Chapter 121 Where Does the Door Lead?

As she dodged yet another chain that would send her to the execution ground, a bead of sweat trickled down Xin Que's forehead, fell to the ground, and was instantly evaporated by the intense heat.

These so-called divine sounds, along with Su Zhan's horrific screams, served as a constant reminder to Xin Que that one wrong step would lead to Su Zhan's fate.

She flipped over to avoid another chain that was about to fall on her. There was really no way to avoid it, so she had no choice but to grit her teeth and ignore the burns caused by the chain. She grabbed another chain and used it to jump up.

Floating in mid-air, rings of iron gates for food carts... those "gates" of various shapes could probably become new places to land.

The iron chains that Xin Que was holding seemed to have a mind of their own, and, in coordination with the jailers on the ground, they flew wildly, trying to shake off Xin Que, this audacious prisoner.

Xin Que's burns on her arm were getting worse. She gritted her teeth, observed the location, and seized the opportunity to fall heavily onto a stall cart.

Just as she was about to pass by the stall that was floating in the air, Xin Que grabbed the scorching stainless steel countertop of the stall with both hands with a "bang".

There was no time for her to catch her breath.

Xin Que's arm veins bulged as he suddenly exerted force, supporting himself as he flipped onto the stainless steel tabletop.

She glanced at the burns on her hands and arms.

The virus she implanted in herself before going to prison seems to only weaken the prison's attacks on her, but it can't completely block them.

The iron chain came crashing down on her again.

Xin Que had no time to think about anything else. In order to avoid the attack of the iron chains, she quickly flipped over the glass cabinet between the countertop and the kitchen counter.

wrong!

Xin Que sensed a gust of air behind her that seemed to be sucking her in, and she turned around abruptly.

Did she climb over the "door" represented by this stall?

Darkness swallowed Xin Que with lightning speed.

The silent, boundless darkness surged towards Xin Que from all directions, flooding her eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, dragging her down at breakneck speed.

As the woman's struggling hand was about to be climbed up by darkness, a few dim, lifeless data characters flashed across her fingertips.

Soon, Xin Que's figure completely disappeared into the darkness.

...

"The Luo family has arrived."

"Which Luo family? It can't be the one from the capital..."

Xin Que Teng sat up abruptly.

Where did the door represented by the stall take her?

She touched the soft, dry grass beneath her and immediately stood up, looking around.

The withered yellow leaves flew twice in the air with the direction of the cold wind before falling to the ground, where they were then trampled by Xin Que's footsteps.

There was only enough time for a crisp sound to be heard.

Stepping over fallen leaves, Xin Que stood on the red brick pavement, her gaze fixed on the building beside her.

Xin Que's figure was reflected in the glass on the first floor.

It was her face.

But his expression...

Xin Que frowned, then punched the brick wall.

Physical skills and fitness were confiscated?

wrong.

Xin Que lifted her shirt, looked at her waist and abdomen, and her pupils suddenly dilated.

This is her... nineteen-year-old body.

Nineteen years old was the age when she first entered the Huo family.

At that time, she had not received professional training and could only rely on her madness to fight in missions, often to the point of mutual destruction.

A short passage of text flashed before my eyes.

The text is completely contrary to the plot hints.

To escape the endless cycle of prisons... the only option is to send yourself to...

The middle characters are blurred as if they've been pixelated, and are impossible to see.

Xin Que looked at the virtual characters that flashed across her fingertips for a moment and gradually relaxed.

It was his own work.

This must be a space that the virus deployed in advance, hidden in hell.

"Hurry up!" hurried footsteps came from the side. "What if the Luo family is here to adopt someone today?"

Several children, around thirteen or fourteen years old, ran past Xin Que.

Xin Que watched as the group passed right through her body as if they hadn't even seen her, and she stopped trying to get away.

They couldn't see Xin Que, nor could they touch her.

However, this is actually good news for Xin Que.

At least you don't have to worry about being discovered by anyone.

The wind is picking up.

Countless withered poplar leaves were swept away by the wind, leaving the branches and struggling in the glaring midday sun.

Xin Que's lips twitched when she thought of the words "Luo family" and "adoption" that the others had mentioned.

Is she currently in the welfare home space modeled after Luo Huayi?

Or is it...?

The noise reached my ears once again.

Listening to the children running and laughing, she roughly understood her current location.

backyard?

Moreover, it's already past lunch break time, and they all need to gather at the building in the front yard.

It seems that this was to welcome the arrival of the Luo family, and also to secure an opportunity for herself to be adopted by a large family.

Among the continuous stream of people rushing towards the front yard, only one person ran back against the flow.

Xin Que paused in her steps.

The little boy, who looked about twelve or thirteen years old, running towards the backyard, looked so familiar.

"Jin Cheng?" His companion, who was walking towards the front yard, called out to him in surprise, "The Luo family is almost here, why are you running back?"

The boy, Jin Cheng, kept walking. "I think I left something behind. I came back to find it. You guys go ahead."

His companion tried to call him again, but another child in the group tugged at his sleeve, "Let's go..."

Xin Que, standing to the side, heard everything clearly.

"It's good to have one less competitor..."

His companion hesitated and then shut his mouth.

“One reminder is enough,” the child said, pulling his companion forward. “He messed up at the crucial moment…”

Xin Que looked at the two children, whose faces already showed signs of guilt, and who were even walking with their hands and feet moving in unison, and was somewhat speechless.

In the eyes of these children, simply condoning their friends' mistakes is already a huge sin.

She recalled the life-or-death struggle she experienced after being sold into an auction as a child, from the fragments of memory she had obtained, and finally shook her head.

Xin Que herself did not come from a normal background, nor did she receive the traditional education that only local residents of Shangcheng could receive.

She didn't know where the line between right and wrong lay for the children of this world.

For a moment, she didn't know how to comment.

Jin Cheng walked back on his own, and by the end, he almost had to run.

It was as if there was some ferocious beast in the front yard.

After running behind the poplar tree where Xin Que had woken up, Jin Cheng cautiously peeked around.

He breathed a sigh of relief once he confirmed that no one was in the backyard.

After climbing the tree in a few quick movements, Jin Cheng completely relaxed.

Although the leaves are withered this season, they are still quite lush, barely enough to block Jin Cheng's figure.

Another gust of wind blew by, carrying Jin Cheng's leisurely voice to Xin Que's ears, "Who wants to be adopted? It's so nice to be free and at ease here..."

Xin Que withdrew her gaze and strode towards the front yard.

Since we can't leave here anytime soon anyway, let's find out about the building structure of this welfare home first.

The sun gradually set in the west.