Herrscher of Reason's Arknights

This is why complete organ replacement can lead to cyberbullying, and why people who have undergone organ replacements often experience drastic personality changes.

"Um... ma'am, are you alright?"

A passing waiter noticed that the tall, silver-haired beauty at the table had been drinking red wine one glass after another as if she were drowning her sorrows. Wei Fu was a wealthy and powerful man; the entire Longmen belonged to him. A few bottles of aged wine were nothing to him, but this man's mental state was worrying.

The people of Yan like auspicious things, and they value lucky days and auspicious times. Celebrating birthdays is also a way to wish for good fortune. If something bad happens, it will spoil the fun.

However, when the woman turned around, the waiter was so frightened that he could barely speak.

Those were a pair of crimson-gold eyes, radiating a terrifying aura!

"I am fine."

After dismissing the waiter, Sodium Chloride seemed to have given up on something, turning to look at Chen Huijie, who was talking to Wei Yanwu.

His eyes, radiating an eerie light, were filled with murderous intent and mockery.

But it's not time yet.

I definitely don't have time today.

Then remember her well.

One day, you will meet me again.

I'll take care of you then.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept through the courtyard!

"Aaaaaaah!!"

Several women nearby covered their skirts, which were being blown up by the wind, and screamed.

Chaos erupted instantly in the hall.

Fortunately, it was just a minor incident during the birthday celebration, and nothing serious happened in the end; it was just a gust of wind blowing in through the open French windows.

Chen Zheng, standing in the crowd, turned around in confusion, looking in the direction from which he had felt the piercing gaze earlier.

But there was nothing there, only the waiters and servants dealing with the problem, and the distinguished guests who had come here.

...

In the dirty workshop

Her gray pupils slowly opened, and a huge rat was right in front of the girl, its front paws munching on something.

My head hurts so much...

Suddenly, as her consciousness slowly awoke, she retrieved her previous memories.

That demon.

That demon was very strong. Even though he was wearing a metal mask that covered his entire face, his fierce gaze was fixed on Yelena!

All of her attacks were blocked by the opponent.

That person seemed to be a veteran of the battlefield, and the frenzy of their attacks was something Yelena had never seen before.

As a fist powerful enough to smash a man's head swung towards the man, the dagger in the other man's hand was already about to pierce his own neck.

If you don't intend to die together with it, you can only abandon your attack and retreat to avoid it.

Yelena was very uncomfortable with her opponent's cunning and slippery fighting style.

Even when the ice mist was released at the end, that demon was able to withstand it for two seconds!

You should know that ordinary Ursus people would have been frozen solid long ago!

In those two seconds, the other party punched the girl and sent her flying.

Kazdel has always been shrouded in perpetual war, with endless smoke and fire everywhere, and the mercenaries produced there are veterans who have fought their way up in the battlefield.

Of course, they were not warriors, but butchers.

Because the twisted war has already warped people into monsters, and the Sarkaz are such things.

The first thing I learned after I was born was not how to eat, but how to hold a knife.

Although the Ursus are known for their martial prowess on Terra, the Sarkaz are actually far more skilled in battle.

Unfortunately, there are no legendary figures among the Sarkaz.

Because most of the guys who were destined to become legends are in their graves.

However, this place seems very dirty and messy, like... the kitchen of some impoverished place.

But why am I in the kitchen?

The place was filthy and messy. The fat rat that had been in front of her had run away, but the stench of blood still filled her nostrils, making it hard for the girl to breathe.

Yelena was already used to the smell of blood.

Children born in the mines bear the marks of war and suffering; they are not like fledglings in the city, already accustomed to blood and death.

But this was the first time she had ever seen such a strong smell of blood.

But when she saw the first object that came into view, the girl realized she was wrong, terribly wrong!

This isn't a workshop or a kitchen at all, it's a...

Slaughterhouse.

And what was hanging from the iron hooks suspended upside down on the roof... was not animal meat.

Rather, it is...people.

P.S.: This server is garbage! If the network is even slightly weak, it can't even upload a single chapter!

Did Hedgehog Cat's funds all go to pay tribute to prostitutes?! Why did the website almost swallow the layout and published chapters, and then even the verification code in Hedgehog Cat's author backend couldn't be displayed?! Are you trying to make me drag the CAPTCHA blindfolded, like in 2077's Mewtwo black screen?!

You're something else, Hedgehog Cat!

Section 46, Chapter 46: [On the way to silence them.jpg]

Is this... hell?

Gray pupils stared in terror at everything before them.

When she could see everything around her clearly, the girl's stomach even began to spasm.

Far away from her, a man stood in front of the operating table, covered in blood. He wasn't wearing a surgical gown at all, but rather a butcher's white apron.

The apron was covered in dried bloodstains that couldn't be washed off.

On the operating table lay a corpse, and the person was using a saw and pliers to rummage through the disemboweled body.

The bloodstains had already flowed onto the stone brick floor and eventually entered the sewer along with the sewage.

"Waaah..."

Disgusting!

The thick, nauseating vomit suddenly exploded in her stomach, and she felt her spine goosebumps. Anxiety and fear spread throughout her body, and finally she gripped her heart tightly.

Even though Yelena came from a mining background and thought she had seen the darkest and cruelest corners of the world, and was already used to death and bloodshed.

But the world's kindness is also showing her its full potential.

A kind neighbor, a helpful uncle.

And... my sister who gave me all the warmth.

Just when she thought she had escaped the nightmare and the tormenting dream, fate seemed to play another cruel joke on her.

When she saw all of this clearly, she realized that the malice of this land was not directed at any one person.

Instead, it treats everyone fairly.

The suffering on this land seems to have no end.

The sticky sound of flesh being torn apart instinctively makes one feel nauseous.

"Welcome to our lair. Looks like you've come a bit early. I thought you'd be carried onto the operating table in a daze."

A sharp, offensive sound, like a knife rubbing against a mirror, rang out.

It's that guy who caused trouble at the clinic on the very first day!

"Oh, don't look at me like that."

Stared at by the girl's angry eyes, if her mouth hadn't been stuffed with something, she would have pounced on him and bitten him to death.

However, she couldn't do it; her hands and feet were bound, and she couldn't move at all.

However, the man was not afraid at all. He was just a defeated opponent. Even a ferocious beast was just a fish waiting to be slaughtered when its hands and feet were tied.

The man's slick gaze roamed unabashedly over the girl's youthful body, but in the end, he only let out a sigh.

What a pity, if I'm not mistaken...

Are you infected?

Seeing a flicker in the girl's eyes, the man was even happier.

"What a brilliant disguise! If it weren't for the distinctive smell of the ore up close, I wouldn't even have been able to tell you were an infected. So, the question is, who gave you this disguise? It's truly ingenious. If you could sell this method for money, you could make a fortune, hahaha..."

Suddenly, the man's previously normal expression turned extremely vicious!

The man then revealed his true nature, which was utterly wicked.

You know, he's the manager here. What does he manage?

Using human organs to sell for money, this place is like a slaughterhouse! It's just that the slaughter of wild animals has been replaced with the slaughter of our own kind.

The man kicked Yelena hard in the stomach.

"woo woo woo woo!!!"

Seeing the girl curl up in pain, the man became even more frenzied.

"What a pity that you're infected. If you weren't as disgusting as a dog with smallpox, I would have made you wish you were dead long ago."

As he spoke, the man ignored the girl's furious yet helpless gaze, grabbed her silver hair, pulled her up, and forced her to look in the other direction.

That was the direction behind the girl.

It was a somewhat empty corner, where a dim yellow light shone down, making it stand out from the other cool-toned areas with its warm, dim glow.

Although the ground was also covered in blood, the difference was that there was only one iron hook there, and a woman's corpse was hanging from the hook.

But unlike those pitiful people who had their bellies ripped open, their skin peeled off, and their internal organs emptied, that woman was at least physically intact, and her stomach had not been cut open.

Instead, there were countless scars, some clearly from beatings, others bruises and cuts from whipping.

All five fingers were severed, and the iron hook pierced through both palms.

"See that? This is one of my little hobbies. This woman was actually quite resilient, but after I tormented her for a week, she just died yesterday. Poor thing. I was even a little sad that she died so quickly because I hadn't had time to find another one. But..."

The man stared at the girl with a ferocious grin, a twisted, inhuman smile spread across his face, a smile already contorted by desire.

"I think I've found the perfect toy for the future."

The girl struggled violently, but the man paid no heed to the cub's struggle. It was a desperate fight; these guys, who were skilled at trading human organs, had countless ways to control a person.

"Don't worry, you are much more valuable than this woman. When you are tortured to death, the Originium crystals left in your body can be dug out and sold for a good price. You know, there are many rich people in this world who are hypocrites and love to collect these kinds of things."

The man explained after the girl tried to use Originium Arts but found she couldn't.

"Don't worry, the thing around your neck won't allow you to use Originium Arts. Just obediently show your value."

The man spoke in a pretentious, triumphant tone, as if he were the victor.

This is the joy of victory.

The winner gets everything, the loser loses everything.

He, on the other hand, can acquire everything with ease!

The girl struggled, but the more she struggled, the more excited the man became. After all, wasn't it a beautiful sight to see a loser in a fit of rage and helpless rage, completely at the mercy of others?

It's a kind of pleasure to watch people gradually lose hope.