Revenge After Death



One of the workers said, "You guys can go ahead to meet the boss. We'll bring the goods for examination."

Steven frowned as Eason pushed him away. "It'll be fine-"

Someone yanked me out of the car. I looked around anxiously. "Where are we? Help! Please help us!"

Maya was dragged out as well. She was crying as she hid behind me. "I'm scared, Nella."

"Don't be," I reassured her before looking at the hazmat workers. "Can you please let us go? We can pay you!"

They were trained to be obedient and ignored all of our questions.

We could only be pushed into an isolation cart upon our fruitless pleading.

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Someone said, "It's time for your medical examination."

There was even a designated place for medical examinations.

"What are we supposed to do?' I pretended to look scared while asking.

The worker replied, "Don't ask so many questions."

I squinted. This was probably a gynecological examination to see if we were virgins.

I definitely wasn't one. I would surely be 'destroyed' since I wasn't qualified. But Maya was still one. She could only rely on herself from now onward.

As expected, female workers came over to conduct physical examinations on us. Maya was labeled as qualified while I was unqualified. Somehow, this felt rather insulting.

I asked, 'Where are you bringing me to?"

Maya called out, "Nella!"

Maya and I were forcefully separated.

"Those who are unqualified are to be sent to Lab Capsule No. 2.*

I was forcibly thrown into Lab Capsule No. 2.

There were seven other people who were similarly unqualified inside. They were all cowering in fear in the corner, men and women alike.

That meant Quinton and his lackeys weren't the only ones sending goods over. There were still others, including villagers.

"How were you guys captured?' I asked.

One of them answered, "We passed by here while we were traveling."

Another said, "I'm an influencer. I got captured while I was walking around."

I looked at them, a sense of unease creeping in. "There was a group of people being loaded onto a cargo box by the time we arrived. We're not sure where they've been taken to."

They were probably being destroyed. The prospects of those people weren't looking good.

"Come and get your photos taken one by one!"

A group of workers came in swaggeringly, looking lecherous and behaving less disciplined than the ones before. They brought us out one by one and held up signs while taking our photos. They then uploaded them onto the dark web, openly listing prices.

Genome Society seemed to be involved in a wide range of underground industries. Those who were openly priced were targeted toward wealthy individuals overseas as disposable "pets".

I wondered what they were going to do with Maya, who was deemed qualified.

"This one is pretty. Too bad she isn't a virgin." Someone pinched my cheek teasingly. "Can I keep her for my own perusal?" the man asked one of the workers by the side, grinning lewdly.

The worker replied indifferently, "All of them are to be sent overseas. We can't keep them.""

That was their rule, lest any unforeseen complications might happen.

I frowned while looking at the good-looking men and women who were trembling. I sighed. I might not be able to save those who were taken away. I could only do my best to save the ones before me.

One of the workers said, "Line up for injections, pack them up after sedation, and load them onto the cars. Be sure not to make mistakes before we reach the dock!"

They had a systematic industry chain that led right to the dock to send live people out of the country. That was why there were so many missing persons who disappeared without a trace.