Born Human, Seeking Only Peace of Mind

Because the city's power system had collapsed, Canchino Avenue was shrouded in darkness without the slightest bit of light.

Yu Yuan arrived at the door of Residence No. 68. The door was tightly shut, and there was not a sound inside.

But in the Wasteland World, a locked door was itself suspicious.

After listening repeatedly and confirming there was no sound at all inside the room,

he took out his lockpicking tools.

In just three seconds, the not particularly high-grade door was easily opened.

The effects of his Excellent Grade Lockpicking skill were already beginning to show.

Carefully closing the door behind him, Yu Yuan gripped his Kukri and searched the room for any Refugees who might have stayed behind.

After being strengthened once, the [Street Rat] title allowed his Dim-Light Vision to roughly make out the outlines of objects even in total darkness. Though it was still not very clear, it was much better than the previous vague blur.

But after searching the entire place, he found neither any Refugees who might have remained behind nor the woman with the tear mole.

"Did I guess wrong? Was that woman not captured here?" Yu Yuan frowned slightly. If so, things would be troublesome.

Yet, looking at the furniture and household Items scattered all over the room, he instinctively felt that something was off.

Tap...

His ears twitched as an extremely faint sound entered them.

The sound was so slight that he would never have heard it if his hearing had not been enhanced.

He slowly felt his way toward where the sound was coming from.

Slap, slap, slap...

The sound became clearer and clearer.

When Yu Yuan opened another locked door, he discovered that he had entered the garage. The sound was coming from the Basement on the other side of it.

"Heh heh, Monkey and the others still haven't come back. They must've run into someone tough. Now all the supplies are mine. Bitch, I've wanted you for a long time. Now you and all these supplies belong to me alone."

Slap...

Pushing open the Basement door, Yu Yuan saw light spill through the crack. A man stood with his back to him, bare-chested and swinging a long whip in his hand as he vented his lust.

I found the right place. She's here after all! Yu Yuan was delighted.

He raised his folding hand crossbow and aimed at the man's back.

Whoosh—

The bolt struck the man in the back, sinking halfway in.

"Ah..."

The man turned around in disbelief. What greeted him was the cold gleam of the Kukri.

Yu Yuan quickly checked every corner of the Basement. After confirming there were no other enemies, he was about to look at the woman when his movements suddenly stopped.

Even though he had long experienced the evil and twisted nature of humanity in the Wasteland World, his hair still stood on end.

He raised the Kukri and viciously chopped down at the man again.

There was no other reason.

He had seen the family of three from the pink wallet's photograph, all of them in the Basement.

The only difference was this.

The handsome male head of the household had been hanged by a rope around his neck. He was already dead, but his body was covered in cuts and slash wounds, a horrible sight to behold.

The child had been stuffed into a paint bucket and drowned in paint. The body floated inside, already swollen.

The woman with the tear mole was the only survivor of the family of three.

But her hands were tied with rope, and she hung suspended in the air. Her body was covered with wounds of all sizes from scratching, biting, and whipping. Not an inch of skin was intact, and she had been tortured until she was nearly unrecognizable.

If not for the faint rise and fall of her chest, one would have thought she had already been tortured to death.

Even so, Yu Yuan guessed that she was already on the verge of death.

He sliced through the rope with his Kukri and lowered the woman to the floor. She was unconscious.

Looking at the wounds covering her body, some of which had already curled open,

he then lowered the man's body as well. That was all he could do.

A man's wallet lay on the ground. Inside was the man's identification. Yu Yuan looked at it. His name was—Fedmon.

He also found the woman's identification on the floor. Her name was—Mona.

The good news was that he had found the woman.

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The bad news was that Yu Yuan had no desire whatsoever to complete the [Lust Card] mission. If he had to choose, he would rather go catch sheep.

He took a deep breath.

Yu Yuan began moving through the room. With the threat eliminated, the residence was temporarily safe for him.

He had also spotted many desperately needed supplies here, so he had to gather them quickly.

First was a complete toolbox sitting on a Basement shelf. It contained not only screwdrivers, wrenches, hex keys, needle-nose pliers, locking pliers, Pipe Wrenches, and other tools of this type, but even a complete electric drill set.

He packed them all up and listed them.

Next, he found the stainless steel pipes and faucet needed to build a Water Collector, as well as two PVC water pipes—enough to build Level 1 Ventilation.

He also found electrical wire, copper wire, butane canisters, portable gas stoves, metal polishers, cleaning agents, electrician's pliers, pipe sealing tape, sealant, and other everyday household supplies that were difficult to find outside.

Yu Yuan treated these items like treasure. He put the small or lighter items into his backpack, while listing all the large, heavy, and inconvenient-to-carry items.

Soon, Taotao Cave's limit of twenty-five listed items was full, and his backpack was stuffed with various tools and Parts.

He planned to make another trip. For now, he had only taken the urgently needed supplies from the Basement. The supplies in the garage and the residence above had not yet been collected.

By the time Yu Yuan returned, an hour had passed.

The garage was sealed by a rolling shutter door, so he did not need to worry about anyone spotting the light.

All he had to do was use a few towels to block the gap between the shutter and the ground, then he could turn on his flashlight and search without worry.

The car in the garage had already been dismantled into Parts, with all kinds of tools scattered across the floor.

He successfully acquired the vehicle air-conditioning exhaust fan needed to build [Ventilation]. He also listed every potentially useful item left behind, including the car battery, speakers, air-conditioning compressor, spark plugs, onboard computer, engine, turbocharger, and more.

It did not matter if the Hideout could not hold them. The air-raid passage had plenty of space.

What pleased Yu Yuan most was finding two truck tarps in the garage.

The two truck tarps were exceptionally sturdy and waterproof. Though Yu Yuan had no immediate use for them in his Hideout, they would definitely be popular with players surviving in the Wilderness.

He listed them all.

There was no way he could take all the supplies from this residence, no matter how many trips he made. The construction materials and tools alone were impossible to carry away completely.

It seemed the owners had been preparing to build something before. Several bags of quick-drying Cement and similar materials were piled up in the Basement.

Yu Yuan could only take the important supplies he urgently needed. He could return for the rest whenever he needed them later.

When he returned to the Basement again, he noticed that the woman with the tear mole had woken up at some point.

Calling it waking up was hardly accurate. She was not much different from dead.

Her gaze was numb, devoid of soul and thought. She merely stared blankly at the male corpse in the distance.

Only an empty shell remained.

Yu Yuan let out a long sigh at the sight.

He stepped forward and placed the pink wallet before her eyes. The smiling family of three in the photo was painfully glaring.

At that moment, the woman's eyes moved.

She stared blankly at the photograph with a somewhat vacant gaze. A streak of bloody tears slowly ran down her face.

Then she looked at Yu Yuan, her lips trembling slightly.

"K-Kill me!" Her voice was hoarse and despairing.

Yu Yuan looked into her eyes and let out a heavy breath.

He placed the dagger taken from the Refugees, along with two packs of food, in front of her.

"I killed the Refugees for you, including the three who went out. This is all I can do. I took some of your supplies as payment for killing them. I don't recommend dying. Only by living can you send everyone you believe deserves death to hell."

Without waiting for her response, Yu Yuan turned and left.

Although he had told the woman with the tear mole to keep living, surviving was easier said than done.

Without antibiotics or medical treatment, given the severity of her injuries, she likely would not even make it through the night.

—She was going to die.

Yu Yuan did not know that as he turned and left, the woman with the tear mole deeply engraved his silhouette into her mind.

When he left the residential area and returned to the Hideout, it was already two in the morning. After five hours of running back and forth, Yu Yuan was exhausted, but what he needed to do tonight was not yet over.

He had followed his heart, but he had also driven himself into a desperate situation.

He did not regret his choice, because as a human, he sought only peace of mind.

But he still had to get rid of the [Lust Card]. He did not want to die so inexplicably.

Therefore, he had to do something...

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