Chapter 1230
Who threw the hornet's nest?!
Liufenyiyuantang.
In excruciating pain and exhaustion, he fainted and unknowingly had a dream.
In his dream, it was the life he had once longed for: no EVA, no Human Instrumentality Project, no backstabbing and intrigue, only the real Yui Ikari, gently by his side, and their son Shinji. Hmm. Just thinking about that good-for-nothing son who was always going against him made Rokusen feel a little disgusted. This son, he was better off without.
Even so, everything in his dream still made him feel incredibly fulfilled. At least, he had Yui Ikari and a period of peace. He no longer had to be chased and beaten by Choi Myung and lived in fear.
However, just as he closed his eyes, immersed in this false bliss, thinking that everything would continue like this, life suddenly changed.
With a gentle smile on his face, Yui turned around without hesitation and threw himself into the arms of the person he least wanted to see and hated the most!
Cui Ming!!!
"No!!!!!"
A bloodcurdling scream erupted from Sextant's throat. He opened his eyes abruptly, drenched in cold sweat, gasping for breath—Sextant was awake.
He stiffly turned his neck, staring at the white ceiling of the ward, stunned for a moment, his mind blank. It took him a while to slowly come to his senses.
It was a dream.
That's terrifying.
This dream nearly drove him to the brink of collapse. The fear of losing Yui Ikari and being utterly crushed by Choi's will still linger in his mind, refusing to dissipate. Moreover, the intense pain coursing through his body made him involuntarily furrow his brow and gasp.
Hey?
wrong!
His body aches? Wasn't he knocked unconscious? Why does he still hurt so much after waking up, and the pain is even worse, like countless tiny things are crawling and biting him?
Grass! ! !
Sextant's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition surged into his mind. Ignoring the excruciating pain all over his body, he mustered all his strength, his hand trembling as he reached out and yanked off the blanket covering him!
then
What he saw was countless buzzing wasps, densely crawling all over his body and in the gaps of his bandages, some even stinging his skin. The sound of their wings flapping was like a death knell!
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!! Help me!!!"
Sextant was terrified, his whole body trembling violently. He didn't even care about the excruciating pain of his reopened wounds. He roared with all his might, trying to shake off the wasps on his body, but the wasps kept multiplying and the pain from their stings grew stronger. He fell into utter despair and could only cry out for help helplessly.
Meanwhile, outside the ward, on a bench in the corridor, Spike, Tom, and Jerry sat in a row, each holding a large, sizzling steak, taking big bites, their mouths stuffed with meat, mumbling incoherently, while casually listening to Sextant's piercing screams coming from inside the ward.
Hmm! No need to worry about it! Anyway, the master's instructions were just to take good care of Sextant. As long as he's alive, it doesn't matter what he does. Besides, those screams are actually quite satisfying to hear.
Spike chewed on his steak, flicked his tail, and mumbled, "Speaking of which, the bait the boss gave us really worked. Look how loud it's making noise inside; the wasps must have all gone in."
Tom put down his steak, wiped his mouth with his paw, glanced at the ward door, nodded, and said, "Indeed. Judging from the noise, there are so many wasps. That guy's probably going crazy from all the stings." Spike smiled, shook his head smugly, and said to Tom and Jerry, "Hahaha! Tom, Jerry, did you know? This bait is actually what the boss uses to attract super beasts. It's incredibly powerful; just a small piece can attract countless bugs. By the way, you used the dosage I told you to, right? Don't put in too much, or you'll be in trouble."
Jerry immediately put down his steak, nodded vigorously, pointed at Tom with his little paw, and chattered, "Tom was prepared, he put it there!"
Tom was stunned for a moment upon hearing this. His eyes widened as he stared blankly at Jerry, scratching his head and asking in a puzzled tone, "Weren't you in charge of setting the bait? I thought you set it and then I didn't do anything about it!"
They exchanged a glance, their smugness and ease vanishing instantly, replaced by panic.
Oh no! I put in too much!!!
Both of them felt a sudden jolt of fear, realizing something was wrong. After all, their boss had said that the bait was extremely powerful, and only a little bit was needed. Now they both thought the other had used it, but it was likely that double, or even more, the amount had been used!
Meanwhile, in Sextant's ward, chaos had completely broken out—a massive battle of poisonous insects!
Originally, there were only wasps, but now, all sorts of venomous insects have been attracted by the bait: wasps, hornets, honeybees, and honeybees buzz and swarm around the ward; red imported fire ants crawl densely all over the bed, burrowing into the gaps in the bandages; mosquitoes, ticks, bedbugs, fleas, and lice cling to Sextant's body, biting him relentlessly; rove beetles, tussock moth larvae, caterpillars, and stinging caterpillars rub against his skin, causing waves of burning pain; centipedes and scorpions crawl around the bedside, occasionally stinging him with their stingers; black widow spiders and funnel-web spiders spin webs at the head of the bed, their eight legs dangling in front of his eyes; blister beetles and blister larvae crawl over him, leaving red, swollen marks; cockroaches, nymphs, and leeches are everywhere, some even crawling into his clothes.
All of these things are here!
Each venomous insect bit or stung the sextant, causing a mix of excruciating pain that was a hundred times worse than being brutally beaten by Cui Ming.
"Hmph hmph hmph ahh ...
Sextant's screams had changed; they were no longer the desperate cries of before, but whimpers mixed with pain, fear, and collapse. His whole body convulsed, his skin was red and swollen, covered with countless wounds. He wanted to struggle, but he didn't even have the strength to move. He could only let these poisonous insects torture him at will, wishing he could die immediately and be completely free.
The screams from the ward grew increasingly shrill, mixed with the buzzing and crawling of poisonous insects; the chaos and terror inside could be felt even through the door. Spike, Tom, and Jerry exchanged a glance, put down their steaks, and slowly walked to the ward door. They gently pushed the door open a crack and peeked inside.
At that one glance, all three of them froze—the ward was swarming with venomous insects. Sextant lay on the bed, his body swollen and convulsing, his screams almost hoarse. His appearance was so gruesome that it was unbearable to look at (though they felt no pity whatsoever). (End of Chapter)