Free Web NovelChapter 323: Chapter 127: Rescuing Yan Zizai
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Outside Baichuan City.
In a prison of the distant city, someone was waiting for the endless long night to end, while others were on their way.
"First we went to Food City, and then we came to Baichuan City, on this journey we have indeed met quite a few interesting fellows."
The speaker had a deep voice; it was very burly, yet seemed extremely small.
From a distance, the sight of all Evil Fallen would be drawn to the huge shadow of the Hydra, and no one noticed that on the middle head, there were two figures.
"Hmph, interesting? A bunch of trash is all they are."
The demon in the shadows spread its wings and flew high, looking down upon Baichuan City in the early hours of the morning.
The entire Baichuan City was extremely large, within the borders of a country called Sheng Country seven hundred years ago, there were cities like Xuanhui, Denglin, Lianyang, Shudu, Baichuan, Food City, and also quite a few seas and islands.
But the largest city in the borders was Baichuan City.
This city was divided into countless areas, many of which had become blue and purple areas due to the Seven Days of Calamity long ago, and some even red areas.
The entire city was like a colossal nest of Evil Fallen.
Everywhere in the city was sin, everywhere were monsters that fell with resentment seven hundred years ago, and everywhere was slaughter and despair.
In many areas such as the twisted hospitals, cafes, office buildings, factories, supermarkets, department stores, amusement parks outside the city, zoos, long-abandoned haunted houses, and circuses... all hid numerous dangerous creatures.
The demon overlooking the entire city from high above, thinking of erecting a refuge in such a place in the future, felt even more that the invitation he had accepted was so ethereal.
But when it finally saw that school, a sense of hope also slowly rose in its heart.
This demon, naturally, was Nie Chongshan.
And the burly Evil Fallen beside the demon was Liu Mu.
The day after they left the Food Domain, Liu Mu and Nie Chongshan were invited to start looking for Gu Hailin and his group from Food City.
The strongest members of successive Investigation Corps finally assembled not long after, and under the lead of the Traveler Nie Chongshan, this powerful wandering force fought and devoured their way from Food City to Baichuan.
Instead of a traveling party of Investigation Corps, they were more like a party of predators.
The trash that Nie Chongshan mentioned as unworthy of cooperation had become his food one after another.
Having followed Nie Chongshan for a while, Liu Mu had already grown accustomed to the devouring among Evil Fallen.
As for Gu Hailin and the Twenty-Four Iron Cavalry, they did not hesitate to devour the blood of the great serpent to become Evil Fallen, in order to become stronger and to abandon all human habits—a realization they had already embraced.
Thus, all the powers in the many regions of Baichuan City saw the huge Hydra slowly moving in this gigantic city at dawn.
They did not know what it meant, nor did they believe that the city, which had been eroded by Evil Fallen for seven hundred years, would have any change in the future.
"It seems you’ve come across a formidable monster?"
"Did you hear the laughter coming from afar? It seems to come from the suburban circus; I don’t know why, but I always feel a certain bewitching intent in that laughter... Hmph, different from the nearby trash, it’s an opponent worth fighting."
In the Baichuan City Circus, Bai Wu had previously found a circus ticket while exploring the zoo.
At that time, his Prayle’s Eye did not give him much clue about this circus, only telling him that the people of the circus were extremely dangerous.
Liu Mu and Nie Chongshan stood on the head of the Hydra, looking out over the vast city. To expel the countless Evil Fallen from numerous regions and eradicate the countless twisted rules was undoubtedly a super project akin to a fool’s dream.
"Not only the areas we can see, but also many we cannot. That kid wants to build a refuge in such a city, hahahaha... I really like his audaciousness!"
"Yes, I like that kid too, it’s a pity that we didn’t snatch him up back then, leaving Wu Jiu with the bargain."
Baichuan University was within sight, and though there were many Evil Fallen on the massive streets, none of them dared to attack Nie Chongshan and Liu Mu’s party as the outskirts of the campus were only in a blue zone.
They couldn’t imagine just how powerful the beast with nine heads was, nor did they understand why suddenly creatures not from this area had burst in.
As for the refuge, Gu Hailin was the most persistent. When he finally saw the gate of Baichuan University, he said:
"No matter how twisted this city is, it is the starting point of the new world."
"Don’t get me wrong, big brother, I am not scared, hmph. When it comes to cleaning up trash, I’m the best," Nie Chongshan declared, full of fighting spirit.
Though Liu Mu said nothing, he felt gratitude in his heart toward Bai Wu. This young man seemed to have a way of thinking that did not belong to this world, bringing with him a path that no one had dared to contemplate for seven hundred years.
Now he had arrived at the starting point of this path, full of ambition.
At the gate of Baichuan University, the school’s new owner had already sensed the presence coming from outside the campus.
She held a Black Cat in her arms, her spirited eyes watching the huge shadow outside the dark dawn. Behind her, there were many students clad in school uniforms who were Evil Fallen.
Jiang Yimi.
With joy, Jiang Yimi recalled the words of these important figures from the Food Domain and spoke softly:
"Welcome to the refuge."
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Outside the tower, Shudu Prison.
As sunlight passed over the high walls of the prison, Bai Wu was being led away by a prison guard.
The prison guard was still Six Eyes:
"Kid, even though I really want to get back at you for what happened yesterday, I’m magnanimous. After all, you’ll be ruined soon enough."
"Well, thank you for that. I’m already starting to get scared," Bai Wu said with a look of expectation.
The inmates, including four leaders of two factions, didn’t know how Bai Wu did it. Clearly, he was on the first level of the prison just yesterday, and just by saying that he would go to the second level today, he truly went to the second level.
That place worse than death, even the tough guys in the cells were not sure they could withstand it.
Especially since going there meant that until they were tortured to death, they could never leave the second level again.
"Do you think he can find it?" Yuan Ye looked at Qian Yixin.
Qian Yixin was not very optimistic: "May his fortune in this world not yet be over."
"Da da da da, da da?" On the other side, Colt asked Lu Yan almost the same question.
"Such a nuisance like him, how would it be so easy for him to die?"
"Mr. Bai might not necessarily die, but death is not the most terrifying thing there," Lu Yan expressed a single thought with two bursts of speech, Colt was worried.
Only the involved party, Bai Wu, remained very composed.
After taking the elevator to the second floor, Bai Wu arrived at the area under the doctor’s jurisdiction.
The layout here was very similar to the structure of the Ninth Psychiatric Hospital, roughly the same size as the prison cell area on the ground floor, and the Evil Fallen who were brought here were divided into different zones based on their physique and type.
The entire second floor comprised sixteen spacious laboratories.
Called spacious, but only in comparison to the cramped cells. Inside the laboratories were cages for Spirit Possession,
In one of the unlocked labs, Bai Wu saw one of these cages. At just a glance, he knew he had seen this cage before.
"We’ve seen the same type of cage for Spirit Possession again, and I believe you’ve guessed it’s the very same type of cage that held Little Pitiful. You must be curious as to why this cage is here. Let me give you an example: the same person has a certain probability of causing the same type of object to produce the same Spirit Possession effect. Just like if someone wears a pot and becomes a ’Non-Spirit Possession Object,’ even if they discard the useless pot, they will come to the same outcome, ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta, I could almost laugh like a revolver."
This note left Bai Wu expressionless, as if he had been subjected to extreme torture.
Fortunately, Bai Wu’s attention was quickly drawn to the monster inside the cage. A piece of the Evil Fallen’s ear was missing, and hanging on the earhole was a tag.
The tag was inscribed with some text in the unique handwriting of a doctor, and Bai Wu vaguely made out part of the content, which seemed to mention "experimental number" or something similar.
Using Evil Fallen for live experiments, Bai Wu could roughly imagine that this time he might be dealing with some sort of perverted and malicious character.
Along the way, Bai Wu continued to observe the information in the laboratories with his eyes.
"Not this one, this room hides a snake-shaped Evil Fallen, but in fact, it’s not a snake, it’s a giant Evil Fallen’s tail that has grown a brain."
"Nor this one, but this room is quite interesting; it houses an Evil Fallen with a snail shell on its back, which might not last for many days. Its current wish is to find someone to renovate its snail shell."
"This one is a bit interesting, but still not the right room. Inside it, there’s an Evil Fallen that underwent organ transplantation. Which organ? An organ that an Evil Fallen should not have. Think back, who is interested in the breeding ability of Evil Fallen?"
The Patriarch of the Yan Family, Yan Zhao?
This place... Yan Zhao has been here, huh. So it seems that the experiments of the Yan Family’s Patriarch happen not only inside the High Tower on humans but also outside the tower on Evil Fallen?
Bai Wu was almost certain that this was the force behind the Yan Family.
He continued to observe the rooms—
"Side mission... alright, main mission: Rescue the unfortunate victim—target hiding spot. He’s suffering a torment worse than death, as well as a Sequence transplant surgery. You’re probably thinking, is this Sequence being transplanted to an Eternal Being? No, no, the Eternal Beings of the Yan Family are too timid to take over this Sequence. So within the Evil Fallen faction, is there anyone else who can undergo a Sequence transplant? Right, interesting missions need a countdown, let’s set a countdown of twenty-two hours.
In twenty-two hours, this Sequence will no longer belong to him~ and it’s likely he won’t survive that long. But the so-called twenty-two hours is just an optimistic number; you need to do something, or he won’t last twenty-two hours."
Yan Zizai is actually here?
Bai Wu’s expression remained unchanged, and he did not slow his steps as he rapidly thought things through.
The Sequence of Yan Zizai might be a coincidence, but there was no doubt about the power of Bipolar Transposition. Could it be that the Yan Family suddenly acquired such a treasure and, therefore, intended to craft an image of Yan Zizai as a proud yet morally unblemished truly good person?
This man, compared to the other men in the Yan Family, seemed of an entirely different moral fiber, as if he was born of the neighbor Wang. It was already strange to have someone like Yan Zizai among the rulers. ƒreewebɳovel.com
Now it appears... from the beginning of the Guardian’s birth, the Patriarch of the Yan Family and the monsters outside the Tower already started plotting to cultivate Yan Zizai and then take his Sequence away?
Yan Zizai indeed lived up to their expectations, his eyes may not compare to Prayle’s Eye, but they were first-class Sequences for acquiring intelligence.
And with Bipolar Transposition, Yan Zizai even had the ability to challenge opponents above his level.
After realizing all this, Bai Wu felt some sympathy for Yan Zizai. This man truly was a tool from beginning to end...
Such a pitiful life, it’s no wonder his character differed from the other members of the Yan Family.
"The time is twenty-two hours. If I can’t save Yan Zizai within this time, this prison journey will be meaningless. Are the hints in the note meant to convey a message to Yan Zizai?"
Bai Wu was somewhat worried about whether Yan Zizai could hold on. He had come to the tower alone, fell into the hands of Evil Fallen, and due to the rules, didn’t even have the chance to resist.
Under such loneliness and despair, it was very likely that Yan Zizai would not be able to bear it. Thinking of this, Bai Wu decided to send some messages.
He slowed his pace, pondering how to convey a phrase that Yan Zizai would definitely understand but was also sufficiently subtle...
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Yan Zizai was in great agony.
The pain that stemmed from the depths of his soul made him think of death more than once, but now he couldn’t even die.
Most of his perceptions, including vision, had been shielded, leaving only his hearing.
His spirit was on the verge of collapse, and the images in his mind about his younger sister, about Yan Jiu, were becoming more and more blurry.
Every person’s soul has an anchor point, and if this anchor point disappears, the soul will plummet into the abyss.
In the pitch-black world, he had tried to sense the people around him, using Bipolar Transposition, constantly trying to escape.
But the doctor seemed to have known about Yan Zizai’s abilities in advance, cutting off Yan Zizai’s spiritual power early on, disallowing Yan Zizai’s perception from leaving the laboratory.
As for the doctor, being a prison staff member, he saw that Yan Zizai, though handcuffed and having a powerful Sequence, was utterly ineffective against the doctor.
To take away Sequence 20, Bipolar Transposition, was a major project, the doctor had to admit that this Sequence was one he had rarely encountered in his seven hundred years.
The fortune of the Yan Family could be said to have risen due to this Sequence.
Yan Zizai’s memory was also much more abundant than he thought, time after time he had fought desperately for the Yan Family, sacrificing the most important people in his life for them, and was about to sacrifice his own life as well.
"Touching, indeed. Sometimes I can’t help but wonder, how could the Patriarch of the Yan Family be so heartless? But then again, he is someone who wasn’t bound by the prison from the start, so everything seems normal."
The doctor hoped that Yan Zizai would quickly fall into a state of complete mental collapse, although he tortured Yan Zizai with cruel tortures, Yan Zizai was stubbornly enduring it.
Although the doctor could see that Yan Zizai really wanted to die, his will to live was getting weaker, but he never truly gave up resisting.
Such people were rare, and torturing them brought more of a sense of achievement.
The doctor already had a premonition that Yan Zizai was about to collapse, and maybe today, this tough guy among humans, born a proud man among the degenerates, would completely become a speck of dust in history.
"Your death is not meaningless, at least you have created an opportunity for us to enter the High Tower in the future! This Sequence is very useful."
Around Yan Zizai’s body floated a blue substance resembling a "soul."
As the needle penetrated this blue object, Yan Zizai’s eyes turned bloodshot, writhing in agony.
He was really tired, past memories began to emerge one by one in the face of absolute pain, he had never imagined that after devoting his life to the Patriarch, he would end up with such an outcome.
It was as if he was falling through the deep sea; originally he was still struggling, but gradually, he wanted to give up the struggle. He didn’t know what that meant, only that he saw no light. There was no chance of breaking free, no hope of escape.
In the pitch-black deep sea, there was only endless despair and loneliness.
But just as Yan Zizai decided to close his eyes, he heard a familiar voice.
As if from the darkest corner, a beam of light suddenly penetrated, and the Yan Zizai deep inside his consciousness suddenly opened his eyes.
"How strange, why would a person of my corrupt morals be locked up here?"
