Chapter 57: Volume 1 Chapter 57 Black-bellied x Arrogant (21)

After being abducted by Xie Wuchen, Jiang Zhi's mind was full of thoughts on how to increase her Hatred Value.

This guy is not as easy to raise Hatred Value as the villains in other worlds; Xie Wuchen feels guilty toward her and regrets all the harm he previously caused her.

Therefore, no matter how Jiang Zhi tortures him, it is useless.

Physical attacks are ineffective, so she can only use magical attacks.

Xie Wuchen built a prosperous ancient European-style castle on a high mountain cliff offshore, away from the city.

Like a building in a large-scale game that defies gravity and logic, when the man held her in his arms and lifted her up, the icy sea wind poured into the side of her neck, and a chilly coolness covered her pores.

She shivered, her body trembling uncontrollably. As soon as Xie Wuchen noticed, he raised his finger and enveloped them in a transparent isolation shield, blocking everything from the outside world.

The chill faded, and the immobile Jiang Zhi could only lean against the man's embrace.

Upon entering the castle, she was gently placed on the sofa. The man had no intention of releasing the ability that restrained her movements; he poured himself a cup of warm water and brought it to her lips.

Jiang Zhi pressed her lips tightly, turned her face away, and refused to look at him.

Xie Wuchen narrowed his eyes, his expression teasing, his thin lips slowly moving toward her until they stopped by her ear, whispering like a lover:

"Zhizhi, I don't mind passing water mouth-to-mouth."

Jiang Zhi suddenly turned her head and gave him a cold glance.

Xie Wuchen chuckled lightly, as gentle as ever, "I was just joking."

The godlike-looking man took out a potion from his spatial ability; the potion was deep blue in color, its hue strange and unpleasant.

He gently lifted the girl's slender white arm; a faint white light shone down from above, her skin smooth like white porcelain, faint cyan veins subtly surfacing, pulsing with vitality.

"Xie Wuchen!! What are you doing?!"

Jiang Zhi struggled to speak, her pallid face lowered, her richly colored brows and eyes showing a hint of unease.

Xie Wuchen opened his eyes; his black pupils held a pathological possessiveness, and his thin lips could not help but curl upward.

"From now on, Zhizhi belongs to me, forever mine."

As the ice-blue potion was injected into her arm's blood vessels, Jiang Zhi clearly felt her body beginning to change.

The abilities tied to her bloodline began to separate and break free.

Pain throbbed densely in her chest; Jiang Zhi's eyes reddened at the corners, physiological tears spilled, she bit her lips tightly, half of her clear, exquisite profile buried in the sofa corner, her body trembling incessantly.

Xie Wuchen held her in his arms; a Light Healing System ability enveloped them, filling the space with warm light.

The powerful Light Healing System ability quickly dispelled the pain in her chest.

Jiang Zhi fell into a coma.

The light persisted until midnight before it began to fade.

Xie Wuchen released the girl from his embrace, staggered to his feet, and the black patterns spreading from the corners of his eyes became clearer and more ferocious in the light pouring in from outside the window.

The black patterns covered his entire body, even growing on the whites of his eyes, accompanied by unbearable intense pain.

He was already accustomed to it; his gaze swept over the girl on the sofa, then he turned and left with unsteady steps.

Five days later.

Jiang Zhi slowly woke up, and the first thing she noticed was the disappearance of her abilities.

She couldn't even summon a floor tile, having returned to being an ordinary person.

That potion had completely eradicated her abilities; Xie Wuchen had long planned this, aiming to imprison her forever by his side.

Jiang Zhi threw off the blankets; as her snow-white bare feet touched the floor, her legs went weak and she collapsed to the ground, unable to support herself.

Now she is practically a cripple.

"Xie Wuchen!" she gritted her teeth.

In the huge room, besides her there was no one else; Jiang Zhi quickly calmed down, looked around, and her gaze stopped at the floor-to-ceiling window.

She supported herself with a chair, step by step moving to the floor-to-ceiling window; perhaps Xie Wuchen thought she wouldn't wake so soon, or wouldn't think to come here, so the window had no protective measures and faced the sea.

Below it was a cliff as deep as a ten-thousand-foot abyss.

If she jumped down, she had an eighty-something percent chance of death.

But a person must always gamble once.

Jiang Zhi took a deep breath, pushed open the window, and with difficulty lifted her leg onto the chair until her whole body sat on the windowsill.

At that moment, hurried footsteps sounded outside the door; as the door was burst open from outside, Jiang Zhi leaned backward and fell.

Her body instantly left the ground, a strong weightlessness forcing her to hold her breath; as she lifted her gaze, a familiar face appeared before her.

The black-haired man raised his hand and released a gravity ability.

The weightlessness vanished; her whole body floated in the air until she drifted into the man's embrace.

The emotionally turbulent Xie Wuchen held her and returned to the bedroom, his breathing rapid, the edges of his pupils filled with bloodshot veins, staring intently at her face, residual fear and madness lingering.

"Zhizhi, Zhizhi."

The rescued Jiang Zhi calmed her emotions, glanced at him lightly, and asked.

"Do you like me?"

Xie Wuchen gazed deeply at her, the thick love in his eyes exposed to the air.

"I love you."

Jiang Zhi laughed, holding her stomach.

Recalling his deeds in the Evil-doers Organization, all of this seemed especially ironic.

The man who clearly treated her as a toy ended up loving the toy.

"Xie Wuchen, do you still remember what you yourself said?"

Xie Wuchen's pupils contracted sharply; he wanted to move closer, but she evaded him without mercy.

He opened his mouth to apologize, but the girl spoke first.

You like me, so can I ask you to do anything?

Xie Wuchen's slender black eyes were deep and shallow, shining astonishingly, "Besides letting you go, I will agree to anything you ask."

Jiang Zhi leaned sideways in the chair, legs crossed, looking down: "Fine. Bring a few handsome guys to my room; I want to see handsome guys."

The girl lifted her delicate white chin, her mischievously upturned eye corners holding a smile, filled with anticipation for handsome guys.

The light in Xie Wuchen's pupils dimmed, as if submerged in winter snow, and the gentleness in his brows and eyes gradually gave way to a layer of cold frost.

Seeing him remain silent for a long time, Jiang Zhi raised an eyebrow: "What? You don't want to?"

Xie Wuchen remained silent for a long while; shortly after, his downcast eyes reflected the aloof, stunning girl, his steps moved forward then stopped, and his low voice carried a hint of humility.

"Zhizhi, don't make me angry, okay?"

Jiang Zhi gave a faint smile, her gaze at him especially cold: "You don't like me? Why won't you meet my demands?"

Xie Wuchen stared foolishly at the fleeting smile on her face, his voice weak yet firm.

"...... You are mine."

Jiang Zhi let out a cold laugh: "I am my own, not yours!"

Xie Wuchen didn't utter a word, completely failing to take her words to heart.

Jiang Zhi didn't want to waste more words on him, getting straight to the point: "If you want my forgiveness, you can."

After a pause, ignoring the man's delighted pupils, she said calmly: "Go destroy the Evil-doers Organization, and I will forgive you."

The Evil-doers Organization now has power equal to the base, committing all kinds of evil; most of the surviving humanity have died at their hands.

This was her only wish before her death.