They Touched Her… Then a Monster Came for Them

“You thugs, get away from her right now. I’ll only say this once! I’ve already called the police. If you stay here, you can wait to get arrested!”
Fuzi stood with her hands on her hips, coldly threatening the three young men.

“What! You b*tch actually called the cops?”
The punk-haired young man withdrew his groping hand from Chenlian’s body and stood up angrily.

The other two young men also panicked a little.
They all knew that getting caught red-handed here would without a doubt mean prison time.

They were just punks scraping by on the streets. No matter how delinquent they were, the thought of spending years in what could only be called hell filled them with fear.
They had no desire to experience that “fixed-term torture.”
The three exchanged uneasy glances.

“Boss! What do we do?”
The short young man asked, uncertain.

“What do we do? What else can we do!? You want to get arrested and go to jail?”
The punk-haired man was clearly in a foul mood after being interrupted while enjoying himself, his voice full of indignation.

“Of course not!”
The short man shook his head vigorously.

“Boss! I think it’s fake… we barely—”
The long-haired young man started to say something, but was cut off by a vicious scolding.

“You wanna die or something!? With this kind of thing, you always err on the side of—what’s the phrase?”
The punk-haired man stomped his foot in frustration.

“Boss! It’s ‘err on the side of caution, better safe than sorry’…”
The long-haired man added.

“Like I needed you to tell me! Anyway, if you want to get caught, stay here! I—”
The punk-haired man stammered, then—
“I’m out of here~!”
With that, he turned and bolted.

“Boss! Wait for us!”
The remaining two young men rushed toward the stairwell as well.
The three hurried past Fuzi. Only the long-haired young man let out a cold snort as he brushed by her.
Then they stumbled down the stairs with such haste it looked like they wanted to jump straight down.

Listening to the chaotic sound of footsteps fading into the distance, Fuzi breathed a sigh of relief.
Of course, she hadn’t actually called the police. It was a quick decision born of desperation.
Fortunately, the deterrent effect of the Shengdi police was quite strong.
To be honest, she had wanted to personally beat those thugs to a pulp for what they did to Chenlian.
But this wasn’t the time for that. Chenlian was more important.
And they would be dealt with anyway…

After the three thugs left, Fuzi anxiously ran over to Chenlian.
Chenlian lay motionless, eyes closed as if unconscious.
Her pale face bore a few traces of tears.
The clothes on her upper body had been brutally torn open, revealing her white body.
Fuzi crouched down, tidied Chenlian’s clothes, then sat directly on the cold, dry ground.
She placed Chenlian’s head on her lap and gently stroked her soft pink hair.
Tears unconsciously streamed from her eyes…

“Chenlian! Chenlian! Please, wake up! Chenlian…”
Fuzi wept, calling out to her “daughter” in a tearful, choked voice…

* * * *

After the good news came from Fuzi, a distress signal from Number 2 appeared on the interface just one minute later.
No details were given.
But it was certain that Fuzi or Chenlian had encountered something bad.
Probably due to the emergency, no additional information was attached.
But the fact that something had happened was undeniable.
The distress signal was sent to everyone on the line simultaneously.
After receiving the signal, the circle labeled Number 1 charged toward the transmitted industrial area coordinates at a noticeably increased speed.
How could he tell, just by looking at a map, that someone was sprinting toward the rescue location at their limit…
And ignoring certain outlined obstacles on the map…

Yet that seemed like nothing.
Ever since receiving the SOS, Ye Qing could only cling to the car’s interior handle—no, he was hugging it for dear life.
He also had to endure a severe urge to vomit, while simultaneously keeping his mouth shut to stop whatever was inside him from bursting out.

After receiving the SOS, Hadi raised an eyebrow and calmly said to Ye Qing,
“Young lad! You’re about to experience a thrill ride like a roller coaster. So please don’t vomit inside the car. If you really can’t help it, you can open the window…
And with that, the friendly reminder ends here!”
Then he pressed a virtual red button that had appeared on the interface at some point.
The red button gradually spread its color across the entire interface.
By the time the red button disappeared, the word “SYstemon” appeared.

Just as Ye Qing was wondering what kind of high-tech gadget this was—
In an instant, the car’s speed doubled.
Actually, he wasn’t sure if it was double, but the instantaneous acceleration pinned his body firmly to the seat.
Now… Holy crap, was he supposed to open the window and stick his head out? That would be suicide!
But he really, really wanted to vomit!?
And this Toyota wasn’t an ordinary car after all—it was a sports car… no, something beyond a sports car!
And that button—he’d never even heard of such an advanced activation system!
He couldn’t take it anymore… ugh (barely stifling the sound of vomiting)… He was going to die!

Just when Ye Qing thought he was really going to die, he first heard the harsh screech of emergency brakes.
Then his face was flung to within a centimeter of the windshield.
His eyes saw the industrial area gate rapidly approaching, along with the abandoned building he had found.
[Finally here?]
Just as he breathed a sigh of relief internally, Ye Qing was hit with sideways acceleration, pressing his entire face against the right window.
[Freaking drift! Old man! I won’t let you get away with this. You just wait… ugh…]
The car drew a magnificent arc and stopped beautifully in front of the industrial area.
Ye Qing immediately opened the window and stuck his head out to vomit…

He only heard Hadi say calmly,
“Young lad! Next up is another surprise! Be sure to watch carefully! If you don’t watch, it won’t count as a double surprise! So pay close attention… to the miracle!”
Then Hadi got out of the car… Why was the old man completely fine? Because he was the one driving?

After vomiting and recovering slightly, Ye Qing pulled his head back in, leaned against the seat, and panted heavily.
[I really thought I was going to die. Wait… what double surprise? One surprise wasn’t enough, you need two? Enough already, Doctor! I didn’t know you were this evil. I completely misjudged you…]
He thought as he endured the extremely unpleasant feeling after riding the “roller coaster,” and looked up toward the industrial area.
The pale white headlights turned everything in their path white.
Under the intense light stood three young men, covering their eyes, not far from the gate.

“What the hell? Is that the cops?”
One of them said.

“Yeah! The kind that only takes you in without catching you!”
Hadi said coolly, leaning against the car hood.

“Boss! This car doesn’t have a siren!”
The young man with hair covering half his face said.

“Yeah! No siren! Then who the hell is that!”
The punk-haired young man grew even more indignant.

The three young men seemed to have adjusted to the bright environment and lowered their hands.
Then they saw Hadi—wearing casual clothes, with a broad chest, smiling at them.

“What the hell! It’s just some old guy!”
The punk-haired young man sneered scornfully at Hadi.

“Hello there! My name is Miya Hadi, a medical researcher!
Ah, I forgot to mention—I’m actually this…”
Hadi smirked, then downed a test tube containing pure white liquid that he had produced from somewhere.
He then smashed the test tube on the ground, producing a shattering “crash!”

“Wh-what are you trying to do?”
An inexplicable sense of fear washed over the punk-haired young man, and he took a step back.

Hadi, still smirking, took a step forward.
The next moment… a miracle happened!

Ye Qing watched the second surprise Hadi had mentioned with a pained expression.
The so-called miracle unfolded before his eyes…
In an instant, Hadi’s entire body emitted a scorching red glow.
As if suddenly set ablaze, he turned into a piece of glowing red charcoal.
The clothes on his upper body burned away in an instant, revealing his broad, crimson body.
Then Hadi’s body began to change.
His muscles pulsed like heartbeats, swelling rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, what stood there was no longer the kind-natured, warm-hearted old guy, but—

[A three-meter-tall crimson giant! Huh? Shouldn’t it be a Hulk?]
Ye Qing couldn’t help but inwardly roast Hadi—or rather, the crimson giant’s back!

[Ah, I feel like nothing surprises me anymore. First Zhang Haoyang, and now Dr. Hadi right in front of me…]

The three young men turned pale with fright.
The punk-haired man was so terrified he collapsed limply to the ground, frantically scooting backward.

“Monster!”
The short young man shrieked as he turned to run, but the long-haired young man grabbed him.
“That way’s a dead end!”

By then, the crimson giant, snorting heavily, had reached them.
He stepped on the punk-haired young man, who was lying horribly on the ground, and then simply crushed him underfoot.
The punk-haired young man didn’t even have a chance to scream.
The short young man stared in terror at Hadi, whose eyes seemed to glow red with the light of death, frozen in place, his mouth uttering incomprehensible sounds of fear.
Standing before the short man, Hadi’s overwhelming pressure forced him to his knees.
His body trembled violently with fear. Tears streamed down his face…

“Tch! What a shitty day.”
The long-haired young man took the opportunity to sprint away, already past the Toyota and out of the industrial area gate.

Ye Qing sat in the car and also smiled coldly.
“Ah, that teammate got abandoned fast! I give it a 5.”
Then Ye Qing looked at the map displayed on the interface.
The circle labeled Number 1 was very close now.
“Hey, kid! Here comes a flying kick!”

At that moment, screams sounded from both sides simultaneously…

* * * *

“Chenlian! Chenlian…”

[Ah! That’s Fuzi’s voice! Fuzi!? Why is Fuzi here?]
Feeling the gentle touch on her head and the warm drops falling onto her cheeks, Chenlian slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing she saw was Fuzi’s sad, tear-stained face.
Fuzi’s eyes were tightly shut in pain.
Seeing Fuzi like this, Chenlian couldn’t help but feel guilty.
[I have hurt this person who has been so kind to me.]

Fuzi suddenly felt a cold touch on her face and immediately opened her eyes.
Chenlian was looking at her with concern in her purple pupils.
Fuzi took Chenlian’s right hand, which was caressing her cheek, in both of her own.
“Chenlian! I’m sorry! I’m so, so sorry…”
Fuzi apologized, crying again.

Chenlian sat up and deeply embraced Fuzi’s soft body, burying her head in her chest as she too wept bitterly.
“Fuzi… I’m… sor… ry!”
In a stiff, halting voice, she apologized to Fuzi.

Fuzi, in turn, held Chenlian’s small body tightly, shaking her head incessantly…
Neither of them spoke anymore.
Only their sobs remained, as they held each other and cried.