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| Author: Mi Dashuai |
Original Source: SFACG |
| Translator: CatatoPatch |
English Source: Re:Library |
“This is what you ought to do,” said the man, pinning down the student whose clothes were torn to shreds by now. “You eat my food – this is what you ought to do.”
The fair skin of the student under him made the man’s eyes gleam even more intensely.
Hu Han, clutching her wounded head, unsteadily picked up a chair nearby and smashed it towards the man’s head. She regretted ever letting him in – a beast! He was nothing but a beast!
“Damn it, you’re in a hurry, aren’t you? Fine, then I’ll start with you,” the man said as he deftly caught the chair swung by Hu Han. He then grabbed the still developing body beneath him and rose to confront Hu Han’s wavering figure.
Seeing the man shift his focus, the female student quickly got up from the ground and ran towards the school gate.
“You dare run,” the man exclaimed, preparing to chase after her.
The school doctor launched another attack, assaulting the man while simultaneously speaking to the student.
“Wait,” she said.
But the student ignored Hu Han’s cries for help. The female student, still revealing a large expanse of fair skin, swiftly opened the door and dashed out.
“Ah,” she screamed as her ankle was immediately seized by a half-zombie and mercilessly torn into.
The man kicked the school doctor and walked to the door, watching the bitten female student in the distance. He casually raised the baseball bat in his hand.
The school doctor, clutching her abdomen with blood dripping from her mouth, began to feel his consciousness fading. Amidst her swimming vision, she felt her body being lifted, his feeble struggles ineffective.
Her wrists and ankles were bound with white sheets in the familiar confines of the infirmary.
Thus, the nightmare began…
Endless brutality rendered Hu Han unconscious. She groaned involuntarily, a torn cloth stuffed in her mouth. The pain in her body made him yearn for death.
“It’s time to eat, you piece of trash,” a voice said, removing the cloth from Hu Han’s mouth and forcing a piece of bread into it.
Hu Han clenched her teeth, refusing the man’s food.
“Haha, I knew it. But these things here are really handy,” the man remarked, eyeing the feeding tool in his hand.
Hu Han opened her mouth, intending to bite her own tongue, hoping to choke on her blood and die. She was determined not to become a mere tool for this man.
A metal frame was then forced into Hu Han’s mouth.
“Want to die? It won’t be that easy.”
A long tube was inserted through her mouth into her stomach, overwhelming Hu Han with pain.
“The meal is over, time for payment,” the man said with a smile, preparing to stand up.
Knock, knock, knock.
A series of knocks sounded at the door, accompanied by a girl’s voice from outside.
The man, frowning, chose to ignore it.
Knock, knock, knock.
“Is anyone there?”
“Damn, it looks like you’re going to have a new companion,” the man said, slapping Hu Han’s body before walking towards the door to dress.
“Is anyone there?”
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“Get lost! I’ve told you! There’s no medicine you want here,” the man angrily kicked the door and said. Hu Han strained to make a sound with her throat, but the cloth in her mouth muffled any significant noise.
“Alright, I’ll give you a chance. We’re not short of water and food here. If you came from the supermarket, you should know I’ve cleared it out. But there’s a problem with the electric lines, preventing us from receiving the electricity generated by the principal’s generator. The entire infirmary is without power.”
The two seemed to discuss something, and as the sound of footsteps faded away, the voice outside gradually receded. Just when Hu Han relaxed a bit, the man returned.
