bayedsolid Chapter 192 Human Traffickers (8)
Chapter 192 Human Traffickers (8)
Fan Dalai took several steps back.
He looked in the direction of his son and shed tears of regret.
Little did he know that his momentary negligence would change his son's life.
But who can we blame?
That's his destiny!
"I don't have time to waste with you. Make your choice now: continue the mission or disband here?" Su Dingding looked at Fan Dalai expressionlessly.
Fan Dalai slowly closed his eyes.
"Since he made a mistake, he should be punished. Mission... continue!"
"Very good." Su Dingding was quite satisfied with his answer.
Gangzi sent Fan Dalai back into his consciousness and then entered his system space.
"Gangzi, you seem to be very busy these days?" Su Dingding had noticed long ago that Gangzi rarely appeared in front of her.
"Host, I'm organizing my area in the system space!" Gangzi replied somewhat embarrassedly.
Su Dingding entered the system space and saw Gangzi, who had turned into a thousand-armed centipede, busy with all sorts of things.
"I'll help you tidy up, it'll only take a minute." Just as Su Dingding was about to start, Gangzi quickly stopped her.
[Host, only the ones I personally organize can remember the location, so please don't worry about them!] Gangzi didn't stop working.
“Gangzi, actually, the chaos is quite good. It doesn’t matter if you can’t find anything. You have to believe in your host. I really can control my demonic nature!” Su Dingding knew that Gangzi was blaming himself.
"I just think it's better to be clean and tidy, hahaha..." Gangzi eased the awkwardness, then said seriously, "Oh right, I forgot to report to the host that I have personally created a revenge dream for each of the abducted girls who left here, hoping it will help them rebuild their lives and regain their confidence..."
Su Dingding was stunned. She had just said it casually, and her Xiao Gangzi had actually done it.
If everything is custom-made, it's a huge project; no wonder it's been so busy lately.
"I've made arrangements for the children in Hell Village. I've replaced their memories and sent them to... " Gangzi cleared his throat before continuing, "..." He then added, "..."
"Huh?" Su Dingding was taken aback.
There were too many people, so I simply made them children who lost their parents in the disaster area. As for what happens to them in the future, that's none of my business.
Su Dingding squatted on the ground, her chin resting on her hands. Gangzi must be having a tough time.
I used to habitually leave everything to Gangzi, always thinking he was omnipotent.
Looking at it now, I realize how incompetent I am.
Gangzi continued tidying up his system space, while Su Dingding quietly logged out without disturbing him further.
She was watching a movie out of boredom when she suddenly had an inspiration.
This hell village isn't hell enough yet.
Soon, Su Dingding built a hell in Hell Village.
Eighteen underground floors.
It's actually a circular pit with a space carved out around it large enough to accommodate about ten people, and a lift platform in the middle.
The center of the lifting platform was filled with all kinds of food.
There was no cooked food; it was all raw poultry, seafood, and some unpalatable fruits and vegetables.
The elevator platform pauses for five seconds each time it descends to a lower level, allowing passengers to choose the food they want.
There is only one opportunity to be served food each day.
Su Dingding just wanted to see the humanity of these human traffickers.
She was very satisfied with the result.
People are selfish, and these people are even more so.
The food runs out before you reach the eighth floor.
The people living up there would fight each other over food, and people and food would constantly fall from there.
Those people below had never even seen what food looked like.
Fan Yize was also among them; he was on the fifth floor, with his adoptive parents.
Initially, the three of them were united against outsiders and were fairly cohesive.
A few days later, there wasn't much food left when it reached them.
In order to survive, Fan Yize pushed his adoptive father off the cliff with his own hands.
The foster mother was terrified when she saw this.
"He's your father! How could you be so heartless?"
Fan Yize burst into laughter, "You are not my biological parents at all. If I hadn't been clever enough all these years, I would have been dead long ago!"
The foster mother's face turned even uglier.
"My biological father is Fan Dalai. You have ruined my life!"
The foster mother glared with bloodshot eyes and shouted hoarsely, "No one forced you to do things for us. Besides, we've treated you well, haven't we? Without us, you'd just be a poor boy who would never be able to afford a luxury car or live in a mansion!"
"Go to hell!" Fan Yize pushed his adoptive mother down as well.
Now, only the elderly, the weak, the sick, and the disabled remain on his floor.
He looked at them with a sinister gaze; the greatest mercy he could show his adoptive parents was that he wouldn't eat them alive.
But for these people, it might not be the case.
He needs to eat; he wants to wait until the day he is rescued!
Just as he was about to attack an old man, something suddenly pierced his back.
He turned around and saw a disheveled old woman holding a bloodstained knife in her hand!
She actually has a knife!
The old woman laughed maniacally, "You're Fan Dalai's son, hahaha, you're actually Fan Dalai's son..."
Fan Yize slowly knelt on the ground. "Who are you?"
"Who am I?" The old woman brushed aside the hair that was covering her face and said mysteriously, "I am the human trafficker who kidnapped you. It's me, it's me!"
"It's you!" Fan Yize supported himself on the ground with one hand, the ground covered with blood from his body.
His blood is red too, and he wasn't born a bad person. It was all because of this woman that his life was changed!
Fan Yize doesn't regret it, but he still hates it.
If he continued to live with Fan Dalai, he even felt that he could see the end of his life at a glance.
His life is now so rich and colorful, something his family of origin could never give him in several lifetimes.
But he still hated it, hated this human trafficker!
The old woman raised the sharp knife in her hand again, shouting, "Die! Hahaha, die!"
Fan Yize felt like he was bleeding to death, but he still bravely faced the knife, and then, holding the trafficker who had kidnapped him, they both fell into hell.
Trafficker B let out a scream, and then fell silent.
The old fool who had been tormenting her also jumped down.
His wife is gone, and he's going to find her.
Even if we die, we'll die together.
In just half a month, almost everyone inside died.
Most of these people did not starve to death, but killed each other or chose to commit suicide because they could not bear the mental pressure.
The food was thrown away by the people on the upper floors; they preferred to waste it rather than let it go down to be eaten by others.
Because they enjoy hearing desperate cries; it's a pleasure for them.
The number of people in Hell Village was decreasing. Su Dingding stretched and said she was going to go buy more goods!