Chapter 306: Possession
Chapter 306: Possession
Chen Chuan arrived at the cottage, took out the key, unlocked the door, and walked straight into the inner room.
The room was empty, with only a person lying on the ground, tightly bound with ropes from head to toe, and their mouth sealed with tape.
The man appeared to be in his fifties, with sparse hair, and his glasses had fallen to the ground. As Chen Chuan approached, the man immediately struggled and squirmed, making whimpering sounds.
Chen Chuan walked over, picked up the glasses, and put them on the man's face. Calmly, he said, "Mr. Feng, don't worry. 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 doctor with a unique fetish. He believed that the human body's internal organs and bones 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 harvesting their tissues and organs from their bodies.
To ensure vitality and satisfy his personal desires, he would use drugs and hypnosis to keep them alive during the process. 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 sued and arrested multiple times, but with his connections among the upper echelons, 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 Edge Channel, which was mostly reliable. Still, he had investigated and confirmed the situation, so he decided to use this man as an offering.
This time, Wu Bei directly paralyzed him and the security's domain tokens, interfering with the security's bio-domain exchange. It was easy to take the man out.
Mr. Feng Gai desperately shouted, but his voice was muffled by the tape, making it unintelligible to anyone outside.
Chen Chuan didn't bother to talk to him. He lifted the man with one hand and carried him out of the cottage.
He opened the trunk, placed the man inside, then took out the lynx talisman from his pocket and threw it onto the man's body. Slowly, he closed the trunk.
Returning to the driver's seat, he fastened his seatbelt and made the final pre-departure contact with Gao Ming and Wu Bei. Then, he started the car and headed out of the city.
Mr. Feng Gai was engulfed in darkness, knowing that Chen Chuan was about to take action. He didn't know where he would be taken, and fear and dread of the unknown spread through his heart.
But soon, he wouldn't need to think about it anymore. After a while, his eyes widened, and he let out a piercing scream, muffled by the tape. The intense pain still made him emit loud noises.
He felt something burrowing into his stomach, gnawing at his insides. As an implant doctor, he could accurately sense and judge which part was being bitten, intensifying the torment and causing him to struggle frantically.
He squirmed and rolled around in the trunk, as if trying to jump out. After a while, a large wet stain appeared beneath him.
Chen Chuan noticed the commotion in the trunk but ignored it. The car soon left Central City and headed west onto the National Highway. After driving for about ten minutes, the noises finally stopped.
Chen Chuan slowly pulled over to the side of the road, opened the trunk, and saw that Mr. Feng Gai was dead inside, his face contorted and eyes wide open.
There were no visible injuries on his body; all the damage was internal. His brain, organs, and muscles had been completely devoured, leaving only a deflated body with intact skin and bones.
He had become the artwork he admired. Chen Chuan retrieved the talisman, checked his watch, and realized that the United Heavy Control convoy had been gone for about forty minutes. At their standard speed, they would be out of the range of the Nexus in about ten to twenty minutes, which meant it was time to begin.
He held the talisman in front of him and tapped it with his knuckles.
You Shang didn't need to bow his head when activating the talisman because, during the activation ritual, he was part of the offering, positioned lower in the ritual. He only needed to ask the Nexus to fulfill the ritual.
After the tapping, the lynx talisman vibrated slightly, and the Second Self on his body showed signs of fading.
He looked ahead on the National Highway, knowing that the ritual had begun.
In the United Heavy Control convoy, Zhao Qian sat in his private car, communicating with the security guards through the domain tokens. For the past six months, he hadn't participated in company business, so now he needed to assert his presence to these guards.
Amidst the quarterly performance evaluations, the security personnel also filled out feedback forms about their superiors. In most cases, their opinions held little weight, as the attitude of the upper management was the most crucial factor.
Gaining the favor of his subordinates, at the very least, ensured he wouldn't become an unpopular target, providing less ammunition for potential rivals to attack him.
After conversing with the primary security team members, he checked his watch. Less than an hour had passed, and so far, everything seemed to be going smoothly. He asked his assistant to open the storage compartment and pour him a drink of 'Pure Blood' to help him stay alert. However, as soon as the beverage entered his mouth, a heart-wrenching pain emanated from within his body.
He let out an 'Um' sound, and the hand holding the glass trembled, spilling the drink onto his chest.
He clutched his mouth, but the red liquid continued to seep through his fingers, making it unclear whether it was real blood or just the drink itself.
As the pain intensified, his pupils dilated, his eyes twitched, and his body began to shake uncontrollably. He could distinctly feel an invisible force ravenously gnawing, devouring, and digging into his altered organs and innards.
His assistant also noticed something amiss and, having never seen Zhao Qian in such agony, became anxious and concerned. "Boss, are you feeling unwell?" he asked with a worried tone.
Zhao Qian didn't know what was happening, but in an instant, he considered various possibilities. As a Tier Three Combatant, even in the face of such an attack, his mind remained clear. He lowered his voice and said, "Don't panic. Get the emergency medicine I prepared."
"Oh, yes, yes."
The assistant quickly retrieved a medical kit from another storage compartment and took out a few green pills. Zhao Qian swallowed them with the remaining half-cup of the drink.
These were emergency pills made by Jade Bag Apothecary for combatants, the best available on the market, even surpassing those from Heavenly Origin Herbs. They could stimulate his vitality, allowing his altered organs and injuries to recover quickly in a short time.
Moreover, as a Tier Three Combatant, as long as he endured this crisis, he could regenerate and heal all the missing parts on his own, provided he had sufficient nutrients.
However, what he didn't anticipate was that this action seemed to excite the invisible force even more. Instead of continuing to tear and bite at other parts, it specifically targeted the rapidly growing organs and tissues, repeatedly tormenting them.
Zhao Qian's face suddenly turned pale, and his body shook uncontrollably. He realized something was amiss; if this situation persisted, he might die right there.
Suppressing his voice, he instructed his assistant, "Don't make a fuss. Go and find Mr. Chi."
"Yes, yes." The assistant immediately contacted Mr. Chi using a boundary token.
A car pulled up alongside Zhao Qian's vehicle, and the window of Zhao Qian's car was lowered, revealing his face.
Chi Duan was startled at the sight of Zhao Qian.
The aura of a Tier Three Combatant was incredibly resilient, and their vitality was tenacious. The current situation indicated a severe issue.
In reality, the monster's attack had inflicted significant damage on Zhao Qian, almost taking out half of his organs and internal tissues. If not for his status as a Tier Three Combatant, with two sets of organs to sustain his life, he would have been dead. Even so, without those medications, he couldn't speak at that moment and was merely forcing himself to hold on.
"Mr. Zhao, what's going on?" asked Chi Duan.
"I need to return to Central City for treatment," Zhao Qian calmly explained. "I can't continue like this. I must go back to Central City, but it's impossible for me to travel with the convoy. There might be trouble on the way, as I suspect more than one person is involved in this attack. I need your escort to get me back safely."
"I can do that," Chi Duan agreed without hesitation. The convoy was not his responsibility; he only answered to Zhao Qian personally.
Zhao Qian then instructed his assistant, "Go and inform Captain You Sun."
The assistant quickly contacted Captain You Sun via the boundary token and relayed], "Boss Zhao is seriously ill and may have been poisoned. He needs to return to Central City for treatment immediately."
Captain You Sun's stern voice came through the token, "If Boss Zhao's condition is critical, he can leave the convoy and drive back on his own."
The escort's route and timing were strictly planned, and they wouldn't turn back for one person. Moreover, even if Zhao Qian had personal issues, the team wouldn't be held responsible.
"We also need our security team to leave with us," the assistant pleaded.
"Sorry, you can't take this security team," Captain You Sun replied, his voice devoid of emotion.
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(End of Chapter)
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