Chapter 970: Old Fang Playing Mahjong

“But if I’m buried alive, even I won’t be able to escape. Unless I spend ten thousand points like the main personality does every time, and restore my physical abilities from my past life.”

Blue-Haired Jiang Ran knitted his brows tightly.

Being buried alive was different from being trapped in a deep pit.

Even if it was more than twenty meters deep, he could climb out of a pit with his current body.

But being buried alive was a completely different matter.

If even Blue-Haired Jiang Ran couldn’t manage it, then the others definitely couldn’t. Whoever was drawn to go out would experience the ultimate agony of being buried alive.

The System seemed to understand this as well.

Even the complete main personality might not be able to break free from being buried alive.

He would have to use ten thousand points to restore his physical abilities from his past life.

So the System randomly selected an alternate personality to go out, then immediately spent ten thousand points.

The alternate personality who had been sent out began to take control of the body.

In an instant, he felt all the pain and terror of being buried alive. But the next moment, when his body regained the physical abilities he’d had in his past life,

the pain and fear of being buried in the soil vanished completely.

Moreover, his body, which had been pinned down by the earth and unable to move, began to stir.

At first, only slightly, but soon he was moving with greater force.

His whole body began digging upward and breaking free in defiance of the laws of physics and the limits of the human body.

Soon, one hand burst out of the soil first.

Like a zombie rising from its grave.

The main camera showed this scene in the live stream room.

The viewers were all confused.

Huh? Why are they showing this place all of a sudden?

There’s nobody here!

Just a few trees. Look closer! Damn!

There’s a hand in the dirt!

And why is that hand moving?!

Immediately afterward, a video began playing automatically in the live stream room.

It showed Jiang Ran being dragged away by Old Fang and buried alive.

This had happened several hours before Chen Sanshui died.

But at the time, the main camera hadn’t broadcast the scene.

It was only now that the video had been released.

Naturally, its release caused a huge stir.

Ultimate Rich Kid: [Damn, this guy named Old Fang really got lucky! But I’m curious, why didn’t he just smash Jiang Ran’s head in with a club before burying him? Wouldn’t that have made him feel more secure?!

Besides, he should know what Jiang Ran is capable of. He shouldn’t have been so careless, right? Wasn’t he worried Jiang Ran would escape and come after him for revenge? Hmm... No, Jiang Ran was unconscious, so it seems he wouldn’t even know who buried him...]

Quite a few people in the live stream room shared Ultimate Rich Kid’s doubts.

Old Fang was in Building No. 1, in the first-floor activity room, playing mahjong with three other residents around his age.

All four of them were around fifty.

They were old regulars at the apartment.

They played mahjong five or six times a week, more or less.

They played for money, too.

“Old Fang, what’s with you today? Did something good happen?”

The first resident at the table looked at Old Fang, whose grin he could barely hold back, and curiously shuffled the tiles in his hand.

Old Fang said, “Nothing good happened.”

The first resident didn’t believe him. “Something good definitely happened. Otherwise, your face wouldn’t be as radiant as a chrysanthemum.”

“Come on, tell us.”

Old Fang said, “I grabbed more than ten yuan in red envelope money today.”

The second resident’s mouth twitched. “More than ten yuan...”

The third resident said, “More than ten yuan! That’s quite a lot.”

Old Fang would never tell anyone that he’d buried Jiang Ran alive.

His happiness came from two things:

1: By burying Jiang Ran alive, his privilege level in the apartment would jump straight to level 60. From then on, the good times would begin, and the money he’d receive every month alone would be enough to make him happy.

2: He’d buried Jiang Ran alive to grow a Human Tree.

Jiang Ran wasn’t an ordinary person. A Human Tree grown from someone like him would surely be magnificent, and might even rival the one his ancestor had planted.

As for why he hadn’t killed Jiang Ran first, smashed his head in, and then buried him, which would have been safer and settled things once and for all, as Ultimate Rich Kid and the others in the live stream room wondered:

If Old Fang knew, he would absolutely have laughed at those outsiders, Ultimate Rich Kid and the rest.

The best material for growing a Human Tree was always a living person, not a corpse.

And as for worrying that Jiang Ran might climb out of the dirt and come after him for revenge?

First of all, Jiang Ran didn’t even know who had buried him.

Secondly, Ultimate Rich Kid and those people had obviously never been buried alive.

Anyone who’d been buried alive would know what it was like.

And this was the kind where he’d dug a deep pit, not buried someone under a shallow layer of dirt.

Even if you were a special forces soldier with three heads and six arms, you still wouldn’t get out.

You’d suffocate to death.

Only in some stupid TV drama or movie would you see a stupid plot where someone who’d been buried alive managed to escape.

As a professional grave-digger, Old Fang was second to none in this line of work.

So of course he was happy.

He’d achieved two things at once.

He could grow an exceptionally good Human Tree and increase his privilege level.

He couldn’t keep the corners of his mouth from lifting, no matter how hard he tried.

“Mahjong!”

Maybe today really was his lucky day. Old Fang had actually won that hand!

The other three were all terribly annoyed as they took out their money and said,

“Good grief, you old rascal. You’re really lucky today, winning even that hand.”

The four of them started playing mahjong again.

The first resident said, “Is ten thousand a month enough for you to live on?”

The second resident said, “Why wouldn’t it be? We don’t have to pay rent or utilities. Ten thousand is plenty.”

The first resident said, “Not for me. It’s not enough! I still have to send money home to my family every month.”

The third resident said, “Send money? Are you crazy? Didn’t I tell you to stop sending it ages ago?”

“Your family already thinks you were sentenced to death and have been dead for ages. Even if you send money, do they know who it’s from?”

The first resident sighed. “They don’t know, but I still have to send it. I owe those two, her and the child, far too much.”

The third resident sneered. “You owe them? Then why don’t you think about what you owe the women you killed? Why not send money to their families?”

Before entering Alice Apartment, the first resident had been a serial rapist-murderer.

As many as six innocent women had died at his hands.

The first resident said, “Those women... They deserved it. They were dressed like sluts and seducing me!”

“And what gives you the right to lecture me?”

The first resident snapped back at the third resident. “You took revenge on society by running over so many children, along with their parents and grandparents. How dare you criticize me?”

The third resident was unlike many of the other residents in the apartment.

He had deliberately taken revenge on society because his life wasn’t going well.

He’d deliberately waited outside an elementary school for dismissal time, then driven his car into people.

He was different from many of the apartment’s residents, but the number of people he’d injured and killed in that crash was enormous.