Chapter 306: Possession
Chapter 306: Possession
Chen Chuan arrived at the cottage, took out his key, unlocked the door, and walked straight into the inner room.
The room was sparsely furnished, and a man in his fifties lay on the floor, tightly bound with ropes from head to toe, his mouth sealed with duct tape. Upon seeing Chen Chuan approach, the man struggled frantically, emitting a muffled wailing sound.
Chen Chuan walked over, picked up the man's glasses from the floor, and placed them on his face. Calmly, he said, "Mr. Feng, there's no need to panic. You'll be free soon."
Fear flashed in the man's eyes, and he struggled desperately, as if pleading with Chen Chuan.
But Chen Chuan showed no mercy. Mr. Feng Gai was an implant surgeon with a peculiar fetish. He believed that the internal organs and bones of the human body possessed a unique beauty, a beauty that could be refined.
In his clinic, he had established a human farm, where he kept people abducted from the lower districts and cultivated them.
Periodically, he would indulge in the act of harvesting their tissues and organs.
To ensure vitality and satisfy his personal desires, he would keep them alive during the process using drugs and hypnosis. The victims would watch helplessly as their organs were removed, and he would then wrap them in a special biological membrane, creating a crystal-like effect, before displaying them in a showroom.
This man had been prosecuted and arrested multiple times, but with his connections among the upper echelons of society, he always managed to escape trial with the help of solicitors, at most paying a fine.
Not long ago, he had even held a 'Crystal Organ Expo,' inviting people to admire his 'collection.'
Chen Chuan had learned about him from the fringe channels, and although these channels were mostly reliable, he had gone to verify the information himself. After confirming the situation, he decided to use this man as an offering.
This time, Wu Bei directly paralyzed him and his security Boundary Vessel, disrupting the security implant field exchange, making it easy to take the man away.
Mr. Feng Gai desperately shouted, but his words, "I have money, let me go," were muffled by the tape. Outside, his pleas were unintelligible and unclear.
Chen Chuan didn't bother to talk to him. With one hand, he lifted the man and walked out of the cottage.
He opened the trunk, placed the man inside, then took out the Lynx Amulet from his pocket and tossed it onto the man's body. Slowly, he closed the trunk.
Returning to the driver's seat, he buckled his seatbelt and made one last contact with Wu Bei and the other two before leaving the city. Then, he started the car and drove towards the outskirts.
Mr. Feng Gai was now engulfed in darkness, knowing that Chen Chuan was about to take action. He didn't know where he was being taken, and fear of the unknown spread through him.
But soon, he wouldn't have to think about it anymore. After a while, his eyes widened, and he let out a piercing scream. Despite the tape over his mouth, the intense pain caused him to emit a loud sound.
He felt something burrowing into his stomach, gnawing at his insides. As an implant surgeon, he could accurately sense and judge which part was being bitten, intensifying the torment and driving him to near-madness in his struggles.
He writhed and rolled in the trunk, as if trying to jump out. Soon, a large wet stain appeared beneath him.
Chen Chuan felt the commotion from the trunk but paid it no mind. The car left Central City and headed west on the National Highway. After about ten minutes, the sounds from the trunk ceased.
Chen Chuan slowly pulled over to the side of the road, got out of the car, and opened the trunk. Mr. Feng Gai lay dead inside, his face contorted and eyes wide open.
There were no external injuries on his body; all the damage was internal. His brain, internal organs, and muscles had been completely devoured, leaving only his limbs and torso, shriveled and empty.
He had become the artwork he himself admired.
Chen Chuan retrieved the amulet and checked his watch. The Lianwei Heavy Control Corporation's convoy had been gone for about forty minutes. At their standard speed, they would be out of the Weird Tales' range in another fifteen to twenty minutes, and it was now time to act.
He held the amulet in front of him and tapped it with his knuckles.
When activating Shadow Traverse, one needed to perform a ritual, as during the initiation, the user becomes part of the offering, taking a subordinate position in the ritual. But Chen Chuan didn't need to do this; he only required Weird Tales to fulfill the ritual.
After tapping the amulet, it vibrated slightly, and a distinct etherealization effect appeared on his body.
He looked ahead on the National Highway, knowing that the ritual had begun.
In the Lianwei Heavy Control Corporation's convoy, Zhao Qian sat in his private car, communicating with the security personnel through his Boundary Vessel. For nearly half a year, he hadn't participated in company affairs, and now he needed to assert his presence to these individuals.
And during each season’s business evaluation, these security personnel would also fill out an opinion form about their superiors. In most cases, their opinions were not significant; what truly mattered was the attitude of the company’s upper management.
However, by winning the hearts of his subordinates, he could at least avoid being the unpopular one, eliminating one potential excuse that competitors could use against him.
After speaking with the main security team, he glanced at his watch. It had been less than an hour since he came out, and so far, everything seemed to be going smoothly. He asked his assistant to open the storage box and pour the “Pure Blood” drink, intending to have a cup to refresh himself. However, just as the drink entered his mouth, a searing pain erupted from within his body.
He let out a muffled sound, and his hand holding the glass trembled, spilling the drink onto his chest.
He quickly covered his mouth, but the red liquid still seeped through his fingers, making it impossible to tell if it was real blood or the drink itself.
As the pain intensified, his pupils dilated, his eyes twitched, and his body began to shake uncontrollably. He could clearly feel an invisible force voraciously gnawing and tearing at his altered tissues and internal organs.
At this moment, his assistant noticed something was wrong with him. He had never seen Zhao Qian in such agony and immediately asked with concern, “Sir, are you... feeling unwell?”
Zhao Qian, unsure of what was happening, instantly considered various possibilities. As a Tier Three Limit Fighter, even in the face of such an attack, his mind remained clear. He lowered his voice and said, “Don’t panic, bring out the emergency medication I prepared.”
“Oh, right, right.”
The assistant hurriedly retrieved a first-aid kit from another storage box. Zhao Qian took out several green pills and swallowed them with the remaining half cup of drink.
These were emergency medications made by the Green Bag Jade Workshop for fighters, the best available on the market, even surpassing those from Tiancong Hundred Herbs. They could stimulate his vitality, allowing his altered tissues and injuries to heal rapidly in a short time.
With the capabilities of a Tier Three Limit Fighter, as long as he could endure the current situation, he could recover and regenerate all missing parts with sufficient nutrients.
However, to his surprise, his actions seemed to excite the invisible force even more. It stopped tearing at other areas and focused on the rapidly growing tissues and organs, tormenting them repeatedly.
Zhao Qian’s face turned pale, and his body shook uncontrollably. He realized something was seriously wrong. If this continued, he might die here.
Suppressing his voice, he told his assistant, “Don’t make a fuss, go and call Mr. Chi.”
“Right, right.” The assistant quickly used the Boundary Vessel to make contact.
Soon, a car drove up, paralleling Zhao Qian’s vehicle. The person inside lowered the window, and Zhao Qian’s car window also came down, revealing his face.
Chi Duan was taken aback upon seeing Zhao Qian.
Zhao Qian’s aura was very weak, and a Tier Three Limit Fighter’s vitality was incredibly resilient. His current state indicated a severe situation.
In fact, the Whisper had inflicted massive damage on Zhao Qian, almost destroying half of his organs and internal tissues. If it weren’t for the two sets of organs that sustained his life, he would already be dead. Even so, without the medication, he wouldn’t have had the strength to speak, and he was merely holding on.
Chi Duan asked, “Mr. Zhao, what’s the situation?”
Zhao Qian replied, “Someone must have set me up. I’m not sure what method they used, but I can’t continue. I need to return to Central City for treatment.”
Chi Duan asked, “Does Mr. Zhao need the convoy to turn back?”
Zhao Qian responded calmly, “That’s not possible. I can only return as an individual, but I suspect the person who set me up might have more plans. There could be trouble on the road, and I need you to escort me back.”
Chi Duan didn’t hesitate, “Of course. I’m only responsible for Mr. Zhao, not the convoy.”
Zhao Qian then instructed his assistant, “Go and inform Captain You Fen.”
The assistant quickly used the Boundary Vessel to contact the security captain and said, “Supervisor Zhao has fallen ill suddenly, possibly due to being drugged. He needs to return to Central City for treatment immediately.”
Captain You Fen’s serious voice came through, “If Supervisor Zhao is unwell, he can leave the convoy and drive back on his own.”
The route and schedule for the escort were strictly planned, and they wouldn’t turn back for one person, especially since Zhao Qian’s issue was his own, and the entire team couldn’t be held responsible.
The assistant hastily added, “We also need the security team to leave with us.”
Captain You Fen, with his usual emotionless tone, replied, “I’m sorry, you cannot take the security team with you.”
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(End of Chapter)
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