All Villains

You can judge a person's depravity by the tone they use when confessing their crimes.

Those who are indifferent or issue warnings aren't usually that wicked; they might just want to show they're not to be trifled with.

But this Ah San bro, Sita, who could recount his crimes with a smile, clearly felt his transgressions were nothing.

Of course, doing that to animals is often joked about by netizens as a racial talent, so whether it's universally condemned is debatable.

However, the person who first interacted with Wen Xishu, Kane, was undeniably a beast.

"Hahahaha, why don't we pick our captain based on the severity of our crimes? I'm a death row inmate, but I think my crime is the least severe. The judge on the fourth floor really didn't know the law."

The others remained silent.

Wen Xishu also wanted to know the past of this soon-to-be teammate.

Kane was a tall, somewhat handsome white man. There were quite a few white people in the lower levels, so it wasn't strange.

Kane was very cheerful. If you only looked at his smile and first impression, without delving deeper, you wouldn't feel insulted by the word.

"I just like giving women a home... and then helping them leave this painful world. What's wrong with that?"

"You know, many women in the lower levels fantasize about finding a strong man who can change their class through the Tower of Slaughter."

"I'm that kind of person, hahahahaha. I have thirteen wives, none of them officially registered. I gave them their fantasies, and in the end, I took them away from the Bunker."

"When they were alive, they were worthless in the lower levels, but when they died, their bodies were full of treasures. I heard that organ transplants in Level Five hospitals can reduce risks and increase compatibility."

Kane's laughter was like that of a sunny young man. He didn't continue speaking.

But Wen Xishu already knew what kind of person he was.

His expression was relatively calm.

Wen Xishu had his own way of dealing with scumbags.

However, one point made Wen Xishu suddenly ponder.

Level Five facilities had some capabilities that made organ transplants easier. This should have been a good thing, but it also gave rise to certain industries.

Kane's behavior was certainly born of depravity, but without a market, he wouldn't have chosen to engage in such an industry.

A subsidiary function of a Level Five facility could spawn an evil industry.

So what about Level Six facilities?

This world was indeed full of variables. While people received salvation, they might also usher in new demons.

Devils never worried about extinction.

"And you, Mr. Wen Xishu, you're so young to be caught here, and you're quite good-looking. You could even go to the Tower of Desire. I imagine the crime you committed isn't simple."

Wen Xishu said:

"Oh, not really. I just had a little mental issue, but I don't think it was me. I'm mentally sound. The doctor was the one with the problem."

"Don't mind that my whole family is gone and only I'm alive, but they didn't die because of me, right? Ah, my memory isn't that good, I can't recall. But that's not important."

After Wen Xishu finished speaking, he flashed a Jack-like smile.

At this, Kane suddenly felt pressured.

Wen Xishu hadn't spoken a single lie, but the impression he created was that of a pervert who had caused his entire family's demise, and one who didn't think his actions were wrong in any way.

This truly made the others feel a chilling sense of dread upon deeper thought.

As expected, the gazes of those around him shifted towards Wen Xishu. Even Sita, the Ah San bro beside him, subconsciously took a step back.

Wen Xishu then looked at another teammate, a person with a distinctly Middle Eastern appearance.

"I... my name is Mendemuer. I, I'm innocent, truly innocent. My wife, no, my ex-wife... accused me of domestic violence, but I didn't!"

"I really didn't. I've left with nothing. I've also taken on her debts... I have nothing left, so I can only come to the Tower of Deception to strike gold."

They both came to the Tower of Slaughter because of women, but clearly, Mendemuer and Kane were worlds apart.

Kane put his arm around Mendemuer's shoulder and said, "Brother, you look like a chick. Don't be afraid. If we make it back alive, I'll teach you how to deal with your ex-wife. I think she must have sold well... oh no, I mean, she must be a good girl."

Sita was a bit annoyed. Why did such a weakling have a woman, while a strong man like him, who dared to cross species, had none?

Sita looked at the woman in the team. She had thick lips, which was quite a drawback, but her overall features were exquisite.

Wen Xishu's first reaction was that this woman was a spy.

Yes, from his observations earlier, most of the women around were disheveled and fierce-eyed, but this woman looked like a senior student from the Tower of Desire Academy.

Except for those thick lips that Wen Xishu couldn't appreciate, everything else hit the aesthetic points of most Asian men. Of course, some people just liked the "sausage lip" style.

Sita's gaze towards the woman was like he wanted to devour her.

However, the woman also had a dangerous aura that made Sita hesitant to approach. A good-looking woman who came to the Tower of Slaughter to make a living was inherently strange.

This was also why Wen Xishu thought this woman was a spy.

The woman said in a neither hot nor cold tone:

"My name is Park Mihee. I'm also a prisoner, accused of sexual bribery and blackmailing officials."

Wen Xishu's interest was piqued:

"Oh? Is that crime serious enough to be sent to the Tower of Deception?"

Park Mihee said:

"That depends on who you bribed. I used to hang around the Tower of Desire, it's not my first time entering the Three Towers. It's just that I wasn't content living below the sixth level of the Bunker. I wanted to climb higher."

For some reason, her words reminded Wen Xishu of the girl in the library.

At the Tower of Desire Academy, there was no shortage of girls like her who wanted to climb higher, and many used their looks and charm to change their social class.

But in the end, few of them met a good fate.

Park Mihee was an example of that.

"My looks were liked by quite a few people, and I was willing to do certain things to please those men, or women, or people of unknown gender."

"I carefully recorded everything each time... I thought that as long as I filmed it, I could one day use these recordings to threaten those scumbags who had families."

"But in the end, I failed. I thought I was the one who was open-minded and played the game boldly, but the people at the top were actually more twisted."

"When they heard I was going to blackmail them with these recorded videos, they arranged for someone to find me and take me to one of their dinners."

"That dinner had no main entrance; we went in through a secret passage from a celebrity's house... Inside were many high-level personnel from various organizations, people I couldn't normally access."

"In that moment, I realized the depravity and decadence of the upper echelons were beyond my imagination. The recordings I had were completely useless for blackmail. They even... played them with great interest to liven things up."

"In the end, I lost everything."

Wen Xishu nodded. On the surface, he accepted her explanation, but in his heart, he thought:

She seems a bit too forthcoming. As if she's eager to prove the legitimacy of her presence here, given her beautiful appearance.

Wen Xishu's suspicion towards Park Mihee didn't lessen; instead, it deepened.

Everyone's gaze quickly shifted to the last prisoner.

Unlike the others, this prisoner's mouth was sealed shut with an iron mask.