Chapter 120 Spider 7

The forest was lush, its verdant canopy covering the sky. Lin Yue could smell the fragrance of the grass and trees. The forest he had never set foot in before had now become his burial place.

There was silence all around, only his panting and uncontrollable groans of pain could be heard.

He was dragged deep into the forest. For some reason, the spider didn't eat him, but instead wrapped him in silk. Its dark eyes stared at him. Lin Yue could actually see confusion and bewilderment in its eyes.

The fangs pierced his flesh impatiently.

Lin Yue was used to this kind of torture, his expression numb, except for the occasional trembling of his fingers.

He belatedly realized that he had regained control of his body. While surprised, he understood the spider's reason for confusion. When the venom was injected into his body, his internal organs should have quickly turned into liquid, making it easier for the spider to absorb it.

But he could still feel the existence of his internal organs, although they were as broken and damaged as he was.

Some people in the town say that Lin Yue is a sickly person.

This statement was true. When Lin Yue was young, the thing he was most exposed to was medicine. He tried both Western and Chinese medicine, but his condition didn't improve and only worsened. Later, to save money for his family, he forced himself to tell Lin Jindong that he was fine and that the medicine prescribed by the old Chinese medicine doctor in town was very effective.

The old Chinese doctor picked the medicine from the forest himself, so it is cheap.

Lin Yue relies on traditional Chinese medicine to survive.

The medicinal properties had long since seeped into his bloodstream. Perhaps it was precisely because of the medicinal properties within his body, fighting against the venom that had seeped into his body, that he hadn't died for so long.

Still able to endure the inhuman torture.

Lin Yue laughed out loud.

When the delicate and beautiful boy laughed, tears flowed from his eyes without warning, sliding down the corners of his eyes and falling onto the cold grass.

He didn't know where the strength came from. As the spider thrust its fangs into his belly again, he grabbed a rock and smashed it into its eyes, smashing them in a 360-degree angle. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he nearly fainted from the pain.

Blackwater Town had been his home for many years. Here lived his father, his younger brother, and his mother, who lay dormant. And there were so many grandparents, uncles, aunts, brothers, and sisters who lived there with him. He didn't want to see his home destroyed, didn't want to see them being eaten by spiders.

He stood up to the spider.

I'm not afraid even if I die.

The kindness in his bones and his love for his hometown filled the young man's frail body with the courage to fight for his life.

In the end, this is the result.

His body, devoid of all life, was suddenly filled with other emotions. It was resentment, hatred, and sadness. These negative emotions brought him unprecedented strength and heart-wrenching pain.

The spider howled horribly.

The slimy stone hit its big belly again, regardless of the torture suffered by its flesh and body, with the idea of dying together.

He tasted splattered spider goo.

The boy, who has always been clean and cannot stand the slightest dust, doesn't care about the blood and dirt on his face.

The warmth he once felt, after peeling back its veil, revealed a hideous and terrifying appearance, even scarier than a spider. He vented his anger by hitting the spider's hard shell with a stone, and its shattered heart and lungs splattered on the ground.

He paid the same price.

The trees, flowers, and the earth covering the ground remained silent, unaffected until the crimson blood and sticky black liquid mixed together, and the rotting, twisted limbs and the horrific, grotesque, broken legs merged into one.

The fragrance was replaced by a foul odor.

——The spider, which was revered as a powerful god by the townspeople, with its sharp legs and hard carapace, was easily killed by a dying boy.

…

A long, long time passed.

It was so long that Lin Yue thought he would never wake up again. However, when he opened his eyes, he felt the pain in his body, as if it were being broken and then rebuilt. He had become very tolerant of the pain, and without frowning, he lay quietly in the heap of stinking corpses.

Memories grew hazy. The vivid past seemed to have been swirled in muddy, dirty water. Recalling it made him sick to his stomach, but in the blink of an eye, it became less significant, like a gust of wind blowing across his cheek, or a blade of grass he accidentally touched while walking, no longer able to stir his emotions.

Standing up by holding onto the tree trunk, he caught a glimpse of the spider's hideous legs and felt a strange sensation of a heavy object falling to the ground on his buttocks.

So strange.

The thought passed through his mind quickly, as if it was what he should have done.

He moved his unfamiliar feet and slowly walked towards the place of home deep in his mind, where there was his loving mother, his protective father, and the kind townspeople. When he walked to the familiar streets, the scenery was unfamiliar, and he heard the townspeople sticking their heads out, screaming for help.

The way they looked at him was not as kind as before, nor was it the guilty indifference they had that night, but rather a very strong sense of guilt.

The giant spiders foraging in the town slumped to the ground, frozen. They feared it, just as humans fear spiders. Lin Yue lowered his eyes, turned around, and hid in the dilapidated thatched hut. Then, screams filled his eardrums.

His expression was as still as a pool of stagnant water.

The ground was soon soaked with water.

He huddled in the corner, face up, until his tears dried. The thatched roof creaked uncomfortably in the cold night wind, and when the beams fell, he watched them crash down beside him.

The wind from the falling object rippled across his body like a knife, making his scarred body even more broken.

He doesn't care.

I stared at the hole. The moon hung high in the sky, clear and bright. Amidst the whistling cold wind, the moonlight that fell on me had a chill like frost and snow.

He couldn't help but recall the last time he saw Lin Wang—Lin Jindong holding him, shielding his eyes and covering his ears. He wrapped the young child in his father's chest. Lin Yue seemed to be able to imagine Lin Jindong soothing the awakened Lin Wang with gentle words, telling him: Don't be afraid, Daddy is here.

The more I thought about this kind of thing, the more I felt a knife-like pain in my mind, and a strange and strange howl sounded - it was the spider.

It attempted to occupy this transformed body.

Lin Yue bit his lip in pain.

Want it? Then give it to you.

Lin Yue, who had struggled to survive from the clutches of death countless times, who had shown great courage and protective desire in the face of spider attacks, felt only boredom when the god of fate favored him and when he could survive in a completely new way.

cold.

The wind is cold.

The scattered moonlight is cold.

His soul seemed to be withdrawn, and he watched Lin Yue's painful struggle with cold eyes. Blisters stirred by the sun, thoughts corroded by hunger, shoulder blades pierced... In the filthy and smelly environment, Lin Yue's consciousness gradually faded.

Those warm memories that supported him.

The embrace of a mother, the sweet smile of the little girl at the town entrance, the partiality and love of Grandma Yang... accompanied by the howling of townspeople whose chests were pierced by spiders, and the sticky mixture of limbs at night, as if burned by a raging fire, leaving only ruins on the ground.

Lin Yue's heart had been hardened by the pain he endured day after day. The pain he felt under the sun was nothing to him. Those blistered wounds were less severe than the torture he had endured that night. At least his limbs were still intact.

But……

The sudden appearance of clothing covered the sunburned area, and his fingers curled slightly when they touched the itchy blisters. He didn't feel any pain when exposed to the sun, but the pain was exacerbated by the clothing.

He looked at her.

Then, that familiar sound came. He was so used to pain that he no longer cared about the pain of his body. Even if he was hit, what did it matter? He wasn't afraid of death. He hadn't even lived long enough. He just hoped the beam would smash his head hard.

Hope was dashed. A strange touch came over him, and he crashed into the man's arms. The slender girl wrapped her thin arms around his shoulders and rolled on the ground several times, escaping from the place where the beam had fallen.

Dust flew everywhere. Lin Yue couldn't help but press himself against the man's chest, feeling the long-lost warmth. Even though his chest was swollen and painful from the accumulated blood blisters, he mobilized his legs and tentacles with an indescribable urgency, firmly holding her.

The spider's voice rang in her mind again - sweet food, eat her.

My stomach growled.

Eat her.

Eat her.

Eat her.

The desire buried deep within was aroused, and he followed his body instincts, approaching the neck that exuded an alluring fragrance, where warm blood flowed. Hidden beneath the thin skin of the neck was sweet blood.

Lin Yue longed for the warm embrace of the person before him. This longing made it almost impossible for him to suppress the hungry commands of the spider in his mind. Until she spoke the names of the townspeople, those filthy, hypocritical humans, in a moment of trance, his predatory instinct made his fangs pierce his flesh.

It’s sweet indeed.

Lin Yue felt that every cell in his body was sighing with satisfaction.

The venom gathered at the top of the fangs slowly seeped out and fell into her flesh, one drop, two drops, three drops... Lin Yue's pupils turned a dark rusty color due to excitement, and the big belly hanging behind him rose high.

"It hurts..." a strange voice sounded.

Lin Yue turned a deaf ear. The two round eyes on his forehead stared at his prey, sniffing the sweet aroma, his fangs first tasting the sweetness. Human consciousness vanished at this moment, and those powerful legs suppressed the prey.

In his peripheral vision, the man frowned tightly, revealing the panic of facing imminent death after being paralyzed by the neurotoxin, followed by a self-destructive compromise.

The screams of pain seemed to be his hallucination.

The woman bit her lip, breaking it and bleeding. She stared silently at the laceration, the blazing sunlight shining brightly above it. Circles of light lingered in her eyes.

He felt as if he'd been burned. His gaze locked once more with her furrowed brow, the taste of blood becoming ever sweeter and more alluring. He slowly pulled out the fang, his fingertips trembling as he tried to wipe away the tears that had slipped unconsciously from her eyes.

Those bright eyes inexplicably didn't want to see her crying.

He thought of himself struggling in the darkness, unwilling to die. Broken limbs and spider legs fused together, a thick, foul smell filling his nostrils. When he first saw the new body, even though his emotions had long since faded, a subtle, almost imperceptible sense of panic still welled up within him.

Back to town.

The townspeople looked at him with expressions of deep fear and instinctive disgust towards the strange creature.

He couldn't help but wonder. If the person in front of him happened to live in the town when he showed up dragging this strange body, what kind of expression would she have when faced with this strange and terrifying body?

Was it the joy of seeing him come back alive after defeating the spider, or the same disgust and fear as the townspeople?

There is no answer.

Even he himself felt disgusted when he saw this horrible and weird body, let alone a stranger who had nothing to do with him?

However, the warmth she felt from putting on the clothes slowly drowned out the clamoring spiders in her head, and her sanity returned. Seeing the man temporarily paralyzed by the poison, Lin Yue felt a surge of guilt and self-blame.

The room was dirty and messy. He had no choice but to put her on the thatched straw. He wondered if she was used to the prickly straw, but there was no soft, clean bedding here.

He apologized to her.

Then, he returned to the corner in a self-torturing manner, letting the sun burn his skin.

The gaze of the person opposite was hotter than the sun. Her reckless eyes were fixed on him. He wanted to hide his feet, but couldn't. He could only turn his head away, not daring to look her in the eye, for fear of seeing disgust in her eyes.

He was still curious. How would she view him? Being bitten by a venomous fang would surely be filled with hatred and fear. It was nothing. Even the townspeople he'd known for years could ruthlessly abandon him, let alone a stranger he'd just met.

Lin Yue adjusted his mood, regained his indifference, raised his eyelids and looked at the man.

Immediately he was stunned.

The look she gave him was like a clear and calm lake.

No negative emotions.

It was like looking at... a normal human being who was no different from her.

Lin Yue's fingers curled up slightly.

here we go again.

The pain caused by the burning sun.