85: Chapter 85 Squeezing out the secrets, the monster behind it?

The waterbed swayed slightly.

Pale blue fluorescence cast flickering shadows across Chen Chen's cold, sharp jawline.

Blood Rose lay slumped on the edge, her pale skin pressed against the water's surface.

Her chest rose and fell at an extremely irregular rhythm.

Hearing Chen Chen's interrogation, her eyelids twitched twice as she forced herself to prop up her upper body.

Strands of wine-red hair clung to her neck.

Mist gathered again in her unfocused eyes, revealing a pitifully seductive charm.

Instead of answering, she bit her lower lip and crawled toward Chen Chen along the waterbed like a boneless water snake.

Her hands, with their chipped nail polish, climbed onto Chen Chen's thighs.

She tilted her face up; her collar was long gone, and her proud curves rubbed against Chen Chen's calves.

"Little wolf dog."

Her voice was sweet and cloying, the final syllables deliberately drawn out as she crawled up another two inches, reaching for Chen Chen's tactical belt.

"Why ask so much? There are plenty of good things in this camp. Just give me the word, and I'll give you my entire private vault. If we join forces, we can have whatever we want in this Flesh Wasteland..."

She pressed her cheek against Chen Chen's knee, her red lips slightly parted as she exhaled warm breath.

The unique aphrodisiac fragrance of the Succubus Poison Body began to diffuse once more.

She was gambling.

Gambling that no matter how strong this man's physical stamina was, he would eventually fall at her feet.

The madness of the night just now had been torture for her, but for a man, it should have been pure bliss.

As long as she could stir up his greed and desire, she could keep her secrets buried.

Chen Chen looked down at her.

A cigarette butt burned between his fingers, and ash fluttered down onto Blood Rose's fair shoulder.

It burned a small red dot.

Blood Rose groaned, her brows furrowing, but she didn't dare dodge, forcing a fawning smile instead.

Chen Chen extinguished the cigarette butt against the metal edge of the nightstand.

"It seems I didn't teach you the rules well enough just now."

His voice was calm, showing no anger, yet it was sharper and colder than a blade.

Blood Rose's heart pounded as she instinctively sensed danger and tried to pull back.

Chen Chen's movements were a hundred times faster than hers.

His large hand shot out, grabbing her long hair and yanking it back violently.

"Ah—!" she cried out in pain, the tugging on her scalp forcing tears from her eyes.

Chen Chen flipped over onto her, his knees pinning her struggling legs to the waterbed.

With the weight of nearly a hundred points of constitution pressing down, Blood Rose felt as if she were being crushed by a main battle tank, her breathing cut off.

"You think I'm negotiating with you?" Chen Chen throttled her.

His thumb and forefinger clamped down on her windpipe; with just a little more force, he could crush her neck.

Blood Rose's beauty and figure were worthless in this man's eyes.

"Cough... Let... let go..." She slapped at Chen Chen's forearms, but her resistance wasn't even enough to count as an itch to him.

"Not talking?" Chen Chen lowered his body, his firm muscles pressing against her collarbone.

A pure masculine pressure, accompanied by an appalling physical dominance, once again enveloped Blood Rose.

"Then we continue."

Chen Chen went straight for...

This behavior had moved beyond the realm of romance; it was a one-sided corporal punishment and interrogation.

The waterbed erupted into even more violent swaying than the night before.

She screamed out loud.

This time, there were no toxins to act as a buffer, nor was there any room for her to take the initiative.

What she faced was a tyrant with bottomless stamina and muscle density comparable to a prehistoric beast.

Fifteen minutes.

Her voice was completely hoarse; she couldn't shout for mercy, only making broken, airy sounds.

Thirty minutes.

She felt as if her internal organs were shifting and her skeleton was about to break apart into a pile of spare parts.

Her vision blurred into darkness.

The one thing the wasteland never lacked was women.

Chen Chen didn't care at all whether she lived or died; he only wanted information.

"I'll talk... I'll talk..." Blood Rose used her last ounce of strength to dig her fingers into the back of Chen Chen's hand, leaving several white marks.

She had surrendered.

If she didn't speak now, she wouldn't even see the morning sun.

Chen Chen stopped his movements but didn't get up.

He maintained his oppressive posture, looking down at the prey beneath him.

"I'll give you one minute."

Blood Rose gasped for air, her chest heaving violently, tears and sweat blurring her face.

She didn't even dare to activate her Succubus Poison Body now, for fear of further provoking this bringer of calamity.

"Five days ago..." Blood Rose said hoarsely, her words coming out in fits and starts.

"I led a team out to gather supplies and found a stop in an abandoned service area to the northwest. There was a small spatial teleportation array there. The platform was engraved with markings indicating it could teleport to a Tier 1 resource map."

The wasteland world had various hidden dungeons; once entered, one could obtain supplies and equipment far beyond the norm.

For any survivor team, this was an opportunity to reach the heavens in a single bound.

"I had more than a dozen elites with me at the time, and our equipment wasn't bad."

Recalling the scene, a deep fear surfaced in Blood Rose's eyes.

"I thought it was a fortuitous opportunity given by the system. I led my people to activate the teleportation array and went in."

"And then?" Chen Chen's tone was completely flat.

"It was a trap..."

She laughed miserably, her body trembling uncontrollably.

"It wasn't a resource map at all. The other end of the teleportation array was a closed underground slaughterhouse."

"As soon as we landed, we were attacked. My dozen or so elites were torn to shreds before they could even see the enemy's shadow. Blood was everywhere, and organs were hanging from the ceiling..."

She spoke incoherently, her fingers gripping the edge of the waterbed tightly.

"What was the thing that attacked you?" Chen Chen pressed, cutting straight to the heart of the matter.

"It's..."

Blood Rose swallowed hard. "It's the true leader of this camp. A semi-biochemical cyborg."

Chen Chen's brow twitched.

A semi-biochemical cyborg?

Such things weren't conventional Aberrations; they were more like products left behind by some high-tech civilization or monsters modified by powers possessing top-tier technology.

"He's not human?"

"He used to be."

She smiled bitterly. "Not anymore. Seventy percent of his body has been mechanically modified, and the remaining human tissue is severely mutated. He relies on eating human brains to maintain the activity of his nervous system."

No wonder.

Chen Chen sorted out the logic.

How could a woman with no background, relying solely on her looks and poison body, take control of a massive mobile camp and possess strategic facilities like an grade a nuclear reactor in just seven days?

It turned out there was a man-eating monster standing behind her.

"He ate all my subordinates. When it was my turn, I used my Succubus Poison Body."

Blood Rose closed her eyes, her face full of humiliation.

"The poison body's effect is greatly reduced against semi-mechanical organisms, but it preserved some of his human desires. He spared my life. The condition was..."

"The condition was that you would control this camp for him, going out to recruit and lure high-talent survivors, then sending them into the core area to be sacrificed as his food."

Chen Chen finished the sentence for her.

Blood Rose nodded dejectedly.

Using beauty as bait and the camp's military power and supplies as a front to lure in the strong of the wasteland, only for them to end up in that semi-biochemical cyborg's stomach.

It was a guaranteed profitable business.

"I'm just a puppet."

She opened her eyes and looked at Chen Chen. "The camp's self-destruct sequence and the control of the heavy artillery are all in the underground core area, all in that monster's hands. The control center you're looking for isn't in this room at all."

Chen Chen released his grip on her throat and flipped off the waterbed.

Stepping barefoot onto the red carpet, he casually picked up his tattered tactical vest from the floor and put it on.

This woman wasn't lying.

Based on the Radar data from when he snuck into the camp earlier, the area with the most concentrated energy reactions was underground.