Chapter 969: Jiang Ran Buried Alive

Evil Wolf: [Bring the dead back to life? What kind of idiot would believe in something like that?]

[If there really were a way to bring the dead back to life, then all the kings and ministers throughout history would probably still be alive now.]

Middle-aged Uncle: [That’s not a fair way to put it. Nobody likes being an idiot.]

[If you could ask this man, before his beloved died, would he have believed in this kind of black magic?]

[I guarantee he’d say no. After all, it’s ridiculous to think you can bring the dead back to life.]

[But do you know why he believes it now?]

[I’ll tell you why: because he has no other choice.

When all else fails, you clutch at straws!]

[It’s like a cancer patient who’s been given a death sentence by the hospital, but suddenly hears that an old traditional doctor can cure him.]

[Even if he knows this so-called old doctor might be a fraud, he’ll still cling to hope and give it a try.]

[Before it happens to you, you sneer at the idea. But once it happens to you...]

Evil Wolf: [I still wouldn’t believe it, even if it happened to me.]

He spoke with absolute certainty.

On the live stream, Chen Sanshui, the lawyer, had already had his head cut off with a chainsaw.

From this, it was clear that the man wasn’t the sort who enjoyed torturing people. Otherwise, he could have cut off other body parts first.

As a lawyer, Chen Sanshui had handled plenty of shady cases.

According to him, he was just a lawyer. His job was to help his clients win their cases.

Whether his clients were in the right had nothing to do with him.

That was the judge and the police’s job.

From an ordinary person’s perspective, nobody liked a crooked lawyer who helped villains get away with things.

But perhaps there were also ordinary people who sided with Chen Sanshui and agreed with his principles.

Regardless, the lawyer was dead.

He had taken every precaution against Zhang Yao and the Purple-Shirted Man, but failed to guard against this man.

Perhaps even if he had escaped this man’s clutches, a fourth person would have been waiting to ambush him.

That was what had happened to Jiang Ran.

After the main personality formed from the evil memories took control of his body and killed Brown and the other two men,

the main personality formed from the evil memories returned to the inner landscape world.

Jiang Ran passed out.

Manager Wu Wen and Hacker carried him back to the management office on the first floor.

They laid him on a single metal bed in the office.

Then Hacker dragged his exhausted body

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What had happened that day had shaken him, but he was relieved that the black man was dead. He wouldn’t have to keep playing lethal football anymore.

Manager Wu Wen didn’t stay in the management office either. He went to the apartment complex’s gym to work out.

Ever since Zhang Yao and the Purple-Shirted Man came to Alice Apartment, their daily activity had dropped sharply. They couldn’t even catch up to a lawyer.

There were actually quite a few residents in the same situation. Trapped here, they stayed cooped up at home every day, and their bodies grew weaker and weaker.

So, to stay in good shape, they needed to exercise every day.

Manager Wu Wen, for instance, had kept at it every day since the day he came to Alice Apartment.

After he left, the only one in the management office was the unconscious Jiang Ran.

About five minutes later, a figure passed by the management office on the first floor.

He spotted Jiang Ran lying unconscious inside.

He entered the office and shook Jiang Ran, checking whether he had woken up.

After confirming that he hadn’t, he found a small cart, put Jiang Ran on it, and covered him with a blue tarpaulin.

Then he pulled the cart to a patch of dirt beside the apartment complex’s perimeter wall.

A few trees grew there.

The man pushed the cart with Jiang Ran into a deep pit in the earth.

Then he used a shovel to bury Jiang Ran.

After burying him alive, he planted a sapling on top of the soil.

He then spent another half hour doing other things before finally leaving.

The man who buried him was Old Fang, the one who planted human trees.

About ten minutes after being buried,

Jiang Ran’s consciousness finally returned.

But his mind was still muddled and hazy.

What hit him before anything else was the suffocating stuffiness, along with a heavy, crushing pressure over his entire body.

He tried to open his eyes, but the moment he moved, dirt and sand got into them.

He couldn’t open his eyes at all, and the stinging pain was intense.

He tried to open his mouth and shout for help, but as soon as he did, all kinds of dirt and sand poured into it.

His nose was even worse. Jiang Ran felt it had been taken over by all sorts of foul odors and dirt.

As a result, every breath drew even finer grains of dirt deeper into his airway and mouth, bit by bit. It was a feeling worse than death.

“I can’t move. I can’t move! I can’t move!”

No matter how hard he tried to swing his arms or control his body, he couldn’t move. It felt as if a ghost were pinning him down.

But it was even more terrifying than sleep paralysis, because even his eyes and breathing were blocked.

Jiang Ran’s mind cleared completely. And once it did, boundless terror engulfed him.

Where was he?

Help! Could someone come save him?!

If anyone could save him, he’d give them a million! No!!! Two million!

He’d even give them all the money in his bank account!

He didn’t know how much time had passed. By now, he could no longer feel his body. It seemed to have gone completely numb.

And he was freezing all over. The dirt surrounding him was invading every inch of him, and it was ice-cold.

Jiang Ran couldn’t open his eyes. His ears were the only thing he could rely on, but dirt had gotten into them too, muffling everything.

The suffocating pressure nearly killed him.

“I can’t hold on. I’m going to die...”

Jiang Ran began to lose consciousness, crying out in desperate despair inside his mind.

If this were a dream, he wished more than anything that he could wake up right now.

But it all felt far too real.

The bloody taste in his mouth, and the bitter taste of rotting soil that had gotten in when he opened his mouth...

Could someone... come save me...

The inner landscape world.

“Damn bastard!”

All the alternate personalities here were awake around the clock, so they knew who had buried Jiang Ran alive.

What made it worse was that being buried alive meant they’d have to go out and clean up the mess again.

But even if one of the alternate personalities took over, this wasn’t a matter of dealing with a deranged criminal or a deranged serial killer.

They wouldn’t have the ability to save themselves if they were buried this deep, either.

So whichever one the System pulled out would be the unlucky one.

They’d have to experience the agony of being buried alive and dying, just like Jiang Ran, the main personality with kind memories.

Nobody wanted to experience that, including Blue-Haired Jiang Ran.

Sure enough, the System randomly picked an alternate personality to go out and clean up the mess.

But that personality spent over ten minutes in control of the body and could do nothing.

He nearly suffocated to death before being sent back.

Once he returned, he gasped for breath, his whole body convulsing.

After he had recovered a little, he actually started kowtowing to the other alternate personalities:

“I’m begging you all, if any of you go out and manage to escape!!!”

“Help me torture that bastard to death!!!”

It seemed the alternate personality had been put through hell by the way he was buried alive. He was now consumed by resentment as deep as an ocean trench.