Chapter 313 - 222: Seven In and Seven Out
Wacai was utterly confused, completely unable to understand what Su Mo was saying.
At this moment, one of Wacai’s men seemed to recall something, his face suddenly changed drastically, and he whispered something in Wacai’s ear.
After hearing this, Wacai glared at Su Mo: "Mercenary, huh? Mercenaries from New Moon City *civilization beyond the frontier* coming to mess with me? Huh?"
Su Mo: "Your men kidnapped a little girl with Rh-negative blood a few days ago, her name is Chen You. Return her to me, and I’ll give you a way out."
Wacai looked at his subordinate, who whispered something else in his ear.
Wacai gave a cruel smile: "That panda blood girl? She’s likely already dead."
...
During the chaos on the playground, Shangguan Li had silently infiltrated the base on the other side.
Wacai’s men had a widespread black market industry, and the base was divided into several areas.
In a room full of computers, coders were buried in their keyboards, using programming languages to create phishing websites, enticing those filled with greed to fall into their traps.
Members of the communication group sat in front of computers and piles of phones, portraying various personas in excited chatter, some who clearly were men, using women’s avatars dabbling in vulgar language.
Screams continuously emanated from the punishment room where those with poor performance or who attempted to escape were brutally tortured, with sounds of punches, stick strikes, and electric shocks mixed together to form a bloody melody.
In a makeshift medical room, emaciated individuals lay on beds, their limbs amputated, needles connecting them to their blood vessels slowly extracting blood.
Shangguan Li took advantage of her petite figure to nimbly crawl through the ventilation duct, relying on the internal structure diagrams provided by Old Bang, she directly reached the center of the medical room’s surgical area.
Unlike the crude and dirty environment outside, the surgical area was spacious, bright, and clean, with the air filled with the smell of disinfectant, as if in a completely different world.
Doctors in white coats walked through the surgical area, and patients in hospital gowns could be seen.
Upon closer inspection, many of these patients were "familiar faces," some were Saint Rivelan’s business elites who had appeared on television news.
These elites had all suffered from organ-related diseases, and due to personal psychological reasons, refused to undergo prosthetic replacements, insisting on maintaining pure flesh, organ transplants became their only choice.
Such operations could naturally be performed in the World Government Territory too, but with many restrictions.
Firstly, the law prohibits private organ trading, to get surgery you must register at a regular hospital, yet often there’s a shortage of organ sources, and money doesn’t guarantee a spot.
Due to strict control, risk is high, profit is small, and violent groups do not favor organ harvesting, they prefer smuggling, drugs, and arms, businesses with thin overhead and high returns.
This leads to a scarcity of living organs both through regular and underground channels.
But the Land of No Master is different, there’s no law here, no risk, with countless "pigs" voluntarily or deceived to come here every year, organs are as plentiful as desired.
As long as there’s a channel to smuggle into the Land of No Master, it’s heaven for elites looking to reshape their flesh.
Organs are one of Wacai’s major industries, the surgical area is vast, Shangguan Li didn’t know exactly where Pomelo was held, so she had to find someone to interrogate.
She climbed to an office and peered through a ventilation grate to see a doctor below writing something.
Her fingertip gathered a thread of laser, silently cutting the grate lock open and lightly dropped behind the doctor.
The doctor was completely oblivious of the intruder, continuing to write until suddenly his throat was grabbed, his body shuddering.
Shangguan Li’s low voice came: "Don’t move if you don’t want to die."
The doctor was scared stiff, raising his hands nervously to show no resistance.
Shangguan Li slightly loosened her grip on the throat and asked, "Did a little girl with Rh-negative blood get sent here a few days ago?"
The doctor stuttered: "Yes..."
Shangguan Li: "Where is she?"
Doctor: "Already pushed into the surgery room..."
Shangguan Li’s eyes sharpened, aiming a laser at his carotid artery: "Where is it?!"
Doctor sweated profusely out of fear: "Room 6! Surgery Room 6! Go out, turn left and go to the end!"
Shangguan Li took the doctor with her out of the office amidst startled cries, heading for Surgery Room 6.
The surgery room was lit with a red light, indicating the operation had already started.
Shangguan Li burst through the door, scaring the doctors inside: "Who are you?"
Shangguan Li knocked away the doctors, rushing to the operating table.
On the operating table were two people, one was Pomelo, the other was a boy of similar age, probably some rich man’s son.
Shangguan Li quickly checked Pomelo’s body, and soon sighed in relief.
Anesthesia had been administered, she was unconscious, marks from a medical marker were left around the renal area, the scalpel was already in the doctor’s hand.
Fortunately, she arrived just in time, Pomelo was unharmed.
If she had been even a minute late, trouble might have ensued.
Just then, urgent footsteps and noisy voices came from outside the surgery room.
Several soldiers rushed in, staring wide-eyed at Shangguan Li, shouting: "Quick, report to General Wacai! Seal the base, there’s an intruder!"
Shangguan Li grabbed the unconscious Pomelo, holding her in her arms, preparing to jump into the ventilation duct.
"Kill her!" The soldiers decisively pulled the trigger.
"Bang bang bang—"
Gunfire illuminated the surgery room, bullets whistled through the air.
Shangguan Li protected Pomelo with one hand, her other fingertip glowing with a laser beam.
She raised her palm, sweeping it swiftly in front of her, moving so fast only afterimages remained, as if casting a veil of light in the gust.