She Kong was once a highly socialized cactus who had gained sentience. After working for seventy years only to have his retirement delayed, he became a cactus again and took up residence in the spacious apartment of a wealthy CEO. He was going to make those capitalists taste what it was like to work for someone else.
On his first day at the villa, She Kong spent the whole day pretending to be an ordinary cactus.
On the second day, he sampled the CEO's steak.
On the third day, he filled the bathtub to the brim, climbed in, and enjoyed a whole-cactus daylight spa.
On the fourth day, he waited until Marshal had left, then sat openly on the sofa and watched TV.
She Kong: Now this is the life!
Meanwhile, Ba Zong began to wonder if years of celibacy had finally made him lose his mind.
His mental troubles began last Wednesday.
He had gone to answer a call in the middle of eating steak. When he came back, the steak was gone, yet he had no memory of eating it.
That wasn't even the scariest part.
A few days later, a huge stack of comics was delivered to his house. He had never read comics, yet when he checked Taobao, he really had ordered them.
The air conditioner kept turning itself on, and food deliveries arrived that he couldn't remember ordering...
Nothing about it made sense.
Ba Zong accepted his therapist's conclusion that he had a second personality, but then he saw something bizarre on his home security footage.
He watched the chubby cactus he'd picked out at a plant expo six months ago grow two black stick-figure arms, pull itself out of its pot, and shake its head. Then it turned the air conditioner back on, which he'd switched off to save electricity, and plopped its round body onto his genuine leather sofa.
Yan Ji: "..."
#This world has finally gone so topsy-turvy I can't make sense of it#
Theme: The world is cruel, but there will always be someone who treats you kindly
