Cheat Awakening-Chapter 535 - . The Search End
"Stop staring at them and follow me," The old man sighed. "Today’s children only think from their lower parts. There’s no shame at all." He shook his head in disappointment, watching Myne observe the guards and waitresses engaging in public sex with great interest as if he had seen a new world.
Having seen and done much more exciting things in his younger days, such acts were far from enough to raise even an eyebrow. Read new chapters at novelbuddy
Upon hearing the old man’s voice, Myne returned to his senses but was thick-skinned enough to remain unfazed. As they followed the old man towards the right side of the main hall, his eyes continued to scan the beautiful waitresses. He had already decided that if given the opportunity, he would surely come back here and receive special treatment.
The old man opened an iron door before them, revealing a downstairs staircase. Fire touches on both sides of the walls illuminated the path, preventing anyone from falling because of missing any stairs and untimely reunion with their ancestors. A fall from more than a hundred stairs was not something a normal person could survive without severe consequences.
"Just how deep is this prison or yours?" Myne as they descended the stairs couldn’t help but ask in a complaining tone. "Are you people locked up slaves here or monsters? Why do you even need to build a prison so deep underground?"
"It’s not as deep as you think, only seven floors." The old man calmly replies, anticipating Myne’s question. "It’s just that the path we’re taking is special. Behind the tower, there’s also a large entrance, from where we transport slaves and other necessary things inside. The entrance is big enough that an entire carriage can move directly to the prison.
There are no stairs like these, just a direct pathway, so most guards don’t care about it."
"Then why the hell did you bring me from here? Can’t we just take your carriage and go directly inside? You even made me walk hundreds of meters for nothing." Myne, feeling cheated, yelled at the old man angrily, trying his best to control himself and not to push the old man, reminding him of the consequences of messing with his boss.
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"Believe me, although that path is easier and faster, the experience of walking there is something no ordinary person would want to see," The old man replied calmly. "Most guards don’t care about hygiene or cleanliness, especially those of our Church of Pain. As long as they can have fun and avoid punishment, nothing bothers them."
"Haven’t you realized this from the conditions in the main hall? Someone was actually raping a girl right in front of them, but others were happily watching and even betting on it. Their mentality has changed after years of hellish training and brainwashing. Now, they’re just beasts in human skin... Forget it.
When we leave, I’ll bring you through that path, and you’ll understand what I mean." Seeing Myne’s dumbfounded expression, the old man realized he might not comprehend such a complex situation. After all, the other party was only in his twenties. How much darkness of the world could he have seen?
Although Myne wanted to say something, such as that he had seen all kinds of things, they had already entered the basement, so he remained silent and began examining the cells on both sides of the long corridor.
The cells were not very big, only 4 by 2 meters, with two people of the same gender living together. All cells were made of iron bars, and there were no walls between them, allowing Myne to see into many cells at once.
The conditions in most cells were terrible. The inmates and slaves had dull, lifeless eyes as if they had lost the meaning of living. This was a common sight. If you went to the slave market, you would see that 80% of slaves had similar expressions. They were all living just because they lacked the courage to take their own lives or do something to start from scratch again.
After all, being sold or captured by a slave trader, everyone knew what kind of fate awaited them. Most slaves were treated worse than animals.
"Excuse me, Miss, will you turn around for a second?" Myne stopped in front of a dark cell where a girl was lying on the ground with her back to him, wearing a rag that barely covered her thin body. Although he wasn’t sure if she was June, since he was already here, he might as well see everyone’s faces.
The girl did not respond to Myne’s polite words and continued to lie there like a corpse. However, the men in her neighbouring cell raised their heads and looked at Myne with curiosity, wanting to see what the young man was trying to do. After all, they hadn’t been in this dark and lifeless place for months, so a little entertainment was good for their mental health.
The old man, of course, wasn’t as patient and gentle as Myne. Seeing the lowly slave wasting his time, he snapped his fingers, and out of nowhere, blood drops appeared on the tip of his index finger. Soon, the blood began to accumulate, forming a marble-sized sphere.
The old man pointed the marble-sized blood sphere at the girl’s back, and it shot toward her like a bullet, striking her in the back and causing her to cry out in pain.
This sudden change in the situation not only left the girl dumbfounded, but even Myne and the other slaves were speechless. After all, no one expected the old man to be so fierce and use such a shameless method to wake the poor girl.
"Bastard, what the hell are you doing? Do you want to die?" Myne grabbed the old man’s collar and asked with bloodshot eyes, seeing the blood gushing from the wound on the girl’s back. He pushed the old man hard and slammed him against a random cell behind him.
"Damn it, brat, don’t be so excited. Did you forget about the contract? Also, it’s just a minor injury, and if you care so much, give her a minor or high-quality healing potion. You’re making a mountain out of a molehill now," The old man spoke irritatedly, not taking the situation seriously at all.
"Even so, old man, this is your last warning. If she turns out to be my girl, I’ll skin you alive," Myne said angrily before throwing him aside. After scaring the old man a bit, he kicked open the cell gate and quickly walked inside. Sitting down behind the girl, he turned her around, but upon seeing her face, he instantly let her go and backed off as if he had seen a ghost.
She wasn’t June but an ugly dirty girl with pimples all over her face and a large pig-like nose. Just by looking at her face, Myne could understand why her parents might have sold her to the slave traders.
After leaving the cell without looking at the old man, who was giving him a smug smile, Myne continued to search for June. The prison was vast, with countless cells and nearly seven underground floors. Even after an hour of searching, Myne had barely explored half of it.
"Let’s go to the fourth floor," Myne said to the old man, taking a deep breath to calm his anxious heart. The old man simply nodded with a calm expression. After the first time he had taken the initiative to help Myne, he had not spoken a word since then. Myne didn’t want to have anything to do with a psychopath like him, so he ignored him as well.
However, upon reaching the fourth floor, Myne immediately noticed a difference. Here, all the cells were made of stone, unlike the upper floors, where they were made of iron bars. The cell doors were made of metal with only a small glass window to peek inside.
"Why are the cells here different?" Myne, after a moment of silence, couldn’t help but ask.
The old man raised the corner of his mouth, seeing that Myne was finally willing to speak to him, and answered casually, "People locked here are either very powerful or have done something crazy that made the church very angry. Everyone locked here, or on the floors beneath, has a very bad history. They deserve to be locked here for the rest of their lives."
"Let me tell you, those bastards not only won’t be going to see the light of the sun ever again, but they also only get food once every three days. They have to urinate and defecate in the corners of their cells, and they have to live with that disgusting smell. Only once a month do the guards open their doors to let them clean their cells so they don’t die from the smell alone.
But you don’t have to pity them. Every person locked here deserves this treatment. And if you ask me, I’d say this treatment is quite gentle. Those bastards should be skinned alive and thrown into a vat of salt, before boiling in oil and feeding to dogs, instead of testing resources and locking them here."
The more the old man spoke, the more excited he became, and by the end, he had entered his psychopathic mode again, revealing his true colours. This scared Myne a little, so he wisely made some distance from him and started looking through the glass window of the cell to his left.
The cell was small, barely large enough to fit a king-size bed. There was a small bed made of straw covered with tattered clothes, a small container for water, and a wooden bucket filled with excrement in the corner. A man in his forties was sleeping on the bed with his head buried in his arms. He wore only a small piece of clothing, revealing his extremely thin body, with bones clearly visible.
It seemed he hadn’t eaten enough for years.
However, Myne was not interested in this man. After glancing at him for a few seconds, he moved to another cell, which held a woman. Her condition was slightly more severe than the man’s, with numerous wounds on her body. Because she was also wearing minimal clothing, everything was clearly visible to Myne. But he remained focused and soon moved to the next cell.
From the fourth to the seventh floor where all serious criminals were housed, so the arrangement was quite strict. There were only 20 cells on the entire fourth floor, so it didn’t take Myne long to reach the 19th cell.
This cell was slightly cleaner than the others. A young girl with a lifeless expression was sitting on the bed, leaning against the wall, staring at the ceiling. She was wearing a tattered blue gown, and multiple wounds and scratch marks were visible on her body. Her messy, long hair covered her face.
Anyone who saw her could easily guess that her journey to this cell had not been easy and that she had endured a lot of suffering.
When Myne saw this young lady, although he didn’t recognize her because he couldn’t see her face, the curse mark on the back of his hand did. As soon as he saw the girl, it began to heat up to the point, causing Myne to cry out in pain.
Thankfully, it only lasted for three seconds before returning to normal. But at least this confirmed that Myne had finally found his target.
"Damn you, bastard. When I have a way to beat ghosts, I’ll take revenge for this prank," Myne cursed, however his anger nothing compared to the excitement and joy of finding June. He quickly snatched the master key from the confused old man who didn’t understand why he suddenly scream, opened the door, and rushed into the cell, ignoring the unpleasant smell.
