Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 355: 275. Life and Death Rescue (Request for Minimum Monthly Ticket Guarantee)_2

Su Xingzhi thought for a moment, “Little boss, why don’t you stay for a bite to eat or something to drink? I have some good wine here, and there’s a chef on call 24 hours just downstairs…”

“No need,” Qing Chen waved his hand.

“Then why not pick something up from here?” Su Xingzhi said enthusiastically.

“Since Master already told you guys to try not to help me, he must have his reasons,” Qing Chen responded. “This is already an exception.”

Su Xingzhi laughed, “Since the boss has left City Number 18, why care so much!”

“Thanks, but no need,” Qing Chen said with a smile as he pressed the elevator button.

“Little boss, you must be careful dealing with Li Dongze, he is utterly malicious and extremely abhorrent!” Su Xingzhi couldn’t help but dig a pit for Li Dongze even at the last moment.

Once the elevator doors closed, Su Xingzhi suddenly let out a long sigh, “I wonder what the little boss thinks of me on first impression… It must be very good, considering how enthusiastic I was! Surely, he must not think as highly of Li Dongze, especially since he never smiles!”

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In Zone 8, in the small room where Zhang Chengze was confined, only four people remained.

They each huddled in their own corner, keeping their distance from each other.

As if afraid that in attempting to seize someone else, they might also be carried away themselves.

That night, Zhang Chengze realized just how perilous the Inner World could be when humans were treated as merchandise, experiencing the hysterical terror of the situation.

Compared to the tumultuous events he had experienced in peaceful times, those seemed trivial now since the Outer World still had laws.

As the number of people in the room dwindled, no one harbored any illusions of luck.

A man quietly moved toward Zhang Chengze and whispered, “Cheng Ze, shall we fight them? At least if we die, we die swiftly, not watching ourselves being turned into goods… I’ve heard of ‘Human Butcher’ Chang Ping; they say he harvests organs from living bodies, anesthetizes a specific part, and then lets you watch as he removes your organs, to satisfy his perverse enjoyment.”

Zhang Chengze’s gaze had become numb.

He no longer knew how to escape.

He remembered the conditions Liu Dezhu had proposed: no contact with the outside world, no making friends, no going to District below three.

What seemed at the time conditions that restricted personal freedom, now sounded truly for his good.

The evil in the lower levels of the Inner World was worse than he had imagined.

Zhang Chengze was consumed with regret. If he had chosen to go with Liu Dezhu originally, or had remembered Liu Dezhu’s number, maybe he wouldn’t be in this predicament now.

Just then, the enforcer who had dragged everyone away reentered the room.

He looked around and soon his gaze fixed onto Zhang Chengze. Zhang Chengze met that look and involuntarily shivered.

The enforcer walked toward him. His footsteps were heavy and oppressive.

Zhang Chengze began to back away, but there was only the cold wall behind him—where could he retreat to?

The enforcer bent down, grabbed his ankle, and brutally dragged him out, like dragging a pig to the slaughterhouse.

Zhang Chengze struggled violently but to no avail.

The enforcer dragged him down the long corridor and into a small room.

The room was filled with a strong smell of blood. Surgical tools were laid out all around, and burly men in white coats were washing the surgical table with an unknown clear liquid.

Someone was also disinfecting the room with a spray bottle.

The operating room obviously could not meet the standards for sterility. Organs harvested under such conditions were likely problematic.

But the men in white coats didn’t care.

The enforcer hauled him onto the surgical table and secured his limbs and head with belts.

A burly man said plainly, “Cornea, heart, liver, kidneys, let’s take these first.”

As he spoke, he even gestured with a surgical knife next to Zhang Chengze’s eye.

At that moment, ‘Human Butcher’ Chang Ping, who had been watching the monitors in the next room, suddenly said, “You’re rushing things, the main guest hasn’t even arrived yet… Wang Zhi, gesture a bit longer to buy some time.”

His voice reached the ears of the lead surgeon, who had an earpiece in.

As the rumors about the Outer World described, ‘Human Butcher’ Chang Ping indeed had a peculiar fetish for watching organs being harvested live, controlling everything from a monitoring room next to the operating room.

Meanwhile, Zhang Chengze, lying on the bed, watched in horror as the surgical knife that had gestured around his face was moved away, and then it hovered over his heart for a long time…

After tracing around his heart, it moved to his liver and hovered there for a long time.

Zhang Chengze was internally struggling.

He wanted to say, just do it quickly and stop gesturing.

But he lacked the courage to voice it.

However, at that moment, a voice from outside the door called out, “Who’s in charge here? Come out and answer.”

Zhang Chengze was momentarily stunned; he recognized the voice.

The person outside continued, “We’ve found a clue. There’s a criminal hiding here. Are you tired of living?”

Outside, a person said gruffly, “You must be mistaken, we don’t have any criminals here.”

This time, Zhang Chengze suddenly burst out with tremendous strength, crying and shouting, “Xiao Niu! Tian Zhen! I’m here! I’m here! Quick, save me!”

The previously closed door was opened again, and three youths stood coldly at the entrance, scanning the room.

Seeing that it was indeed them, Zhang Chengze’s tears and snot all ran down together, “Quick, save me! It was my mistake before, I shouldn’t have been so untrustworthy, I shouldn’t have believed others’ rumors, please, save me!”