider Silk to stabilize herself, retreating out of the lawn.
The world around her returned to its previous state.
The other two were still inside.
She looked unwell.
So this was psychological warfare; it was her first time encountering it, unprepared, she had her mental defenses pried open by the opponent.
Inside the creature’s manufactured scenario, she wasn’t able to react quickly enough. One slight slip, and the creature would amplify her emotions, expand her innermost fears, and defeat her through it.
Being thrown out, that feeling of having her soul pierced vanished instantly, sanity returning to her mind.
Quickly, Yuze and Ruble were thrown out as well.
The three exchanged a glance, seeing failure mirrored on each other’s faces.
Rob looked exceptionally pale.
Yuze patted him, then patted Josh: "Let’s go back first."
Josh nodded and Rob had nothing to say either.
The three exited the game world.
Second floor of the manor.
The man elegantly took a sip of his tea.
The butler beside him was somewhat disdainful: "I assumed they could hold on a bit longer, a waste of your time."
God R slightly curled his lips: "Don’t underestimate my new toy."
The butler thought of that sharp-tongued girl, his expression darkening slightly: "That girl really has a sharp tongue."
God R smiled, stroking the edge of his cup: "Show her some respect."
The butler, upon hearing this, had to nod begrudgingly: "Yes."
God R asked again: "Are the recordings all done?"
The butler nodded again: "Everything’s ready, just waiting for your Divine Oracle."
God R nodded with satisfaction: "Then release them, I can’t wait to see that little girl’s reaction."
Butler: "Yes..."
