Chapter 606: Truly Beastly

Chapter 606: Truly F***ing Beasts (4 updates)

The sound of gears whirring, the room begins to tremble and shift…

Xiao Yu withdrew his gaze and looked at Pan Tonghua. Lin

—No, not at that corpse—stepped forward and knelt beside the body.

Xiao Yu raised the corpse’s hand, sniffed it, frowned, and stood up.

Walking steadily toward Sun Wang, he said, “Extend your hand.”

Sun Wang’s body shuddered as he obediently raised his arm.

Xiao Yu grabbed his hand and took a whiff.

He confirmed it.

Both of them reeked of human blood and even the scent of flesh.

Crack!

Sun Wang’s wrist shattered with a bloodcurdling scream.

“When it comes to cannibals, I never consider them human,”

Xiao Yu glared at the howling Sun Wang, “It’s because creatures like you don’t even treat your own as kin, right?”

Clutching his broken wrist—”570″—Sun Wang stared at Xiao Yu in terror, like a wounded beast, too afraid to cry out.

After a long while, drenched in cold sweat from pain, he gritted his teeth and said, “I didn’t kill him. He did. I only ate, but I can’t starve to death…”

Thud!

Xiao Yu’s foot crushed down on Sun Wang’s face, stomping on the metallic floor.

With enough force, he could easily crush his enemy’s skull.

“You have a point—in the face of life and death, humans can do anything.”

Xiao Yu coldly regarded the struggling Sun Wang beneath his foot, “That’s human nature: selfish and ugly. You have it, I have it. At the edge of death, I might be even more ruthless than you. But… as long as I haven’t crossed that final line, I remain human. You, on the other hand, are no longer human!”

“No, you will become like me. You absolutely will.”

Sun Wang roared, “I don’t believe you won’t end up eating! I don’t believe it!”

“Whether you believe it or not is none of my concern. Do I need your belief?”

Xiao Yu sneered, “I know exactly who I am.”

Crack!

Xiao Yu retracted his foot, letting it fall and snapping off Sun Wang’s other hand.

Crack!

Then he stomped and broke one of Sun Wang’s legs.

“However, I’m going to give you one chance.”

Xiao Yu stared at the writhing, agonizing Sun Wang on the ground, “Next time we meet, I hope you’re still alive to see whether I’ve turned into one of you.”

After speaking, he glanced around.

Xiao Yu walked to a wall, pressed a button on a metal door, and peered inside.

After opening the metal door again, Xiao Yu slipped into the next compartment.

Why not kill Sun Wang—the cannibal beast?

Let him wither on his own.

Sometimes, waiting to die is even more painful than death itself.

But wasn’t there also Pan Tonghua’s corpse in that room?

If he ate it… he wouldn’t die immediately, would he?

That’s right—a short time isn’t enough to kill him.

That’s why Xiao Yu said, “Next time we meet.”

As for beasts eating beasts—

what does that have to do with him?

…

After entering the second room, Xiao Yu’s mind was constantly calculating.

The Anxiety Formula was designed like a Rubik’s Cube. Finding an exit wasn’t difficult.

Just proceed in a straight line and open each room.

But as soon as Xiao Yu opened another room in a straight line,

problems arose. The room contained not only mechanisms,

but also… human motion sensors!

What kind of trap was this?

Inside that room, crossbows were embedded in the walls, only their arrowheads visible.

And what were these human motion sensors?

Their full name was: Heat Infrared Human Motion Sensors.

Much like a peephole, as soon as someone was in its “field of view,” it triggered.

Simultaneously, it activated the room’s mechanisms…

Linear forward progress was blocked; Xiao Yu had to find another way… and he kept thinking.

He knew that the architects of the Anxiety Formula wouldn’t let prisoners escape easily.

Almost every time you approached an exit, various trap rooms would block your path.

Yet they’d give you a chance—a slim possibility of escape.

It was the hope that prisoners clung to,

and the pleasure for those who built the Anxiety Formula, contrasting with the despair of the captives!

In short, when a prisoner saw hope, despair quietly descended as well.

For Xiao Yu, who’d solved countless cases, this was child’s play.

But once he became part of the game, it wasn’t so joyous anymore…

For two hours, Xiao Yu navigated room after room, searching for an exit.

Logically, the Anxiety Formula should have only 27 rooms.

Yet in those two hours, he entered 54 rooms.

Why?

Because in four-fifths of the rooms, Xiao Yu not only entered a second time, but a third and even a fourth.

His keen senses couldn’t miss that.

Xiao Yu realized he’d been going in circles inside the Anxiety Formula several times.

Every time he thought he was nearing the exit, a trap room would halt him…

Surely, there must be a solution, though he hadn’t found it… Xiao Yu’s face darkened as he paused to rest.

Two hours and 54 rooms had drained his strength—it was an unavoidable exhaustion.

Activating Camel’s Endurance and Bear Force…

So, what method could work…? Xiao Yu’s mind was like a high-speed computer CPU.

The creators of the Anxiety Formula would surely leave a glimmer of hope.

But what form would that hope take?

Wait a minute… Every room I entered never had the metal door opened a third time?

In other words, none triggered a misaligned room shift?

So, I’m trapped in this labyrinth?

What if I deliberately trigger the misalignment by opening the door three times in one room? What would happen then?

Xiao Yu’s eyes lit up as he prepared to test his hypothesis.

This time, he deliberately stood before the metal door and opened it three times. 3.9

Once the room shifted, he would look for the next safe room.

He repeated opening the door three times… over and over.

When Xiao Yu entered the fourth room, something went wrong.

He caught a putrid stench and saw a decayed, partially decomposed corpse on the floor.

The corpse was that of a woman, but most of her body had been devoured.

Clearly visible were the bite marks on her bones.

It must have been that beastly fellow who devoured her… Xiao Yu’s expression hardened.

Gazing at the blood-soaked, mangled corpse that reeked of decay, the stifling air itself seemed to be filled with a suffocating stink.

It was as if someone’s grieving tears haunted the atmosphere.

Xiao Yu regretted not dispatching Sun Wang immediately.

Every extra second that person survived was a desecration of the dead.

Truly f***ing beasts!

Wen

Xue