Chapter 174

Chapter 174

"Xiao Yue..."

"Brother..."

Chen Xiuling and Chen Lin were frightened by his gradually inhuman gaze, calling out to him with heartache and unease.

Chen Yue's gaze flickered to theirs but he did not respond. The virus amplified by drugs was rapidly consuming his rationality.

Jiang Nian timed it precisely, picking up a metal rod again and jamming it into his body, using his Superpower to keep him conscious.

"Jiang Nian! I’ll kill you—ahhhh!!!"

After another round of blood-curdling screams, more of Chen Yue’s decaying flesh sloughed off, leaving behind a gaping, mangled wound where the needle had pierced.

Purify couldn’t regenerate flesh like healing powers could. The rotted flesh would only regrow after the virus in his body was completely eradicated.

But if the virus couldn’t be fully purged, the flesh wouldn’t heal properly, leaving his entire body pitted and ravaged.

"..."

After witnessing the "efficacy" of the Purification Superpower firsthand, Chen Shanmin and the other two were struck silent. Jiang Nian’s Superpower was indeed effective against the zombie virus, but the hope before them had only twisted into deeper despair.

Next, Jiang Nian jabbed him with more needles in front of them, repeating the purification process multiple times. Chen Xiuling and Chen Lin went from crying and cursing to sobbing pleas, while Chen Shanmin descended from shouts to broken begging...

"Cough, cough..."

Finally, after two hours.

Amidst the sound of a heavy impact and staccato gunfire beyond the walls, Chen Yue turned to Jiang Nian in hollow defeat:

"Free my parents and Lin Lin, and I’ll tell you what you want to know."

Jiang Nian tapped the dagger lazily.

"You still don’t understand the situation. If I don’t get a satisfactory answer, they’ll suffer the same as you—until your tongue loosens. I don’t enjoy tormenting people, unless you refuse to cooperate."

He was here for revenge, not to negotiate.

"Even if I cooperate, you won’t spare us!"

With no hope in negotiation, Chen Yue's breath hitched violently.

Jiang Nian gave him a firm answer:

"Of course not. But between death and a living hell, I believe you’ll make the right choice. I’m not as monstrous as you were—I’ll give you the chance to choose."

He had no interest in imprisoning and torturing them for years. Once his anger was vented and his goal achieved, that would be enough. He wasn’t a sadist, and it would be a waste of time.

"..."

Chen Yue couldn’t argue. If Jiang Nian were only threatening him, he’d rather rot and die than speak. But seeing his parents and sister tortured before his eyes was unbearable.

Jiang Nian, with his memories of the past life awakened, had become warped and deranged. He showed no mercy even to his own father—he’d drag them through an endless cycle of agony.

Sure enough, as if confirming his suspicions, Jiang Nian shook the murky crimson fluid in the syringe, his placid face splitting into a nightmare grin.

Raising the needle, he crouched before Chen Shanmin and the other two, meeting their glaring defiance with icy detachment.

"If you feel pain, helplessness, despair, resentment, or even wish for death, then try amplifying those emotions a hundredfold—because that’s how I suffered through two years in my past life!"

"In my past life, you subjected me to the cruelest things humans can do to their own kind—blood extraction, drug testing, injections, dissections... I became Chen Yue’s personal blood supply, your human test subject!"

"..."

*Thud!*

As the women screamed and the men shouted, Jiang Nian tossed the syringe aside and stood up:

"Repay kindness tenfold, and a life taken, repaid tenfold! Chen Yue, tell me the truth about how your family treated me in my past life and everything that happened after you killed me! Otherwise, you can all rot in an endless cycle!"

"Ugh..."

The three on the ground, mouths agape, their bodies convulsing as they began vomiting blood.

Chen Shanmin writhed in agony, turning to Chen Yue:

"Xiao Yue, what’s going on? What do you mean by a 'life taken'?"

"Dad..."

Chen Yue’s voice was stiff and hoarse:

"I just wanted to survive... The real culprits were Xia Weiwei and S Base! In my past life, and now too..."

"..."

Jiang Nian ignored them, calmly walking to the chair by the workbench and sitting down.

He had taken his revenge.

Revenge wasn’t as satisfying as he’d imagined. But seeing this family twisted in misery, the shadows of his trauma slowly began to fade.

Brother Jing and his teammates had healed him in this life. Revenge was his way of redeeming and freeing his past self—and sparing his teammates the same fate.

"..."

Chen Yue listened with dead eyes to the wails of his parents and sister, their cries eerily overlapping with Jiang Nian’s agonized pleas in his past life.

When the screams finally stopped, and he saw Jiang Nian coolly pick up another syringe and approach Chen Lin again, he finally spoke through tears of blood:

"I’ll talk!"

"Good."

Jiang Nian turned and sat back down.

Chen Yue stared at him with hate-filled eyes:

"You just want to know how Cheng Jing avenged you, don’t you? You want to hear exactly how miserable we were, right? Hah!"

"Correct. So, spare no details."

Jiang Nian produced a recorder.

Chen Yue stopped resisting, but still hissed with venom:

"Fine, I’ll tell you—your boyfriend was a psychopath! Even after you turned into a zombie, he still cared for you! He took back your energy core, captured us and everyone who ever tortured you, cut us up for zombie food! Satisfied, you monster?"

Jiang Nian: "..."