Evil As Humans, page 167
Huang Jin silently watched Ge Tingting.
Perhaps she was too young and naive, but despite the waves of negative thoughts flowing through her head like water, she had a few ironclad ideas.
[There’s still the cat, Luo Wanxiang and the others I just met, and sister Ding Lizi.]
[I always have something I can do. Even if I fail, the impact will still be reduced a bit.]
Her movements gradually became weak and disorderly, but those pieces of the corpse were really pieced together by her, forming a small piece of corpse cloth.
Fu Xingchuan exclaimed, “The black silk thread embroidered on the corpse pieces has a very strong seal. I can learn it, but it will take some time. Xiao Ge, well done, you can rest now.”
But Ge Tingting didn’t give up.
She persisted in moving the pieces of the corpse, and the corpse cloth she pieced together gradually grew larger. Seeing this person’s trance-like appearance, Huang Jin, who rarely refrained from mocking, just sighed deeply.
He cut his palm with a carving knife, clenched his fist, and let his blood drip onto the modified tranquility talisman.
Ge Tingting and Lu Xiaohe looked at him with surprise.
“I always have something I can do, don’t I?” Huang Jin muttered. “Although it’s just a little calming effect, it’s better than nothing, right?”
Ge Tingting smiled at him and moved the pieces of the corpse again.
Hmm?
The feeling of irritability and ferocity that had just been present had dissipated quite a bit, and the pieces of the corpse in the Evil Force felt lighter now… No, it was more accurate to say that she “had learned how to operate correctly”.
Ge Tingting looked at Huang Jin with some surprise, but this wasn’t the time for idle chatter. She quickly assembled the pieces of the corpse while the feeling was still present.
It wasn’t her imagination.
As the spell on the pieces of the corpse became complete, there were signs that the surrounding Evil Force was being suppressed. She quickly glanced at the gaps where the Evil Force was still flowing and raised her hands…
It transformed into a crooked and distorted adhesive bandage that covered the most severely leaking areas.
As the source weakened, the surrounding Evil Force immediately became thinner, and there was a clear smile on Fu Xingchuan’s face.
“Very good.”
He said, not forgetting to glance at Huang Jin.
“I underestimated you. With this, I can also exert some of my power. You all prepare…”
Before Fu Xingchuan finished speaking, the gap that Ge Tingting had just finished patching suddenly completely collapsed.
The collapse came without warning, and the surging Evil Force burst out, instantly engulfing the five of them.
……
Inside the gap, the transition space.
When the seal exploded, Yin Ren was once again overwhelmed by the Evil Force. Unlike the last time, he was unprepared and had insufficient energy.
Yin Ren quickly constructed a winged ball and only had time to wrap himself and his suitcase behind him.
The Evil Force this time wasn’t as chaotic as before. If the previous attack was like a mudslide chasing behind him, this time the mudslide had turned into an earth dragon and was strategically suppressing him.
The person controlling from behind became serious.
…He took out his strongest sealing technique, but in the end, wasn’t it still like a cat playing with a mouse? All his resistance now seemed a bit ridiculous.
In the tattered winged ball, Yin Ren wiped the dirt from his face and tried to calm his breathing.
No, he couldn’t give up yet. He just had to escape, not win.
The winged ball, which was wrapped into a ball, trembled incessantly, and the invasion of the Evil Force from the outside was extremely painful. Yin Ren gritted his teeth and tried to squeeze out his exhausted thoughts.
Just then, a hand reached out from the suitcase and firmly squeezed the winged ball.
[Yin Ren, please restore yourself to your original form.]
Zhong Chengshuo held tightly onto his phone and turned on the only source of light in the darkness.
[No matter what kind of evil we face, your true form will always be stronger.]
“I can’t do that. It’ll cause sensory chaos!” Yin Ren immediately replied. “I need my normal five senses to properly protect you.”
Indeed, his state of mind was more favorable when fighting a sniper, but at that time he thought Zhong Chengshuo was dead and only saw the sniper running around, ignoring the damage it caused to its surroundings. But now, he had to protect Zhong Chengshuo…
[It’s not necessary. Your sense of touch is enough, leave the rest to me.]
Zhong Chengshuo replied. He lifted himself from the suitcase and hugged the bundle of wings beside him.
[Leave it to me.]
“Okay,” Yin Ren said, closing his eyes.
The next moment, a gray-black ocean poured out.
Compared to that, the Evil Force rushing towards them was like stagnant, turbid water. His sense of touch became somewhat numb, perhaps due to sensory chaos, and his severe pain became dull. With his five senses gone, Yin Ren’s world plunged into nothingness.
The sniper he was chasing had completely died, and there were no living beings around, which was terrifyingly desolate.
Yin Ren’s consciousness drifted away again, leaving only evil spirits and corpses around him. They were wandering in the distance of the battlefield, echoing almost imperceptible ripples.
In the void, those ripples were small and clear, as if they could be touched by reaching out.
…If he tried to seal them in this form again, perhaps the effect would be better, Yin Ren thought in a daze while his thoughts scattered.
It was just a thought, but those evil spirits seemed to have received a death order and gathered here at high speed. As if a layer of gauze before his eyes had been lifted, controlling the evil spirits had never been so easy.
But where was the enemy?
When the sniper was still alive, Yin Ren could track the ripples belonging to the enemy. Now, it was just manipulated wreckage. In the chaos of his five senses, it was difficult for Yin Ren to distinguish the direction of his target.
Suddenly, he felt a tug on a certain part of his body, like a polished claw gently scratching.
A very small and soft pull.
Yin Ren instinctively moved his body, only to collide with a sudden attack of Evil Force.
…Zhong Chengshuo was guiding him.
Although it was unclear how that person did it, there was no doubt that his partner was guiding him in battle.
Just the sense of touch was enough, as it turned out.
There was another gentle tug, and Yin Ren’s body contracted. This time he had no hair, but instead shed large chunks of his body, which were covered in countless runes that merged with the gathering evil spirits.
Compared to hair, the effect of large chunks of flesh was obviously much more powerful.
If this were outside, it would be a serious source of evil qi pollution. Yin Ren’s thoughts raced through his mind, but the anxiety and pressure had disappeared.
The evil spirits that came into contact with Yin Ren’s flesh rapidly swelled again, transforming into a heavy seal. However, this time, the seal didn’t weakly envelop those forces—it turned into sharp blades that sliced the surging Evil Force cleanly.
A gentle pull.
The ocean of wings surged and intertwined with the murky power.
A quiet tug.
The flesh and blood gathered into blades fell, and the dead torrent violently disintegrated. One piece, four pieces, eight pieces—the seal cut them off and then tightly isolated them.
As if sensing something, that power was guided to rampage and destroy, seemingly wanting to damage the space itself. The surging flow of Evil Force caused countless small cracks to appear in the transitional space. If this were in normal circumstances, it would be enough to disrupt any conscious attack.
However, except for Zhong Chengshuo, Yin Ren had almost given up all external perception.
That person seemed to have become his most agile combat nerve. Yin Ren acted very quickly and without hesitation.
This feeling was very strange. Previously, maintaining human form and fighting felt like a mortal dealing with a natural disaster. Now he had also become a natural disaster, despite being exhausted and unable to see or hear anything.
…But he was very calm.
That person guided him time and time again, and the entangling forces were scattered and separated by the seal. After dispersing, the process of decomposing them into evil qi became faster.
Finally, the murky power stopped moving.
The ocean of wings slumped in place, and the tense nerves suddenly relaxed. Yin Ren almost laid down to recover his human form.
As soon as his five senses returned, Yin Ren was too lazy to deal with the spatial cracks. He looked in the direction where Zhong Chengshuo was. The smile on his face hadn’t had a chance to appear before it froze on his lips.
Zhong Chengshuo was standing two steps away from him.
The man’s chest, neck, and many small wounds were all covered in Evil Force… No, it wasn’t so much that they were covered, as they were absorbed.
They wriggled, transformed, and revealed a newborn’s delicate flesh color at the broken parts.
Inside the wound, the organs were initially the size of a baby but quickly expanded and transformed into adult organs. The head was even stranger—a mixture of baby, adolescent, and adult features blended together on the fleshy ball. They looked like some kind of bizarre computer effect, slowly floating and merging like drops of oil, gradually becoming the facial features that Yin Ren was familiar with.
Those were the facial features of Zhong Chengshuo.
Even at the moment of growth, the head was still tilted—Zhong Chengshuo’s neck hadn’t turned, but his chin was facing his left shoulder.
But the “ordinary” man only fumbled for a moment. He held the head on both sides and lightly twisted it forward.
Crack.
The final wound slowly healed, and Zhong Chengshuo stood quietly in front of Yin Ren, bare-chested.
“Yin Ren.”
He opened his black hole-like eyes and called out softly.
Evil As Humans Ch152
Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong
Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/
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Chapter 152: Bad News
Yin Ren’s human form had mostly recovered, but countless translucent wings remained under his hips and knees. He felt completely drained, and all his bones were limp and weak.
However, his physical body was frozen in mid-air, not moving up or down.
He stared fixedly at the newly born Zhong Chengshuo.
The appearance was correct, the smell was correct, and there were no traces of magic around. The other party’s gaze, posture, and subtle facial muscle movements—he had repeatedly chewed on them in his memory countless times.
It was Zhong Chengshuo… It was the Zhong Chengshuo he had separated from.
Wild joy turned into a hammer, hitting the back of Yin Ren’s head fiercely, causing Lord Ghost King’s vision to shake twice. During the battle just now, the question of “how will Zhong Chengshuo recover” was like a lead weight pressing on his chest. While he didn’t think about it, it always weighed heavily in his heart.
Now that the heavy pressure was gone, Yin Ren felt like he was floating.
…Unfortunately, it was only for a moment, and the heat of wild joy turned into coldness.
A form of regeneration that had never been seen before. Yin Ren had exhausted all the knowledge he had accumulated in his life and couldn’t think of any similar magic or evil beings in a similar situation. The strange shape of Zhong Chengshuo’s head returning to its original form was still burned into Yin Ren’s eyes, and he couldn’t explain it at all.
The person in front of him had sunk into a deeper sea of unknowns.
In a daze, Yin Ren suddenly remembered a long time ago.
In an ordinary hotel room, the bathroom was filled with steam. He accidentally broke the door and saw Zhong Chengshuo’s body for the first time.
It was as beautiful and sturdy, with graceful and smooth body lines. There was still the hideous scar, just like back then, and was still entrenched on Zhong Chengshuo’s body.
But other than that, there was nothing else.
The corpse of Zhong Chengshuo just now was unbearable to look at. That body had broken legs, the chest was turned outward, the back was riddled with bullets, and there was nothing above the neck. Not to mention these major injuries, there were countless minor injuries all over Zhong Chengshuo’s body.
But now, they were all gone. Other than losing his glasses, Zhong Chengshuo hadn’t changed in hair length or anything else.
His half-long hair was clean and refreshing, as if it didn’t belong here.
Zhong Chengshuo’s pants were a bit loose and had long been torn to the knee. The fabric on his upper body was even more tattered, with only a piece of scrap left.
Under the fragments of destruction, only the newly grown skin that had just returned and hadn’t had time to be tainted with dust could prove that everything just now wasn’t an illusion.
“Yin Ren,” Zhong Chengshuo called out softly, standing still. His voice was hoarse, as if there were some fine impurities stuck in his throat.
…Given the situation just now, maybe his throat was really clogged with some impurities.
Yin Ren didn’t get up. He weakly supported his upper body, with the red silk robe draped loosely over him and stood still in place. Separated by a faint shadow, a pair of red pupils stared blankly at Zhong Chengshuo.
Around the two of them, darkness and ruins surrounded them, while the sniper’s wreckage was scattered, still decomposing into dense evil qi, making the surroundings even colder.
Yes, Yin Ren had only noticed that Zhong Chengshuo still had “life” when he was rescuing him earlier. At that time, the enemy was lurking around, and Yin Ren didn’t have time to think deeply.
But when he could think, Yin Ren couldn’t concentrate on the reasoning.
In the quiet confrontation, only the details of their previous interaction kept coming up. In front of the darkness, Yin Ren couldn’t help but think back to the moment he first saw Zhong Chengshuo.
It was a rainy summer night when he entered the world—a night of lightning and thunder.
The streetlights were malfunctioning, and the entire street was plunged into darkness. Zhong Chengshuo met him while riding his bicycle and reported to the police seriously. After reporting to the police, Zhong Chengshuo turned on his phone flashlight and shone it on him.
At that time, Yin Ren had just come into contact with the world and hadn’t detected any subtle unnaturalness. Looking back now, that rainy night was enough to make people shudder.
Before using his phone to illuminate him, there was no lighting around Zhong Chengshuo.
And when he realized it, Zhong Chengshuo made an emergency stop. The person had obviously been riding a bike, so the speed wasn’t slow.
Does a normal human really ride a bike quickly on a pitch-black street where you can’t see your fingers?
Yin Ren raised his gaze in confusion, and the electric light on their first encounter in his mind was buried by thick journals one by one.
[I’m fine.]
To explain his healthy body, he ate a reasonable diet.
[I’m fine.]
To explain his good condition, he maintained a regular schedule.
[I’m fine.]
To explain his beautiful figure, he diligently exercised.
[I’m fine.]
In the dark basement, a diary that never stopped recording physiological information such as height and weight was like an observation log of an animal scientist.
Except that the object of observation was “Zhong Chengshuo himself”.
The chaotic memories drifted and ended in a conversation not long ago.
[What exactly are you?] Yin Ren remembered asking this in a panic when he first found Zhong Chengshuo.
[I don’t know.]
Zhong Chengshuo answered like this.
[Now, strictly speaking, I shouldn’t be considered human.]
Now it seemed that this sentence could have a second interpretation.
… Did Zhong Chengshuo undergo some changes after being killed and reborn, or was he never a “normal human” from the beginning, but just didn’t understand his own situation?
But if Zhong Chengshuo isn’t human, what is he?
His body was so broken and there was no trace of evil qi or Evil Force on it. It was as clean as any ordinary person’s.
Exhausted and mentally shattered, Yin Ren sat quietly in place as his mind silently shut down.
“Yin Ren…” Zhong Chengshuo called him for the third time, his voice tinged with a hint of grievance.
He still stayed in place, looking more helpless than avoiding. Zhong Chengshuo’s features were already gentle, and looking down like this made him seem as harmless as an herbivore.
In a daze, Yin Ren gritted his teeth. He reached out a bunch of long hair and quickly formed soft wings at the end. They swooped around Zhong Chengshuo’s ankle and pushed him forward. Zhong Chengshuo didn’t resist and was pushed to the ground, landing safely on the remaining wings like a blanket.
He was lying next to Yin Ren.
“I need a few minutes to calm down.” Amid countless thoughts colliding, Yin Ren spoke with difficulty. “A few minutes to calm down, and then deal with these…”
Zhong Chengshuo turned sideways, hesitated for a moment, and then put his arm gently around Yin Ren’s waist.
Just as if they were in their bedroom at home.
But this time, Yin Ren wasn’t as calm as he was on the soft bed.
In a series of battles, Yin Ren lost a considerable amount of flesh and blood. He was so exhausted that he felt like he would fall apart at a touch. Luckily, the person controlling the sniper’s body didn’t kick him while he was down.
