Chapter 352 The Heiress's Revenge (Part 25)



With a ding-dong, the elevator stopped at the lowest floor of the hotel.

Long Aotian stepped out of the elevator. On both sides of the dark corridor were rows of prison cells enclosed by iron bars. Inside the cells, human men and women sang merrily, while the Dark Star people, holding small leather whips and with evil and malicious eyes, sat on the side supervising their work.

Long Aotian kept his eyes straight ahead and continued walking. The simple iron-barred prison cell was gone, replaced by a laboratory resembling that of a mad scientist. Inside the laboratory, human women, separated by their age (by month), lay on the bed with their toenails and fingernails long and black, their faces filthy and covered in grime. Their limbs were bound, and a tube was used to deliver the nutrients their bodies needed.

"Ahhh..."

Someone is about to give birth.

Long Aotian paused, glancing at the woman who was about to give birth.

Giving birth is a major event for human women, and before long, the Dark Aliens arrived. Long Aotian dared not linger, fearing he would be dragged away by those ruthless Dark Aliens. As for what they would do with him, according to the ravings of those who had returned before, it was simply to eat him.

He hurried back to his "home," to his room where the time was more normal. Long Aotian opened the door, turned around, and slammed it shut, his hunched back sliding limply down the door.

"Waaaaah..." With slender, fair hands covering his face, Long Aotian bit his lower lip hard, and a low growl, like that of a wild beast, echoed in the room.

"Aotian".

Inside the room, there were five men and six women who were adults, and seven boys and girls who looked to be twelve or thirteen years old sitting in a group. One of them, a sexy and mature woman, walked over.

“Lilith.” Long Aotian hugged Lilith’s waist and said weakly, “Alexia, she gave birth.”

"She gave birth?" Lilith exclaimed.

Those inside the room trembled uncontrollably upon hearing this.

"Dad, can Mom and my brother still go home?" Among the group of boys and girls sitting together, one of the handsome young men looked up and stared intently at Long Aotian.

Looking into his son's innocent yet weathered eyes, three years ago, Long Aotian would have been confident. But given the state of the world today, Long Aotian couldn't utter a single word.

About two years ago, a "fresh and delicious" way of eating became popular among the Dark Star people. Newborn babies were fed and cared for for three months until they were plump, fair and tender. Then, on an auspicious day, they were washed clean inside and out and served on the table...

After learning that this trend had become popular among the Dark Star people, Long Aotian consciously tried to prevent his woman from getting pregnant during his daily work. However, after nearly a year of deception, the cunning Dark Star people discovered his scheme. They first gave him a severe beating, then resorted to threats and inducements; Long Aotian no longer dared to try his tricks.

"Dad, tell me, can Mom and my little brother come back?"

The boy was on the verge of a breakdown, along with his mother, his brother, and his family.

Long Aotian forced himself to stand up. "Long Twelve, calm down. Dad promises, your mother and brother will come back. Dad promises, Dad promises."

The boy held Long Aotian in his arms. He had had enough of the bland and tasteless porridge and side dishes, and the tiny space between the chicken coop and the pigsty. When would this inhuman life end?

A rare moment of fatherly tenderness was interrupted when the door was violently kicked open by the Dark Alien.

"L12, L12, who is L12? Step forward quickly."

Long Aotian held Long Twelve in his arms, his legs trembling, but his arms were tightly embracing his son.

Seeing no one answer, the Dark Alien spat, activated the smart device on his wrist, and checked Long Twelve's appearance. The Dark Alien looked left and right, finally spotting Long Twelve in Long Aotian's arms.

"You despicable slut, are you deaf? You can't hear me when I call you."

The Dark Alien stepped forward and pulled Long Twelve out of Long Aotian's arms.

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy..."

Long Shier panicked.

Long Aotian bowed and said in a hoarse voice, "Sir, my child is only eight years old, not yet fifteen to go on stage."

To ensure a sufficient supply of goods, the Dark Lord enacted a law stipulating that only human men and women aged fifteen or older could ascend the stage, and those who violated this rule would be barred from using human goods for one year.

For the Dark Aliens, who almost exclusively live among humans, this law was more terrifying than the death penalty. Therefore, no Dark Alien dared to defy it.

But now, his son is being taken away.

The Dark Alien frowned. He had just reviewed the data; this human was tall due to hormones, but was indeed only eight years old. Thinking of that troublesome law, the Dark Alien hesitated.

"My lord, if you need me, I can." Long Aotian threw off the tattered rags covering his body.

The Dark Alien pondered for a moment and said, "Alright, come with me first. If His Highness the Second Prince is satisfied with you, this matter will be over. If not, and His Highness is furious, he will still have to take the stage."

Long Aotian went up to the Dark Star, but the Second Prince Mimi Yuyu was dissatisfied with the old and fading Long Aotian and threw a tantrum.

Long Aotian returned to his room and waited anxiously all night.

Early the next morning, Long Twelve was thrown back by the Dark Aliens.

"Twelve, twelve."

Long Twelve was covered in wounds, and even more horrifyingly, several pieces of flesh were missing from the inside of his thigh. The wounds, the size of an infant's palm, were still bleeding profusely.

“Dad.” Long Shier opened his eyes, but there was no light in them.

"Dad," Long Shier called out again, waving his hands wildly in the air.

Feeling something, Long Aotian grasped Long Twelve's hand and choked out, "Dad's here."

"Dad, I..."

Long Aotian embraced Long Twelve, his eyes, filled with murderous intent, were a pure, blinding red.

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