Jiang Hua Mang’s personal mission 3 was completed very smoothly.
However, looking at the towering pile of various matters on the desk that still needed handling, she felt quite overwhelmed.
No one had mentioned that completing a personal mission would earn a reward from the MF Group!
After tidying up the notice at the door, Jiang Hua Ying was just about to go back and rest when Si Ning stopped her.
“Now that the Council is dissolved and Young Master Zane has been removed from his position, it naturally follows that Miss, you are the rightful heir to take charge of the MF Group.” Si Ning composed herself and, with an impressively strong mindset, returned to her post.
Jiang Hua Ying was reluctant to accept this hot potato.
“But everyone is glad to see you become the person in charge!” Si Ning looked at her with a proud, comforting, yet affectionate gaze.
Nobody knew what was wrong with the MF Group’s Cameras—three days in and they kept breaking down.
While Butcher was carrying Jiang Hua Cai up to the top floor, one of the Cameras surprisingly activated on its own and followed them.
Because of the chaos on-site, no one noticed it.
Everything happening inside the MF Tower was being broadcast live.
Jiang Hua Ying had originally thought that seeing such a scene would cause dissatisfaction or even unrest among the people. But surprisingly, she was met with unprecedented enthusiastic support.
“Because of your special identity, you serve as the bridge connecting the upper and lower city districts. This is also the first time the two districts have reached a consensus.” Si Ning explained it this way.
The people of the Upper City lived by the law of the jungle, where the strong ruled over the weak.
If before they admired Jiang Hua Cai for being different, now, after Butcher decisively cleaned house within the group and won Butcher’s allegiance, their devotion to her became fanatical worship.
Meanwhile, the people of the Lower City were cheering and celebrating.
Although they knew Jiang Hua Cai’s identity, it did not erase the fact that she had come from the Lower City, climbing from the lowest rungs of society—an ordinary two-legged sheep—to finally stand atop the pyramid.
No one was more inspiring or better symbolized the Freedom Symbol.
“…So now, Miss, you are the one everyone has been waiting for!” Si Ning’s cheeks flushed with excitement, radiating a proud feeling like a family watching their daughter come of age.
Jiang Hua Ying glanced at her, then at the troublesome affairs before her, and decisively made a choice: “Has Young Master Zane woken up yet?”
Si Ning was momentarily caught off guard by her sudden thought process, then answered: “He’s awake. Young Master Zane has completed his treatment, but he’s still quite weak. His leg prosthetic is still being adjusted, so he can’t walk yet.”
“That’s enough.” Jiang Hua Cai happily started working with her hands. “Send all this to him, let him work well, or else no medicine for treatment.”
Si Ning: “O-okay.”
After sending Si Ning off, Jiang Hua Cai collapsed into the wide office chair.
Finally… finally, it was almost time to leave the Game!
Only one last day remained.
Now all she had to do was figure out how to erase the last bit of black fog from Butcher and Xin Kelai.
Maybe she could give them a gift, or prepare a little surprise.
Jiang Hua Ying pondered as she spun around on her chair.
“Whoosh!”
An M-shaped double pyramidal object suddenly scraped against the back of the chair, fell to the floor, and rolled several rounds.
Before she could pick it up, it accidentally triggered the power switch, flashing a few times before turning on the projector and playing a video.
A man sat on a chair, looking somewhat nervous but with eyes that darted around restlessly—a thoroughly mercantile expression.
Jiang Hua Dong immediately recognized him as that unscrupulous merchant NPC!
She stopped spinning her chair and continued watching.
Sounds of doors opening and closing came from the footage—someone had entered the room.
The merchant had been locked up for quite some time. Seeing the newcomer, he immediately said, “When I sold Butcher to you guys, I didn’t hide anything. I explained every issue clearly. No matter how greedy I am, I wouldn’t dare cheat the MF Group, right?”
A voice off-camera interrupted: “We’re not asking about that. Butcher was sold from your hands—who did you sell him to, how many times was he flipped? Tell me every detail.”
The merchant, realizing this wasn’t trouble for him, breathed a huge sigh of relief: “That goes back three or four years ago…”
Jiang Hua Dong skipped over the parts concerning herself.
Merchant: “…You won’t believe it, but on the day the wealthy lady transferred Butcher, I happened to be nearby and saw the entire process.”
“The rain was pouring down so hard—perfect for shooting a tragic scene. Anyway, the wealthy lady brought Butcher to the exchange point and sold him face-to-face to the new buyer.”
“The new buyer really liked Butcher and was very interested in his flaws. They settled the deal right then and there. The wealthy lady left swiftly without even looking back. Butcher just stood there, unmoving in the rain, like a statue. No matter what the new buyer said, he didn’t react.”
“Not long after, I heard news that Butcher was sold again, and then passed around multiple times. I’ve lost count of how many times.”
“You ask why? It’s obvious—Butcher wouldn’t obey his master! Nowadays, if you can’t control something, it gets thrown away. If Butcher were powerful, he would’ve been sent to the scrap yard long ago.”
“Later, I saw there was still some value left in him, so I took him back. It was the sharp eyes of the MF Group that saw Butcher’s potential. Haha.” The merchant laughed flirtatiously, a master at currying favor.
Off-camera, the questioner asked about Butcher’s first master and other details.
At this point, Jiang Hua Cai understood everything.
The reason Butcher agreed to the pinky promise and would disobey the Council’s orders on the 198th floor was because he had always recognized her as his only master.
The MF Group had never been able to make Butcher submit, so they had to find the merchant again.
Unable to solve the problem, they chose to eliminate the source of the problem.
But by then, the Game had already shut down, and naturally, the MF Group couldn’t find her.
After the merchant’s interrogation, there was a segment of experimental recordings.
The video showed Butcher enduring countless inhumane experiments—Experiment Bodies clashing like fighting beasts—and repeated brainwashing to force him to accept a master.
The MF Group tried every means to make Butcher submit, but all failed.
In the end, they resorted to wiping away all of Butcher’s humanity, turning him into a killing machine.
The screen was silent, yet Jiang Hua Ying felt it was deafening.
She got down from her office chair and came to the small Recording Device, awkwardly fiddling with it.
The video started playing again from the beginning.
Jiang Hua Cai didn’t stand up; she just hugged her knees and sat curled up, watching intently like a little moldy mushroom hiding in a corner.
A damp, restless unease welled up from her chest, growing between her ribs and flesh, tugging with a sour sting.
The video finished playing again. Jiang Hua Cai picked up the Recording Device, never having been so eager to see Butcher.
Running out of the office, Jiang Hua Ying realized just how huge the MF Tower really was.
She had no clue where Butcher was.
After wandering around and asking Si Ning again, Jiang Hua Ying suddenly remembered she had yet to check one crucial place!
She hurried back to her bedroom on the 199th floor.
Pushing open the door, the room was pitch dark. All the lights were off, and the curtains were drawn tightly.
Jiang Hua Cai took a deep breath, calming her racing heartbeat from the run, stepped inside, and closed the door behind her.
As the last sliver of outside light was cut off, the room plunged back into darkness.
“Yi Cai?” she whispered softly toward the large bed.
The sheets were in disarray, half hanging to the floor. Pillows and blankets were piled up messily, and her clothes—both those changed last night and fresh ones from the wardrobe—were all tossed on the bed.
It looked like… some kind of nesting behavior.
Jiang Hua Ying’s heart beat faster. She cautiously reached out to touch the bulging lump beneath the covers: “Yi Cai, you—”
Before her fingertips even landed, a tremendous force yanked her under the blanket.
Her back hit the soft mattress, making her body bounce slightly before being pressed down by another warm male body.
Her wrists were caught by hands like iron clamps over her head. Beyond the thin layer of fabric, there was nothing between them.
Jiang Hua Ying didn’t dare to breathe hard—any little movement could press her even closer to him.
Butcher’s cold ram skull was buried deep in her neck and shoulder, the adjacent muscles burning like red-hot iron. His subcutaneous veins throbbed violently, accompanied by a series of urgent, suppressed breaths.
Butcher was in a very bad state.
Like a wild beast provoked, he showed intense danger.
Trying to move, Jiang Hua Ying softened her voice, doing her best to appear weak and harmless: “Yi Cai, it’s me. How come you’re here? I’ve been looking for you.”
The response was even stronger control.
Butcher’s other hand slipped between the mattress and her back, forcing her upper body hard against his sturdy chest with such strength it seemed he wanted to embed her inside himself.
This intimate posture pushed one leg between her thighs.
The rough fabric of his work pants rubbed her delicate skin raw, a prickling, stinging sensation.
Jiang Hua Ying felt like a huge beast had bitten her neck artery and chest—any slight movement would tear them apart.
Her nose was filled entirely with the scent of Butcher’s shower gel.
Despite everything, Butcher hadn’t forgotten to wash off the blood, keeping himself smelling fresh.
“I think… I’ve gone bad,” Butcher’s harsh, urgent voice came from behind her ear, “Stay… stay away from me.”
His grip didn’t loosen one bit.
His sharp eyebrows tore at the little remaining sanity he had left.
Zane’s words were like a virus, madly invading Butcher’s brain, making him unable to control his emotions.
Desperate to see Jiang Hua Dong, but instinctively suppressing the overwhelming desire, fearing he might lose control and hurt her.
Finally, he found the bedroom—the place filled with her sweet fragrance.
Butcher’s condition had clearly reached the breaking point, and Jiang Hua Cai desperately needed to do something.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck her mind.
“System, use Special Pacification!”
[Automatic use failed… please select manually.]
[Do you want to choose “Xin Kelai’s Special Pacification”?]
[Yes / No]
Jiang Hua Ying: “?”
What was this situation now?
Hurriedly, she opened her personal panel and saw Butcher’s “Special Pacification” was inexplicably locked in gray and unusable.
Only Xin Kelai’s was still available.
The air under the blanket grew thinner and thinner, and Jiang Hua Ying felt her head about to burst into a pulp.
No time to hesitate, she quickly shouted inside her mind: “Yes! Yes! Yes!”
[Special Pacification triggered.]
Butcher suddenly let out a suppressed groan, his spine involuntarily arching.
His body temperature began to rise abnormally, his muscles harder than before, like glowing hot iron.
Between mountains, a flag was raised.
Jiang Hua Ying’s green eyes widened, frozen like a startled rabbit.
“Master, I’m in pain.” Butcher’s hoarse voice came through the burning breath into her ear.
Jiang Hua Ying’s scalp almost exploded from his panting.
She never imagined the pacification would be like this!
Damn this system!
Butcher’s endurance seemed to have reached its limit.
He loosened his hold on her wrists, wildly clawing around, instantly tearing the fragile sheets to shreds.
At the same time, he clumsily tried to appease Jiang Hua Cai, attempting to kiss her like a human, forgetting that he was no longer human—normal kisses were impossible for him.
“Master… so painful… Master, Master, Master…”
This chaotic monster had no other way but to endlessly call out to Master, begging for her love.
Jiang Hua Ying felt herself melting inside, her heart softening.
After all, she was about to leave this world soon, and might never see him again.
If that’s the case, then indulging a little, fulfilling Butcher’s wishes, wasn’t impossible…
“You…” Jiang Hua Dong’s voice was hoarse as soon as she spoke. She turned away, cheeks flushed bright red, and pushed Butcher: “You get off first.”
Despite feeling like she was about to be cooked alive, Butcher obediently rolled over and got off the bed.
“Come down,” Jiang Hua Ying lifted the covers, and the flowing air chilled her face, but didn’t reduce the heat.
Butcher knelt on the floor, the fabric of his work pants stretched tight, outlining his solid thigh muscles.
Jiang Hua Dong lifted her legs and grabbed the torn sheets, pulling out wrinkle after wrinkle. “Take off my shoes.”
Butcher lowered his head and obeyed. His glowing red electronic eyes were like two burning flames, fierce enough to scorch away the darkness.
The work pants’ belt was pried open sharply, and the fire inside flared even more.
Jiang Hua Ying grabbed Butcher’s horn, her throat trembling as she asked, “Are you better now?”
Her thighs were about to cramp from the strain.
Butcher responded with a rolling breath and a lingering, possessive sigh that seemed to want to swallow her whole: “Master. Master.”
Where had the delicate Miss ever done such exhausting physical work?
Seeing Butcher completely give up and stop struggling, she let herself relax.
Butcher looked at her quietly, his thumb pressing her slender ankle, not giving her a chance to stop halfway.
The black fog’s density diminished bit by bit.
Finally: “Ding!”
[Personal Mission (2/3): Eliminate Butcher’s Corruption Value, completed.]
Jiang Hua Ying had never found the system notification sound so pleasant.
She could no longer hold on, collapsing onto the bed exhausted, drenched in sweat.
Butcher panted rapidly, his chest rising and falling violently, still clutching her ankle tightly, then carefully massaged her aching, cramped muscles over and over again.
“Rest easy.” Butcher was warm and close like a big dog.
Amidst the flickering red light, the human girl’s platinum hair spread chaotically across the bed. Her eyes held a thin layer of mist, and a faint flush crept over her entire skin.
“Go away!” Jiang Hua Dong hastily pushed Butcher, but had no strength left.
Butcher bent one knee, half-kneeling on the floor.
His cold skull kissed the pink hollow behind her knee, probing inch by inch: “I want to make Master comfortable too.”
The tear barely hanging on her eyelashes fell when she heard those words.
Glancing at his terrifying size mismatch, trembling in weakness, she dashed out without even putting on shoes: “No need, I’m fine, I don’t need it!”
“Don’t follow me!”
Butcher’s movement was halted by her stern command.
Jiang Hua Ying ran out of the room as if fleeing, disappearing from sight before Butcher slowly withdrew his gaze.
It was alright—once Butcher had learned how, he could make Master comfortable.