RIACMET chapter 177

 

In Qingyun City, a girl teleported, and Jiang Nian was sure it was Xiaoya. After all, teleportation involves spatial displacement.

Depending on the user’s intentions, a fixed space within a certain range—including entire structures—could move with them.

The distance and size of the displacement depended entirely on the power of the psychic user.

Just imagine: an entire building vanishing in the blink of an eye and reappearing somewhere else the next second. Terrifying!

If Brother Jing had someone like her helping him in a past life, he could have captured everyone involved in minutes.

But how exactly did Brother Jing convince Xiaoya to help him?

Could it be because Brother Jing offered the zombies what they needed, stirring something within the zombie king and gaining her trust?

Isn’t this the kind of plot you’d only find in cool web novels about protagonists?

“…”

Jiang Nian’s thoughts raced, and his mood shifted subtly. In their previous life, Xiaoya had been infected and mutated. Was it her mother’s fault?

Or had the incident in Room 1805 played out differently this time? Was there another cause of her infection?

If they had uncovered the truth just a little later, they might have witnessed the birth of a zombie king.

But now?

They had accidentally killed a zombie king.

Xiaoya was currently in official custody. If things didn’t go well, they could extract her core and label her a juvenile delinquent under surveillance to eliminate potential risks.

But what happened to Xiaoya’s parents in her previous life?

With that thought swirling in his mind, Jiang Nian asked,

“Were any of the zombies who looked like her relatives following the zombie king? Or ones with special powers?”

“…”

After thinking for a moment, Chen Yue replied:

“No. She controlled the zombie region we were in, but she always appeared alone.”

“…”

Jiang Nian fell silent. It was possible that she had gone into hiding after being infected, especially if her parents were already gone. If she really wanted to disappear, who could stop her?

BOOM!

Bang!

Suddenly, a loud crash echoed from next door, jolting Jiang Nian out of her thoughts.

Then came shouting and cursing from a woman, followed by two beast-like roars—clearly zombies. A scuffle broke out immediately afterward.

Jiang Nian listened carefully. He could tell that the cursing woman was Xia Weiwei and that the ones screaming in pain were her private doctor and assistant.

It seemed like Tang Ji’s revenge was going just as smoothly as his own.

He pulled out his phone to check the time. It was already past 3 a.m.—only two or three hours until dawn.

Chen Yue begged again:

“Jiang Nian, please kill me, but let my parents and Linlin go.”

Jiang Nian replied without hesitation:

“No. A family shares both joy and hardship.

“But that’s your father, too! We’re half your family! If you do this just because of what happened in our past life, you’re punishing innocent people in this one!”

Chen Yue looked at his silent, pained mother, his emotions spiraling out of control.

“Bastard!”

Jiang Nian wouldn’t tolerate him losing control in front of him. He stood up, grabbed a steel pipe, and jammed it straight into the wound on Chen Yue’s leg.

Amid the screams of agony and angry snarls, Jiang Nian asked coldly,

“Wasn’t it the same in our past life? But who cared about me? You knew I was afraid of pain. What did you say back then?”

“You mocked me: ‘You like men, so why are you afraid of pain?’ ‘Why weren’t you scared when you were fighting?’ ‘If you’re afraid of pain, train harder!’ Where was my dad? Are you scared of dying now? Then go ahead and die!”

If my father had even slightly supported me, I wouldn’t have suffered so much. He had begged for help so many times and never once received a response.

“…”

Chen Yue was so angry that he vomited blood again.

Chen Lin looked at him with hatred. She tried to gather her strength, lifted her head, and managed to utter a few stiff words.

“Then…let us die…now—”

Before she could finish, the high-voltage device in her collar activated. She screamed, convulsed, and coughed up blood.

Chen Xiuling and Chen Shanmin fell silent. As the infection worsened, however, their eyes turned sharper and their stares became bloodthirsty. Even before the sedatives had fully worn off, their fingers started to curl into claws.

They wouldn’t stay down for long. Soon, they’d awaken and search for food.

Would they go for their daughter first? Or their son?

Jiang Nian had already asked what needed to be asked, said what needed to be said, and vented what needed to be vented. He had no interest in prolonging this.

The hatred and shadows in his heart were gone. Two lifetimes of bottled-up emotions had finally been laid to rest. He felt calm and refreshed. If he forced himself to continue, it would only make him sick.

After all, he was just a cheerful university student with reliable teammates and a handsome boyfriend. There was no need to make himself suffer.

That was it. This revenge ends here. Now it was their turn.

Jiang Nian pulled the steel pipe from Chen Yue’s leg and tossed it aside—it was too dirty to use again.

He looked down at the people who had caused his tragic death in his previous life. They were lying miserably at his feet.

For some reason, an old saying came to mind: “Everything changes with time.” It just took a little longer than expected.

He removed his mask and said expressionlessly,

“I kept my word. I didn’t torture you over and over again with needles. You love saying, ‘You won’t die a good death.’ Fine. I’ll grant your wish. Do it yourselves. I don’t care.”

“You want us to destroy each other!”

Chen Yue finally understood what Jiang Nian meant. The infection was progressing quickly. Without Jiang Nian’s purification, they would soon lose their minds, break free of their restraints, and tear each other apart until they became full zombies.

Standing at the door, Jiang Nian looked back at the room’s chaos and said calmly,

“We’re a family who shares everything. How is that mutual destruction? I’m not as cruel as you are. I won’t let zombies from outside in. Let your family eat each other or bite each other one by one. You can all decide for yourselves.”

Without another glance at Chen Yue’s helpless rage or the others’ hateful glares, he walked out the door and closed and locked it behind him.

He exhaled deeply and checked the time: 4:44 a.m.

A number that felt oddly fitting.

At this point, only Liao Yu and Li Liang remained outside. Uncle Li and Li Shuhui had gone upstairs.

They told Jiang Nian with visible emotion:

Xia Weiwei had brought thirty people over by plane. They were shot down near the church—the loud noise earlier had been from the plane crash.

Thanks to good equipment, no one died.

Amidst the chaos, Tang Ji shot Xia Weiwei with a virus-contaminated bullet and dragged her into the underground lab.

The rest were captured and handed over to Chu Yi, who had just finished his mission. Half of them had superpowers, but they were completely useless under Tang Ji’s control.

The entire operation was over in less than half an hour. Now, supplies were being sorted in the field.

Since they had been hiding in the church for so long, they had amassed quite a lot. Besides daily necessities and medicine, there were also important experimental records from the mad doctor.

These records were useful not only for scientific research but also for revealing the internal workings of S Base, making them key evidence.

Handing them over to the central authority could rein in S Base’s arrogance and prevent them from violating the red line of human experimentation again.