Chapter 67: 67. Ordinary people have it too hard.
Translator: 549690339
“Bro, brother, I’m sorry.”
“Brother, you have to forgive me, I, I didn’t mean to eat you, I, I’m just too hungry.”
“Once I’m full, I, I will make offerings to you every year!”
The man chewed on the rat meat forcefully, tears of remorse streaming down his contorted face, looking exceptionally eerie.
Lin Zichen frowned, realizing something was off about the man.
He immediately turned and left, deciding to take a detour and not to go back home by way of the garbage station in front.
But just as he turned to leave, the man in the garbage heap sensed his presence, looked up at his retreating figure, and said to the half-eaten rat in his hand:
“Bro, brother, I, I don’t have to eat you anymore, I, I can eat people!”
The man’s voice was crazed, but in the silent night, it sounded utterly chilling.
At the mention of “eating people,” Lin Zichen’s face turned pale, and he instantly took off running.
In just a short second, he had covered nearly 30 meters, quickly putting distance between him and the garbage station.
But in the next second, he heard footsteps closing in from behind.
Looking back, he saw the man who had been eating the rat catching up with him!
The man’s face was splitting open with visible speed, revealing many crimson eyes, whilst small tufts of fur were growing out of his exposed skin, rapidly turning into a giant Mutant Rat.
Was it the madman from during the day?!
Before the man completed his transformation, Lin Zichen recognized him as the one who caused a scene in the vegetable market that day.
“Flesh, I, I want to eat meat, I, I want human flesh, eat human flesh!”
The man picked up speed, his expression growing more ferocious by the moment, chasing Lin Zichen from behind frantically while drooling viscously and making a hoarse noise.
Seeing the half-human half-rat gaining on him, Lin Zichen knew he couldn’t outrun him.
So, the moment the man caught up to him, Lin Zichen turned around and kicked forcefully toward the man’s chest!
There was a loud “bang!”
The unprepared man was kicked into the air, rolling dozens of meters before coming to a stop, lying on the ground, barely alive.
Earlier, when he was bombarded with specialized ammunition by the Mechanically Modified Human, he had been gravely injured, which left him extremely weak now, unable to fully transform into a Rat Man and completely unable to withstand Lin Zichen’s full-strength kick.
Severely injured from the strike?
When dawn broke the sky and faint light emerged, the Mechanically Modified Human who had been searching for the Rat People’s trace appeared above the dump.
Then, not far from the dump, he quickly discovered a pool of flesh on the ground.
Having dealt with several Rat Person incidents before, he recognized at a glance that it was the flesh of a Rat Person.
Moreover, it was precisely the one he had been searching for all night.
He flew above the flesh.
He turned off the anti-airflow propulsion device.
The Mechanically Modified Human landed beside the flesh and stared at it for a moment, a question brewing in his mind.
Who killed this Rat Person?
In a dimly lit cave somewhere.
A burly middle-aged man, carrying a young and beautiful woman, hurriedly walked up to a dim altar and stopped.
When he laid the woman on the altar, eight crimson eyes suddenly lit up in the darkness ahead.
Each eye was as large as a soccer ball, emitting a strange red glow and exuding an oppressive feeling.
“Why is there only one woman?”
An old voice came from the darkness.
Upon hearing the voice, the man immediately knelt down, pressing his forehead to the ground and humbly explained,
“Rat God, the young women outside are very wary now, not going out at night, and they always go out in groups during the day. They are hard to capture.”
“Then next time, grab a young man,” the old voice spoke again.
The man devoutly said, “I understand, Rat God.”
No sooner had his words fallen than a piece of wriggling flesh was thrown out from the darkness.
At the sight of the flesh, the man showed a look of excitement.
He excitedly shouted, “Thank you for the blessing of the Rat God,” and then hurriedly picked up the flesh and stuffed it into his mouth, devouring it ravenously.
At the same time, the young woman lying unconscious on the altar was suddenly wrapped up by a tongue that emerged from the darkness and disappeared.
Immediately after, a dull chewing sound of flesh came from the darkness.
After an indeterminate amount of time, the old voice resonated in the darkness for the third time:
“Next time don’t capture ordinary people, they taste too bitter and aren’t delicious. I want to eat those who are high above, they live in luxury, their meat is tender and delicious.”
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