Chapter 1386: Chapter 113: Being This Kind of Person
The white pillowcase had even been adorned with beautifully styled letters spelling “Master”.
Though her knowledge of foreign writing was extremely limited—she could ascertain whose handwriting it was… During the “King’s Game,” wasn’t her face branded with the same text by that scheming woman?
“That damn woman…”
She clenched her fist, veins pulsing on her forehead, as the Godly Land true dragon felt a strong sense of defeat crawling over her.
She didn’t linger for long, and quickly left the room. Just as she was about to close the door and turn away, she came face to face with the smiling maid standing three feet away.
“It’s so late, does Ms. Long need anything?”
…When did she e back?
The Godly Land true dragon was taken aback internally, yet her face remained indifferent… She brushed her hair nonchalantly and said, “You’ll have to ask your master about that… Oh? Didn’t he tell you?”
The maid smiled lightly and replied, “If it’s not something too important, the master naturally doesn’t need to tell me.”
The Godly Land true dragon shrugged, “Perhaps it’s something beyond important, and he doesn’t intend to tell you at all.”
The maid covered her mouth, laughing lightly and said, “If the master thinks so, then I don’t need to know… Since it’s so significant, it seems I shouldn’t disturb you then… Ms. Long, why don’t you… continue?”
The Godly Land true dragon suddenly pounded her own shoulder and said, “Oh, a bit tired… Some people are just too passionate, wearing me out… Oh my, it’s late, I’m feeling sleepy. Maid, why don’t you continue with your servant duties?”
She treated the maid as mere air, walking and muttering to herself… slowly leaving.
Watching the Godly Land true dragon leave, the maid at the door bowed gently and courteously said, “Well then, good night, Ms. Long.”
The Godly Land true dragon didn’t turn her head, leaving in a posed manner, feeling that it was just a strategic retreat… How frustrating!!
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Later, the maid pushed open the door and entered the room, approaching the chair—the pillow on the chair had evidently been tampered with.
The maid picked up the pillow and found another phrase on the other side: “Don’t need you anymore.”
“Quite mischievous indeed…” The maid said expressionlessly as she gently released the pillow from her hands, saying, “Here… outside China.”
As the pillow gently fell, it spontaneously ignited, and after landing, nothing remained but a pile of ashes.
She opened the window, then waved her hand, allowing the outside wind to blow in, sweeping the ashes away before blowing them out.
Closing the window, the maid turned around with a hint of a smile appearing on her face, seeming to be in better spirits—she sat before a table.
Her palm brushed over the table—a pitch-black laptop appeared on it.
As she opened it, her fingers swiftly began typing on the keyboard.
She needed to do some tasks—taking advantage of this brief period.
In terms of time, the great disturbance in Fog Capital had occurred just a day prior… Hence, she needed to manage some instructions left by the master.
——I’m going outside to have a look… Please take care of modifying that world over there.
——I believe Caesar will certainly enter the world again for assessments. Once the results are out, he’ll truly make the decision to open the passage to beastmen in the present world.
The so-called modification of the world over there… Naturally involves adjusting certain histories behind the Main God Project—the master had granted Caesar the ability to open that world just a day before.
Beastmen… will continue to appear in that world in the future.
According to Boss Luo’s intentions, what the maid needed to do was—embed some parts of beastmen’s history in that world, so when the present-day beastmen reached that world, they wouldn’t seem abrupt.
This task wasn’t too hard… As long as there is a piece of history given to the beastmen in that world.
Fingers flying as rapidly.
The history of “beastmen” gradually took shape through her typing.
“They are a tribe oppressed by a vicious dragon from the distant east…”
As for how the story unfolds… Heaven knows.
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[Farm].
On the dark streets, a figure dashed swiftly through the alley… He was unable to land silently, only minimizing the sound produced during movement and trying hard not to alarm the surroundings.
Reaching a wall, David had to halt… He took a few steps back, then forcefully leaped, grasping the top of the wall with both hands.
He easily flipped over, resembling a parkour expert.
With the help of the last medicinal pill, not only had his injuries healed in the short term, but his stamina had also been greatly boosted—yet despite this, he still couldn’t truly defeat the vampire’s servant.
The revolutionary’s situation was far too difficult… Although the activities over the years had liberated many descendants of the ancients, in the Unhuman Domain, they were a group without formal recognition.
No habitat would take them in… They could only hide in places and blend into different chaotic zones to forage for living supplies.
Restorative medications like these were seen as merely ordinary by the non-humans in the Unhuman Domain—but for the Revolutionary Army, obtaining such supplies often required risking lives amidst danger.
The enhancement of physical abilities was merely temporary… David had to constantly calculate the depletion of his stamina… He needed to find the rades who were also on the run in the town in the shortest time possible.
And… meet Meila once again to find out what exactly happened to her.
However, David truly underestimated the danger within the town at this time — he had no idea that after Meila had forcefully killed the guard to rescue them, this had already enraged the head of the guards within the town!
Likewise, he did not know that not long ago, a conflict had broken out within the Torrido Clan, leading to the death of a high-ranking aristocrat.
The current situation was incredibly tense… In the town, almost all the bloodsuckers who hadn’t rested were dispatched and were searching all places prehensively.
The presence of so many bloodsuckers roaming the town made David’s sneaking efforts exceptionally difficult.
He had no choice but to take advantage of places where humans — or as they were called, “Crops” — usually congregated to move around. Only in this way could he mask the scent of the blood of his ancient lineage.
Unless the rades were caught, they could only hide, and the hiding place had to be one with many “Crops” — that is, the various dormitories on the Farm.
Even though the infiltration work had bee exceptionally challenging, with danger looming at every turn, David managed to arrive near the first Farm dormitory without mishap.
He felt his luck was somewhat good… but he didn’t know that the vampires in the Farm didn’t really care about these so-called revolutionary army members who had escaped again.
The vampires of the Clan were currently hunting down a terrifying assassin — because, since Lord Bazby, who held the Clan Authority, was attacked, more than thirty bloodsuckers had been mysteriously killed in a short period!
Unaware of these things, David looked at the dormitory in front of him — Dormitory No. 7, contemplating how to blend in.
He wasn’t sure if his rades were hiding in this dormitory, and he couldn’t make any noise outside to attract the attention of possible rades hiding inside — the vampires’ hearing was just too powerful.
Moreover, what made David feel something was amiss, was that this Dormitory No. 7 was somewhat different from the others — logically, at this deep hour of the night, the dormitories should have had their lights off, yet Dormitory No. 7 still had lights on… and even had members from the Farm’s supervision team present.
At the Farm where David previously resided, there was also a supervision team… usually led by a bloodsucker as the overseer, with subordinates that consisted of both bloodsuckers and ancient lineage descendants… with ancient lineage descendants occupying an even larger proportion.
“They should also be human… It seems they haven’t been transformed into servants yet.”
David cautiously deduced that the few who were inside Dormitory No. 7 at this time were humans who willingly became the bloodsuckers’ minions after knowing the Truth, a thought quietly emerging in his mind.
David cautiously approached… After climbing over the Courtyard, he hid beneath the wall, carefully peeking into a room where the curtains hadn’t been fully drawn.
Inside the room, a woman was presently hanging naked.
And three former “Crops” who had bee members of the supervision team were mercilessly swinging whips in their hands, whipping the woman… with sounds of her miserable screams.
“I… I really don’t know… I really don’t know…” The woman was continuously pleading in pain.
Only to hear one of the men waving his hand, ceasing the others from whipping her, coldly saying, “You’ve worked with Tabaine for so long, always assisting him in managing Dormitory No. 7, how could you not know about his secret play with the aristocrats’ most prized ‘Crops’?!”
“I really don’t know…” The woman cried out, “I was merely an assistant, many things I couldn’t be involved in… I truly know nothing!”
“Hmph! Still talking back! Just admit it, was it you who killed Tabaine after all?” The man from the supervision team harshly said, “Did you murder Tabaine to replace him and then forge it as his suicide?!”
“I… I really didn’t… I really didn’t… Ah…”
“Hmph! I think you knew all along about everything Tabaine did but didn’t report it right away… Maybe, you and Tabaine were in cahoots!”
“How could it be… Impossible… Ah—!!”
“You’re in cahoots, aren’t you? You must be! You’re afraid that the truth would e out, so you preempted it! You killed the dorm supervisor, Tabaine, pushing everything onto him! This way, you could replace him and bee the new supervisor! Then continue using the power in your hands to play with the aristocrats’ precious properties, right!”
The woman, having been driven pletely mad by their whipping, endured the painful blows, hearing their roaring accusations, suddenly screamed in fury, “How could you!!? How could you!!! You are human too!!! How could you… be just like those Devils, treating your own kind as ‘Crops’ and those Devils’ properties!!! How could you!!!!”
“Hmph! To call our great aristocrats Devils! Even the aristocrats’ benevolence can’t forgive your crime!” The leading man coldly snorted, “Even if Tabaine’s death has nothing to do with you, your mere insult to the aristocrats is already a capital crime!”
The woman, furious to the extreme, laughed in anger, “From the start… you never intended to spare me at all!! You beasts!!!”
The man stepped directly in front of the woman, grasping her chin — facing only her hate-filled gaze.
“I hate your kind of expression.”
Saying this, the man, without a moment’s hesitation, punched the woman’s face… Her nose immediately twisted with blood spurting out from her mouth.
“Beast… beast…”
She, lowering her head, bled and continued cursing venomously.
The man sneered coldly, retreating a few steps, then waved his hand… Only to see a man from the supervision team beside him, smirking coldly, directly walking behind the woman… loosening the belt at his waist.
Seeing the man’s pants drop instantly… the woman couldn’t help but angrily roar, “What are you intending to do!!!”
The leader of the supervision team sneered coldly, “Aren’t you lucky? Only the best can stay as a supervisor candidate after reaching adulthood… I wonder if those who reached adulthood with you, ‘Crops’, have ever resented you?”
The man behind the woman stepped forward again, grabbing the woman’s waist with both hands… She suddenly became even more furious… and a hint of panic appeared in her eyes.
The leader of the supervision team laughed loudly, “Why not experience the Farm’s Breeding experience your peers had? After all, from the records, you’re a pure-hearted virgin…”
“Let go of me!! Let go of me!! I’ll curse you!! Curse you… beasts!!!”
The leader of the supervision team sneered fiercely, “Anyway, sooner or later, you will be thrown into the Breeding Farm, so let’s get you accustomed now, lest you feel out of place… Don’t worry, we will teach you well.”
Saying this, the third member of the supervision team walked in front of the woman, pulling out his hideous thing, pressing her head down with one hand.
Seeing the nasty things approaching her front and back… David, crashing through the window, entered.
“I feel ashamed to live in this world with you! Beasts!!!”
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