I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 155 - 138. Miss Mu, what are you doing?!

Is Wen Zaiye still alive?

Xia Feng blinked but didn’t answer the question. Instead, he asked, "Who are you? Why are you asking this?"

"Sorry, I got a bit emotional," the woman apologized, lowering her gaze and speaking softly, "I’m Wen Zaiye’s girlfriend. You can call me Zhi Zi. I just want to know how my boyfriend is doing."

Your boyfriend is dead as a doornail... Xia Feng remained silent; he wasn’t ready to break the sad news just yet.

He suddenly thought of a possibility, "So, Wen Zaiye escaped from here."

"Ah? No, he didn’t." Zhi Zi pursed her lips and shook her head, her haggard complexion growing dimmer.

People continued to stream forward, indicating that the opening hours were approaching, and everyone had to undergo a physical check to ensure the clients’ safety.

Xia Feng turned and said, "Are you interested in talking about you and Wen Zaiye?"

The woman was silent for a moment, then lifted her eyes slightly, "There’s not much to tell, really."

With a nostalgic look on her face, she said, "About nine years ago, Zaiye and I applied for jobs at Yuanhe Orphanage. We never imagined it would be that kind of place..."

The woman recounted her experiences without much emotional fluctuation, while Xia Feng felt increasingly distressed the more he listened.

It was a very Minotaur-like story, to put it simply, the couple went on a picnic in the outskirts of Yuanhe Town, but Zhi Zi suddenly disappeared. Wen Zaiye searched desperately for seven years to no avail. However, two years ago, after joining the Black Moon Church and accompanying a powerful figure to the Garden, he accidentally saw Zhi Zi being played and surrounded by pregnant-looking nobles.

Through the crowd, their eyes met, and Wen Zaiye completely broke down. Grief-stricken and enraged, he told Zhi Zi that he would definitely rescue her.

Hearing this, Xia Feng could roughly guess what happened next. Wen Zaiye probably spent his time trying to expose the Garden, but the waters were too deep. A low-level Spirit Master like him couldn’t cause the slightest ripple, and he even ended up defecting from the church and being wanted by the Empire.

"Zaiye said he would kill those men who bullied me, but he doesn’t know... my looks are particularly favored by those men. Those who bullied me were not just the dozen or so men that night, but also..."

"It’s okay, stop there," Xia Feng said, waving his hand with a hand to his forehead. He didn’t want to hear the details; the affairs here made him feel increasingly disgusted, and a strange idea suddenly rose in his mind.

He quickly suppressed it; he had just considered using the Calamity Realm to kill all the elites about to enter the Garden.

But after thinking it over, it didn’t seem feasible; not all the elites would attend every opening, so he couldn’t catch them all at once.

And he still didn’t know who was really behind the Garden. Would using the Calamity Realm tip them off?

It wasn’t worth the risk... With that thought, Xia Feng sighed; he actually wanted to meddle in this affair.

"Forget it, let’s just see how it goes and find the Holy Liquid first," he decided, clearing his thoughts.

"I’ve told you my story, so can you tell me, is Zaiye still alive?"

Xia Feng lifted his head to meet her calm gaze. Though her eyes were devoid of emotion, they still held a faint hope.

Perhaps hope that Wen Zaiye would come to rescue her? Or simply hope that he was still alive?

Xia Feng couldn’t tell, but instinctively felt this wasn’t the time to tell the truth.

He shook his head, "He should be alive, I guess. I haven’t seen him for a month myself."

"Is that so... that’s good, it’s good as long as he’s alive..." Zhi Zi didn’t doubt Xia Feng’s words and murmured softly as she continued to move with the crowd.

Afterwards, Xia Feng completed a series of checks and finally returned to the same room he was in before.

After taking a stroll outside, he learned quite a bit of information.

For example, the Garden opening time was at seven o’clock the night after next.

During this time, no one was allowed to leave their room, and every day at twelve noon, a special staff would come to inject them with business liquid, which kept them energetic for 24 hours.

In addition, there was a vertical line of clear powder between the eyebrows, which served as everyone’s identity marker, as well as a suppressor to prevent anyone from having suicidal thoughts. If someone managed to bypass the suppressor and successfully commit suicide, staff would come to recover the body and send it to the hibernation chamber for heart resuscitation.

Yes, the medical care in this damned place is absurdly good. As long as the brain remained intact and the soul hadn’t sustained damage, one could be rapidly healed and restored to their original state.

Very absurd.

This hellish place seemed to be built for the sole purpose of torturing people. Xia Feng couldn’t understand why those in power didn’t just stay at home and have fun with a few celebrities. Why did they have to come here to toy with ordinary people who had completely lost hope in life?

Lying in bed with nothing to do, Xia Feng felt somewhat bored. He would have to stay here for two more days before he could take the next step in his plan, which was very annoying.

This place didn’t even have computers or mobile phones. It was practically a death sentence.

[Mu Qingtong consumed three Second Level Spirit Storage Fruits. Your soul space has expanded significantly; your spiritual quantity has greatly increased, reaching Third Rank standards]

"Eh?"

Xia Feng suddenly sat up. He clearly felt the soul space inside him, which had been the size of one bottle of water, rapidly expand to the size of two bottles. The Spiritual Particles filling it also began to proliferate slowly. It took several hours before the entire soul space was refilled.

Xia Feng estimated that using Spiritual Clothes of B-grade two or three times would no longer be an issue. It wouldn’t deplete all his Spiritual Particles at once.

[Mu Qingtong consumed too many Spirit Storage Fruits at once, leading to unstable Spiritual Pressure and a risk of soul collapse. However, with her rapid optimization of Spiritual Particle structures, your Spiritual Pressure state has been restabilized.]

Read 𝓁atest chapters at fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm Only.

[Current spiritual power: 50Soc]

[Mu Qingtong consumed ten Spirit-injecting Fruits, perfectly absorbing all their potency, boosting your spiritual power by 30 points]

[Current spiritual power: 80Soc]

Under normal circumstances, a person could only consume one Spirit-injecting Fruit per month at most. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to withstand the surge in spiritual power brought by the fruit, leading to mental disorders and becoming an imbecile.

But Mu Qingtong, with the high spiritual power blessing from her Spiritual Artifact, found such an increase trivial, and it didn’t cause any side effects like mental disarray.

Starting from Fourth Rank, a Spirit Master’s life level evolved, and their spiritual power would also see a significant leap, generally fluctuating between 40 to 300.

Xia Feng sensed his spiritual power and found that it had already reached the range of the Fourth Rank, capable of resisting many attacks from spiritual-type Spiritual Artifacts. But he wasn’t sure if it could withstand a strike from Mu Qingtong.

Perhaps only by raising his spiritual power above 300 points, reaching the standard of Fifth Rank, would he be secure.

[Initial trial of the ’Pain Enhancement Strength Research’ failed, yet it led to a slight increase in understanding how to efficiently cause ’extreme pain’ to targets]

"?" Xia Feng was confused. Pain Enhancement Strength Research? What was that?

[On infiltrating the core area of the Holy Department and stealing information, you nearly got discovered. In a moment of crisis, Mu Qingtong had an epiphany and optimized the Concealment Spiritual Clothes, enhancing your understanding. You have mastered the C-grade Spiritual Clothes "Bronze Hidden."]

[C·Bronze Hidden]

[Produced by Qingtong, a mark of quality]

[Effect: Your Concealment will eliminate the downside of a barely visible outline under sunlight. Your Concealment can resist the surveillance of Peeping Spirit Devices of A-grade and below]

Fine, fine, fine, Xia Feng lay on the bed, silently cheering for Mu Qingtong. Miss Mu, I’m already lying down; you keep going strong!

[Discovering your disappearance, based on the traces, Mu Qingtong quickly located your whereabouts. During the return to the Holy Department, she gained insight into speed-type Spiritual Clothes, improving your understanding of the C-grade Spiritual Clothes Thunder Sky Step.]

"Ah, this...."

Xia Feng raised an eyebrow. This person wasn’t thinking about sneaking in as well, was she? This damned place wasn’t too friendly toward women.

[Mu Qingtong slit a woman’s throat with a butterfly knife. You swiftly mastered the use of the butterfly knife and became proficient in it]

[After killing another man, you gained insight into the technique of backstabbing, slightly improving your combat abilities]

[After killing two more men....]

Xia Feng: "..."

Hey, hey, hey, Miss Mu, what are you doing?!