Chapter 413: Before Dawn

In the dead of night, under the overlooking of the searchlight, it could only illuminate the faint white fog.

The seawater squirmed like a monster, constantly stroking the hull, licking hungrily, setting off bursts of creepy water sounds.

Sailing at night was like sailing in hell.

How magnificent and spectacular the scene was during the day, it was how gloomy and oppressive it was at night.

But on the deck, a bonfire was lit, and it was a scene of jubilation.

The furniture fragments that had been smashed were piled together, poured with gasoline, and rose into a roaring flame, illuminating one dark face after another, full of joy.

Like a carnival.

Those carrying guns sang happily, and the food, snacks, raw meat, and flour scavenged from the cabin were all scattered together, stuffed into pockets, and then stuffed into their mouths.

Some people compared the jewelry in their hands against the firelight, distinguishing gold and silver, and others were fighting over the electronic products they had never seen before, marveling at them.

It was as if it were the New Year.

There were gifts and offerings falling from the sky, so generous.

Amidst the surging firelight, those shadows cast into the misty fog, outlining strange contours, as if wriggling monsters were dancing.

A scene of joy.

But in the messy cabin below the deck, it was like a prison.

Only crying and groaning.

Wailing, praying.

*Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock... *

Blood dripped from between the fingers.

Penetrating wound, blood gushing like a spring, constantly spraying out, dyeing the white coat that had been torn into bandages and stuffed and pressed onto the wound scarlet.

Among the embarrassed prisoners, the person lying on the ground was already dying.

"Dr. Yu, don't waste your effort."

The withered captain lowered his eyes, staring at the dying first mate. "Give him a quick end."

The doctor turned a deaf ear.

Sluggishly, pressing, his fingers had turned white.

A choked voice sounded, mixed with gasping. On the other side, the crew member was still rescuing, and there was no sound anymore.

Dead.

"Excessive blood loss, heartbeat stopped." The woman kneeling on the ground raised her head, the remaining blood still stained on her glasses, but unfortunately, it couldn't cover her gray pupils.

Yu Shu was sluggish for a moment, turned back: "What about CPR?"

"It's useless." The female doctor shook her head slowly.

Yu Shu was silent.

Lowering his head, looking at the gradually pale face of the wounded in his arms.

His expression twitched, once, then again, and he couldn't help but roar.

Screaming at the soldiers who were smoking and chatting outside the cabin door: "I am a doctor! You can't treat us like this! I am here to save you, I am here to save you."

He suddenly climbed up, staggered forward, desperately knocking on the glass, shouting over and over again: "I am a doctor! I am a doctor! I want my first aid kit, tweezers, and needles... please, as long as..."

But no matter how he shouted, those people just grinned, smoked, glanced at his appearance, and said something in the local language. Until Yu Shu searched through his pockets.

"I have money, money!"

He found his wallet, threw away the credit cards and documents that had long been useless, pulled out the last few Federal bills, and begged: "Give you money, I still have..."

The man outside the door's eyes lit up, and finally, he pushed open the door.

Glancing at his expression, he reached out.

"Money, needles, tweezers..."

Yu Shu repeated over and over again.

Immediately, that person seemed to understand, nodded in realization, took the money, turned back, and waved at his companions, showing off his harvest.

Then, he turned around suddenly, swung the butt of his gun, and smashed it onto his face.

Bang!

Yu Shu staggered to the ground, dark in front of him. The soldier who took the money raised his gun, as if furious, scolded something in the local language, trampling from time to time, the muzzle of the gun pressed against his face.

The captain next to him panicked, hurriedly raised his hands, argued something in the local language, begged, until the abuser snorted coldly.

The door finally closed.

From beginning to end, the soldiers outside the door looked at the scene here playfully, laughing loudly.

As if looking at a monkey being beaten.

Only the captain sighed, helped him up: "Give up, Dr. Yu. This bunch of guys are all mad dogs. They've been taking drugs and carrying guns to kill people since they were seven or eight years old. They don't treat their own compatriots as people, and they don't even treat themselves as people... why would they care who you are?"

Yu Shu staggered to stand up, sluggish, like a walking corpse, step by step back.

Looking at the dying wounded.

His lips moved.

"Don't be afraid, the cult won't leave us alone."

He subconsciously comforted and appeased: "Soon, soon it will..."

"Doctor, doctor... I... I'm so cold... so uncomfortable..."

The wounded man with blood loss gasped, coughed violently, twitched, and couldn't breathe.

He couldn't speak anymore.

Yu Shu was silent, his fingers twitched once, then again.

Abdominal injury, open pneumothorax, blood loss.

Unless surgery was performed immediately, the patient would die in a long suffocation, painfully suffocated to death, even if he didn't die from blood loss.

That pair of hollow pupils looked at him, showing pleading.

Lips opened and closed silently.

As if praying.

Yu Shu closed his eyes, not daring to look again.

But in the silence, he trembled, raised his hand, and landed lightly on the wounded man's neck.

As long as... press here... as long as... for a little while...

Cut off the blood supply to the brain, cause shock, and even, a peaceful death without pain.

So, there was no more coughing sound.

When Yu Shu opened his eyes again, there was only a corpse in his arms. He swayed, then again, without any reaction.

So, he finally understood what he had just... done.

"Ahhhhhh————ah!!!!"

The face entangled in pain finally shattered. He cried, roared, shouted, rushed to the door, just like going crazy, screaming: "Fuck your mother, you bunch of shit, I fuck your mother! Did you hear that!!! Come, kill me! You bunch of trash, you should have been in hell for a lifetime! In hell!!!"

No one understood at all.

Even if they understood, no one would care.

Hell?

From the beginning, wasn't that kind of thing everywhere?!

"Don't feel guilty, Dr. Yu."

The captain sighed, moved the crew's corpse to one side, and sighed: "It's a good thing to be able to leave quickly... we are the most miserable ones."

"Ekonzo... the perverted lunatic who recently took power in Punabantu through a coup, is basically a perverted lunatic with tumors all over his body. I don't know what disease he has. He took drugs and ruined his brain. He believes in the Great Food Cult and eats everything."

He paused, his expression gloomy: "It is said that he personally cut off the head of the previous president and ate the brain raw. Because he thinks that eating his enemy will gain power, make his enemy never turn over, and can also take away their lifespan, making him live forever. The people under him are all this kind of goods..."

"Is it useful?" The sluggish male nurse couldn't believe it: "That guy is a moron, right? He believes this?"

"You'd better pray it's useless."

The captain crushed the last cigarette in his pocket, chewed the tobacco, and his expression was mocking: "In this world, there are Awakened, why wouldn't he believe it?"

In the dead silence, everyone fell into silence.

"Dr. Yu, you and your wife are good people and shouldn't suffer such a result. I can give you a quick end." The captain lowered his voice and said softly: "Believe me, falling into their hands is worse than death."

The female doctor stiffened, subconsciously murmuring: "The cult, the cult won't..."

"Those guys don't even know when they will die. They earn a day if they live a day. Where would they care about the cult?" The captain shook his head: "If they can't get money from the cult, you won't survive. If they get money, they will silence you..."

The noisy sound started.

A group of people suddenly rushed down, someone seemed to be shouting something, rushed into the cabin, pulling everyone alive, kicking and beating, urging them to go out.

Everyone was sluggish, bewildered, not understanding what had happened.

Only the captain's expression gradually twitched.

"What are they saying?" The crew member asked in a low voice.

"Those guys... they... changed their minds!" The captain's voice trembled: "Just now their general called and said, don't want the ransom... let them solve us, be quick, don't leave any traces..."

Immediately, crying and screaming spread, and someone in the chaotic crowd wanted to run away, but was shot dead by the soldiers holding guns without hesitation.

Finally, everyone was brought to the deck and retreated to the edge.

An officer with a gun scar on his face glanced at their appearance, his eyes cold, shouting loudly in the local language, as if reprimanding. Then, he said it again in broken Imperial language:

"Despicable foreigners... you are all... disguises of the devil... poisoning us, violating the guidance of the Great God, the great general, punishing you... purification... giving you the glory of ascending to the kingdom of heaven... now, pray, to the Great God and his incarnation in the world, General!"

He leaned closer, staring at the leftmost, sluggish and trembling crew member, and told him: "Pray!"

The crew member was bewildered, his lips moving, unable to react.

Bang!

The gunshot rang out.

The crew member fell backward, fell into the sea, and disappeared.

Only the muffled sound of water came.

Then, the officer holding the gun walked towards the next person, looking at his face: "Pray..."

Bang!

The second gunshot rang out, and another corpse fell into the sea and disappeared.

Yu Shu turned his head back, staring blankly at the pitch-black seawater.

In a trance, he seemed to hear singing from afar, so distant.

And corpses, as if they were hallucinations, in the undulating waves, one corpse after another, drifted from afar.

Rotting, swelling, shattering, drifting with the waves.

Singing from the sea.

Against their direction, drifting slowly, going to a place they couldn't go.

He suddenly envied those hallucination-like corpses. Even in death, those faces carried a relief and peace that he might never be able to touch in his life.

Maybe, everyone is no different. After he dies, he will also have such a happy appearance.

Maybe?

"Pray————"

There was a muzzle pressed against his face, but he didn't care at all.

He just finally turned his gaze back, looking at that face that seemed severe and solemn, but, for some reason, he couldn't feel fear.

Even, he wanted to laugh.

"Praying won't work, and there is no heaven."

Yu Shu shook his head and told him in Imperial language: "You and I will both go to hell."

"————including your general."

Bang!

The furious officer pulled the trigger. Amidst the loud noise, a scream rang out.

But the one who fell wasn't Yu Shu, but the officer.

His arm was broken, and the hand holding the pistol fell to the ground, blood spraying.

Where did the gun come from?! In horror, he twitched, crawling on the ground, sluggishly looking at his wrist and palm, shouting something. Yu Shu couldn't understand the local language, but he could understand the word "A-Yi-Ba."

The local patients often used this word to call him, full of gratitude. Perhaps it meant doctor.

Unfortunately, there is no doctor.

Facing suffering, for the first time in his life, he put his hands in his pockets, feeling refreshed.

Before death came, he chose to turn his head and look at the sea again.

But there were no corpses in the sea.

It was as if everything that had just happened was like a hallucination.

There was no death either.

The hallucination abandoned him and went far away from him.

At that moment, it was dawn. ===== CHAPTER 414 =====

And there was no death.

The illusion abandoned him and went far away from him.

In that instant, the sky brightened.