Chapter 232
Chapter 232
Before Jiang Li could reply with “Received,” both the livestream and communication signals were cut off.
The Little Yellow Bee Foundation in the inner world was in total chaos.
They had once been restricted by the highest rules and were unable to act against the Ghost Face Organization.
But now the highest rules had been destroyed, order had collapsed, and the task of rebuilding the inner world had fallen to them.
Because this world had originally been the place where they protected the dead.
Jiang Li quickly withdrew toward the West Gate of the amusement park.
Near the West Gate, a crying-faced clown was crouching in the corner, burning joss paper.
Hell’s Paradise Amusement Park Visitor Rules, Rule One:
[The Red-Nosed Clown will always keep a smiling face. Remember, there are no crying-faced clowns in the park. If you unfortunately encounter a crying-faced clown, you must leave immediately.]
Jiang Li glanced at the crying-faced clown.
The ones he was mourning as he burned the paper were the three scarecrows planted in the grass.
The scarecrows were made of human skin and stuffed with dried straw.
Those three fresh pieces of human skin belonged to the family of three Jiang Li had encountered when she first entered the amusement park.
Jiang Li quickly exited through the West Gate.
Outside the West Gate, she followed a narrow trail and walked along a stretch of muddy road.
At the end of the road stood a locked large iron gate.
The gate’s lock required a four-digit code.
Jiang Li recalled the special four-digit number she had encountered before.
That four-digit number that had appeared over and over since long ago…
Her eyes lit up.
She quickly turned the dial and entered the corresponding digits.
1, 0, 3, 7.
The moment Jiang Li turned the last digit to 7, the combination lock opened with a click.
She pulled open the large iron gate and quickly walked out.
Behind her, three of the four digits on the lock fell away one after another.
From 1037, the fourth digit fell first, then the third, and finally… the first.
The three fallen digits trembled faintly in the mud, threads of blood seeping from them.
They were exactly the same three numbers used to identify the buildings inside the Ghost Face building.
And they were the Ghost Face Organization’s true form.
The Ghost Face Organization possessed advanced technology and medicine.
That was because… they had built it on the corpses of Huaguo’s people.
So many living people of Huaguo had all been reduced to the Ghost Face Organization’s experimental tools, turned into insignificant lab rats.
In the Ferris wheel project, a visitor’s physical data reading was 150 when they entered the metal cabin, but after they came out, it had dropped to 33.
The amount of that drop corresponded to 78%, which just happened to match the percentage of water contained in the human body.
Inside the Children’s Paradise project, children were lured into a romantic fairy-tale world and sweetly put to sleep.
But what the Ghost Face Organization extended toward those sleeping children were bloody surgical scalpels for vivisection…
In the Nightmare Haunted House, they had meticulously built a gas chamber, filling the house with hallucinogenic toxic smoke.
That was why the Huaguo people who emerged from the gas chamber died in agony, their skin ulcerating and their bodies oozing pus.
And the Ice and Snow Paradise project was nothing more than a cruel trap laid for the sake of completing their human cryonics experiments.
Its purpose was to provide more data for their medicine and technology…
From the very beginning, the Ghost Face Organization had never treated Huaguo people as human beings.
They would strip the skin from a family of three and turn it into human skin specimens for their own enjoyment.
They would cut off Huaguo people’s heads, boil away the flesh with scalding water, and leave the stark white bones behind as the organization’s symbol.
They would kill Huaguo infants and place them in glass jars of formalin for the organization to point at and discuss.
They would cut out the thigh bones of Huaguo people just to make a smoking pipe for their amusement…
The evil of the Ghost Face Organization was far beyond the limits of human imagination.
That was also why Jiang Li could never compromise with them.
Not betraying others was Jiang Li’s bottom line.
This amusement park was called Hell’s Paradise Amusement Park.
Because it was the “hell” of Huaguo’s people, and the “paradise” of the Ghost Face Organization.
In Jiang Li’s ears, the amusement park’s original name had sounded like garbled noise.
Its real original name had been Sunrise Paradise.
The red glow that had filled the sky all along when Jiang Li first entered the amusement park, together with the high-hanging “red sun,” was the origin of the name Sunrise Paradise.
Jiang Li walked out through the gate and put on the brand-new 3D Glasses.
She looked toward Hell’s Paradise Amusement Park for a long time.
And through the glasses, the amusement park had already lost its original appearance.
There, it was a mangled, bloody, rotting killing factory.
Perhaps that was why the Little Boy had felt such terror and fear after putting on the 3D Glasses.
Today, a group of people from Jinlin had escaped from this amusement park.
But once, a group of people from Hacheng had been buried here forever.
As Jiang Li stood there in silent contemplation, she noticed four children standing or sitting atop the huge sign reading “Sunrise Paradise.”
Huohuo from the Ferris wheel, Xinxin from Fairy Tale World, Dudu from the Nightmare Haunted House, and Bingbing from Ice and Snow Paradise.
The four children looked in Jiang Li’s direction from afar, tears glimmering in their eyes as they waved to her.
Jiang Li gave them a gentle smile and waved goodbye in return.
Then she turned and walked away, leaving this 300-acre large-scale experimental factory behind.
Jiang Li knew that what lay beneath her feet might be mud, or perhaps… bone ash.
When she reached the edge of this factory grounds, her nose stung, and a tear fell.
The tear sank into the soil.
Jiang Li silently crouched down, picked up a handful of yellow earth, and tucked it into her pocket.
People of Hacheng…
“I’ll take you home.”
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