FMLB Chapter 105

Chapter 105 – Ruge Awakens

 

This mysterious live streaming website didn’t allow comments. Instead, it has a special interactive mode where the “Master” gives options for how to deal with the “sacrifice,” and the audience votes to choose.

 

The camera focuses on the young man locked in the cage. The cramped iron cage forces him to sit with his knees hugged, his eyes reddened, staring fiercely at the camera. 

 

His entire face seemed frozen in the anticipation of a volcano about to erupt, a tsunami about to burst forth, such vivid emotions as if a storm was about to unleash its fury.

 

This is the first time Leng Shuju has seen such vivid emotional fluctuations in He Ruge. In all the time he has watched He Ruge’s live streams, the expressions on his face have always been gentle and restrained, beautiful but with a sense of detachment. 

 

However, at this moment, this person seems like a fallen deity, the humiliation and anger emanating from his eyes adding color to this sacrilegious beauty.

 

Such contrast can evoke the latent sadistic desires in bystanders.

 

Leng Shuju’s heart tightened, and he instinctively reached out to cover those eyes ignited by fury, trying to avoid the sinful thoughts in his heart like plugging his ears to the sound of a stolen bell. The difference between humans and beasts is that humans can control their basic desires.

 

The voice, processed by a voice changer, comes out, “This is the most perfect sacrifice ever seen. Such a perfect sacrifice can only be enjoyed by me alone.” 

 

A hand appears in the frame, as if to move the camera, so close that the lines of his palm were visible. Drawing from his experience in the Star Annihilation Team, Leng Shuju quickly captured a fleeting palm print with his light brain.

 

This is also the only time Leng Shuju found evidence that could unravel the identity of the Master. After discovering this valuable information, he was so excited that he couldn’t contain himself. He didn’t even continue watching the live broadcast and immediately wanted to send the fingerprint to Wu Chengdeng.

 

Over the years, Leng Shuju has had various speculations about the identity of this organization. He suspects that this live broadcast organization is the one behind the Star Ocean Orphanage.

 

As a former member of the Star Annihilation Team, when he heard about the so-called “Clearing Star Thief as the mastermind,” he couldn’t help but sneer. 

 

How could a star thief group create something as huge as the Star Ocean Orphanage on Seventeen Stars? 

 

But the military treated them like fools.

 

How much power does this mysterious organization really have to make the military find a scapegoat for it? 

 

Leng Shuju suspected the people in this organization were connected to the Hawks, so when he later discovered this mysterious live stream and got involved, he turned to the Doves for help.

 

Arranged by Wu Chengdeng, Leng Shuju became an unknown cyber police officer. He thought his life would go on like this, but he unexpectedly discovered crucial evidence.

 

In the immense surprise, Leng Shuju had overlooked one thing — 

 

Why would the “Master” make such a low-level mistake?

 

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Xi Guican set the mecha to autopilot mode, sitting in the cockpit with a gloomy expression. He clicked on the link sent by Wu Chengdeng, entering a live stream with 149 viewers.

 

The live stream only showed a wall of snowy white.

 

He couldn’t see the person he desperately wanted to see. Xi Guican opened the screenshot sent by Wu Chengdeng again, and when he saw the bruises on He Ruge’s neck in that screenshot, his dark red vertical pupils appeared due to his impending loss of control over his emotions.

 

“Do you think a qualified sacrifice should be dressed neatly or undressed?” 

 

Two options popped up in the live stream: ⅰ undress, ⅱ don’t undress.

 

Anger almost consumed Xi Guican’s sanity. His tiger ears and tail emerged, and his tiger fangs hidden behind his lips suddenly exposed to the air.

 

The Power of Blood Covenant

 

The power of the blood covenant barely kept Xi Guican calm. 

 

He could sense that He Ruge had already used the blood covenant. When He Ruge bit his fingertip, Xi Guican was in the midst of battling the Queen Mother in the Star Wars. His heart suddenly tightened, realizing that He Ruge was in danger.

 

At that moment, the blood covenant abruptly stopped halfway. Xi Guican didn’t know what happened to He Ruge; he didn’t even have time to use the blood covenant.

 

For a moment, the worst thoughts had already surfaced in his mind. The person he cherished the most was dying in a place he couldn’t protect. He didn’t dare to bring He Ruge to the frontline because there were the Zerg and many high-ranking military officers. 

 

So he placed He Ruge in the heavily guarded Whale Falls City and made a unilateral blood covenant. He thought this would be foolproof, perhaps fate would take away the thing he loved most.

 

The despair in his heart seemed to burst like a dam, flooding through his organs, limbs, and bones.

 

It was the blood covenant that told him He Ruge was still alive and provided He Ruge’s location that Xi Guican was able to break free from immense despair. 

 

He uttered to anyone trying to stop him, “If something happens to him, I will kill everyone.”

 

Xi Guican rushed to the Blue Whale Orphanage, and based on the residual scent in the room, he had already guessed that the evil demon was Taotie.

 

If He Ruge was unharmed, he would kill Taotie.

 

If He Ruge was harmed, then he would kill everyone.

 

With this conviction, Xi Guican piloted the mech to search for He Ruge based on the vague location sent by the blood covenant. Due to the interference of Taotie’s power, the difficulty of obtaining He Ruge’s location greatly increased, like trying to find a way out in the fog using a compass; he could only know that He Ruge was on Seventeen Stars.

 

The mech was on autopilot, and the blood covenant was running. The blood covenant had now been successfully activated, and the one-day protection period had not yet fully passed. 

 

In theory, under the protection of the blood covenant, Taotie couldn’t harm He Ruge, couldn’t touch He Ruge’s body, and naturally couldn’t undress He Ruge. This made Xi Guican reluctantly maintain his composure and choose ⅱ.

 

Regardless of which option was chosen, the audience in the live stream couldn’t see the body of the sacrifice because the live stream only showed a white wall.

 

However, out of the total of 150 viewers including Xi Guican, 137 chose ⅰ.

 

Amidst the rustling of clothes, there were a few “get lost” from He Ruge. The live stream showed only a white wall, and the course of events could only be imagined by the viewers based on the sound, as human imagination is rich. Xi Guican was almost dizzy from his own imagination. 

 

Reason told him that Taotie couldn’t possibly undress He Ruge, but when he saw He Ruge’s clothes being thrown onto the wall, the string called reason snapped.

 

The brain dominated by anger didn’t realize the subtle background music fading in, and the strange rhythm seemed to chant the Great Compassion Mantra like a ghost in the abyss.

 

This was “Sacrifice”.

 

The eerie and gloomy melody entwined the hearts of all listeners, as if the river of the underworld was washing their souls, and dark hands extended from the murky river, dragging the listeners into the bottomless abyss.

 

Under normal circumstances, Xi Guican would never be disturbed by this song, but at this moment, he was already restless. After hearing the song, all negative thoughts rushed in — 

 

What if Taotie’s strength is stronger than his? 

 

What if he breaks the blood covenant and harms He Ruge?

 

Has the blood covenant lost its effect?

 

Is He Ruge injured? 

 

Was he… undressed?

 

“Which part of this sacrifice should be offered first?” 

 

Many options popped up in the live stream: 

ⅰ hand, ⅱ leg, ⅲ tongue, ⅳ eye…

 

It’s impossible, it’s impossible, the blood covenant is still there, it’s impossible for anyone to harm He Ruge!

 

“Alright, it’s the eyes.”

 

In his ears, the eerie cries from the song “Sacrifice” gradually distorted into He Ruge’s painful cries, like a lament. Xi Guican tightly held his chest, his heart twisted into a knot, the pain making Xi Guican involuntarily bend over.

 

A cluster of blood splattered onto the grim white wall, forming blossoms of blood.

 

“What’s the next sacrificial part? The decision is in your hands.”

 

“Sacrifice” was on repeat, giving birth to countless despair.

 

ⅰ hand, ⅱ leg, ⅲ tongue, ⅳ ear…

 

“No, no, no!”

 

Xi Guican suddenly raised his head, and he said to the light screen, “I’m going to kill you, I’m going to kill you, I’m going to kill you!””

 

Bloodshot eyes covered his eyes, and the man’s expression was crazy, like a shura crawling out of hell, but when he saw the blood-stained wall, he seemed to have been sucked away all his energy, and his back suddenly bent down, “…No, no, I beg you.”

 

His lips trembled slightly, “I beg you, don’t hurt him, you can do whatever you want me to do, don’t hurt him.””

 

Just like hearing Xi Guican’s voice, the mysterious person in the live broadcast room suddenly added a new option.：

 

ⅷ Wings of Slaughter

 

What do you want to sacrifice?

 

Will it be He Ruge’s hands, legs, tongue, nose… or your wings of slaughter? 

 

The choice is in your hands.

 

Two lines of bloody tears streamed from his eyes, and Xi Guichen placed his slightly trembling hand on the newly formed wings of slaughter. He Ruge’s heart felt heavy from the moment he learned of the deaths of his cubs. 

 

His demonic tattoo burned, reaching temperatures he had never experienced before, as if it were about to melt his body. His head throbbed and felt heavy, his temples pulsating as if something were about to burst out.

 

Confined in a cold, narrow iron cage, his heart was icy cold, yet the demonic pattern burned intensely. This made He Ruge couldn’t help but think of a question he had once read: If given the choice to die, what death would you choose? Would it be death by cold, or death by heat?

 

A voice suddenly echoed in his mind. It was so beautiful, incredibly holy, ethereal, and compassionate, very similar to his own voice yet not quite. It was a voice detached from humanity, filled with divinity. 

 

The man said, “Qiong Qi, for your selfish desires, you are using a forbidden method that heaven cannot tolerate. Today, even if it costs me my life, I will stop you…”

 

Then he began to sing.

 

What a heart-shaking melody it was! 

 

It seemed to resonate subtly throughout the four seas and eight wildernesses, causing all manner of demons and monsters to dissolve like mist on a mirrored lake atop a snowy mountain. 

 

The resentment that once surged to the heavens was washed away and cleansed, while a clear and noble aura surged upward like a rushing waterfall against the current. The divine sound scattered across the land like the radiant beams of the rising sun.

 

“I comprehend the emotions of all things, I perceive the forms of all things under the heavens. Qiong Qi, today you made me bleed, but thousands of years hence, you shall repay me with tears.”

 

The energy of the blood pact entirely entered the snow-white skin, as if being absorbed and consumed. The bruises on the skin vanished in an instant. A wonderfully gentle aura surged like the tide, and a dazzling yet gentle halo emitted from the tightly closed eyes of the young man.

 

The young man, trapped within a cage, opened his eyes. His black pupils resembled ripe mulberries steeped in wine, or the shores of a forgotten lake perpetually veiled in mist. 

 

He looked at the astonished glutton before him, devoid of joy or sorrow. At this moment, his expression bore a resemblance to that of a deity receiving offerings in a temple. His thin lips parted, and his ethereal voice overshadowed the corrupt and decadent melody. 

 

He spoke, “You are but an incarnation of gluttony, daring to employ techniques that defy the natural order. Today, I shall act on behalf of heaven and slay you, this cursed offspring.”

 

*T/N: (From original translation sourced from Baidu) Bai Ze holds a lofty position in ancient Chinese mythology, symbolizing auspiciousness and capable of transforming misfortune into fortune. Bai Ze can converse in human language, comprehend the emotions of all things, and perceive the forms of all things under heaven.