Chapter 56: Rage Attacking the Heart
The massive apparatus was structurally complex.
Cang Lin sat on the metal plate with a dark expression.
Chi Wan glanced at him. “Lie down.”
Cang Linās brows furrowed slightly, and he stood up.
“Chi Wan, don’t take this too far.”
She actually wanted to restrain him on that thing.
The scenes of her torturing him in the past resurfaced in his mind, and his golden eyes turned cold.
Chi Wan didn’t say a word, simply keeping her small hand on the alarm button.
A silent threat.
Cang Linās chest rose and fell slightly as he suppressed his inner anger, whispering:
“Tell me first, what is the point of this device?”
Normally, electroshock devices were used to deal with Sentinels who were so violent they couldn’t control themselves.
He was clearly sober and rational right now.
As an Over-SSS-rank, his self-control was top-tier.
This was why, when she had tortured him with stimulants in the past, he had managed to endure for an entire day.
His expression darkened further. He possessed the strongest and tallest physique among the Sentinels, standing over two meters tallāthe tallest even among the Commanders. With his current somber face and imposing aura, he was undeniably intimidating.
Although Chi Wan didn’t look at him, she could feel the low pressure filling the room. It would be a lie to say she wasn’t afraid. Though her hand on the alarm device was sweating slightly, she maintained her imposing front, her voice cold:
“The point is, I hate you, so Iām treating you differently.”
Cang Lin grew even angrier.
Such a tiny Guide, sitting there with a stiff face, stubbornly confronting himāshe had more guts than many Sentinels.
She even stated her targeting of him so blatantly.
Chi Wan continued: “I hate Sentinels who don’t follow a Guide’s instructions the most. Please leave. Next.”
Cang Lin was rendered speechless by her stubbornness.
The little Golden Dragon inside him was extremely restless.
Now, it didn’t matter which SS-rank Guide he sought out; it wouldn’t accept anyone but Chi Wan.
During this time, it wasn’t that he hadn’t tried looking for other SS-rank Guides in the Alliance, but that Guide had worked for a long time only to barely recover 3% of his Violence Value, which then surged by 4% as soon as he encountered a Polluted Entity outside.
Cang Lin lay down with a grim face.
The cold metal plate barely accommodated his robust frame.
Chi Wan finally stood up. She picked up a rod from beside her feet, walked to a spot a meter away from the metal apparatus, and pointed the rod at him:
“Lie further in. Raise your hands.”
The damage was low, but the insult was extremely high.
Cang Lin looked at her with his golden eyes. “You’re pointing a rod at me?”
Chi Wan: “Thatās right. Itās the rod used for stirring trash.”
The next second, the man was so enraged that he sat up abruptly.
Before his angry words could be uttered, he saw Chi Wan take two steps back, her gaze looking at him with fear and defensiveness.
She looked exactly like a kitten with its fur standing on end.
She was so afraid of him.
In an instant, Cang Linās temper vanished.
He let out a heavy sigh. If he wanted to continue seeking her Soothing in the future, he had to change her stereotypical impression of him.
But this Guide was far too prissy.
He lay in the designated position with a foul face. The next secondā
Clackā
Clackā
K-chak!
Cang Linās hands, arms, waist, and legs were all locked by iron hoops. The hoop around his waist was so tight it caused his abdominal muscles to bulge slightly. His combat suit was constricted at the waist, and his collar was pulled down significantly. With his arms raised high, his exposed honey-colored chest muscles appeared even more expanded, rising and falling with his breath.
He lifted his headāthe only part he could moveāto look at the heavy iron hoops on his body.
Suddenly, he let out a laugh.
Lying back lazily, Cang Lin turned his head toward Chi Wan, who had lowered some of her guard, his tone relaxed yet exasperated:
“You don’t actually think this thing can truly trap me, do you?”
Chi Wan remained silent, focused solely on finding the power button.
Facing the dense array of buttons, she realized she had completely forgotten how to operate them.
With Cang Linās previous words, the sense of crisis in her heart grew stronger. In her urgency, she began clicking buttons randomly.
The machine didn’t generate electricity under her operation; instead, the restraints tightened even further.
It tightened until Cang Linās muscles throbbed with pain and his breathing became labored.
He panted and whispered: “Don’t just click randomly.”
He looked up at the part of Chi Wanās stubborn little face that was visible.
Cang Lin felt helpless.
Ordinary electricity really couldn’t do much to him.
If she wanted to play, he would play along with her.
He said in a deep voice:
“The red ones are body part buttons. From top to bottom, they correspond to the human body from head to toe. The last one is the whole body.”
“The blue electricity buttons are the same. The top one is the minimum power, and the bottom one is the maximum power.”
Chi Wan didn’t believe him at all.
Since he said the minimum power was at the top, she felt the maximum power must be at the top.
Without thinking, she pressed the topmost button.
The next second, a powerful current surged from the generator through the entire metal apparatus.
The electricity was so strong it emitted white sparks.
As Cang Lin let out a heavy, suppressed groan, Chi Wan was so frightened she retreated several steps.
Then she saw his body on the apparatus jerk violently. Amidst the white mist, patches of his skin were scorched, and his face was etched with extreme agony.
The power far exceeded her imagination. Chi Wanās heart skipped a beat; she felt she had caused a huge disaster.
She hurriedly used her light-brain to call the medical team, only to hear the sound of crack-crack-crack from in front of her.
The metal was forcibly pulled and deformed by Cang Lin until the hoops snapped one by one.
Chi Wan thought he was going to get up and retaliate against her. She was terrified, nearly backing into the corner of the table.
However, the Cang Lin who stood up didn’t look at her. His body was clearly unsteady, and heat was still rising from him. He turned off the power to the electroshock device, then used all his remaining strength to smash the apparatus with a heavy punch.
His fist instantly became a bloody, mangled mess. Propping himself up, Cang Lin looked at the terrified Chi Wan and simply whispered:
“If the higher-ups ask, just say I violently destroyed the electroshock device, leading to a power leak and my injury. Do you hear me?”
Realizing that this action of his was actually to protect her, Chi Wan nodded quickly.
In the galaxy, although Guides have the right to use electroshock on Sentinels, excessive use causing injury to a Sentinel is considered negligence, and serious cases can even lead to punishment. This is a mutual protection and constraint for both Sentinels and Guides.
Cang Lin could no longer support his electrically injured body and knelt down.
And Chi Wan didn’t dare to step forward from beginning to end, simply watching him in pain from a distance with fear.
Finally, when the medical team arrived, they had to carry him away.
Before leaving, Cang Linās struggling consciousness seemed a bit unwilling.
He had protected her so much, yet from beginning to end, she still avoided him like the plague.
He cast one last glance toward her and saw her face looking somewhat anxious and flustered. Only then did his heart feel a bit soothed.
However, the next secondā
“Itās over, the floor is all dirty.”
Though Chi Wanās muttering was quiet, it still clearly reached his ears.
What she was anxious about was actually this.
Cang Linās rage attacked his heart, and he spat out a mouthful of blood before fainting.
Translatorās Note: Poor Cang Lin! He literally took the blame for Chi Wan’s “accidental” torture, and sheās worried about the floor! The term “Rage Attacking the Heart” (ę°£ę„ę»åæ) is a classic Chinese medical/literary trope where extreme emotion causes physical injury. Also, the “trash-stirring rod” (ęåå¾ēę£å) is such a petty insult; our girl is savage!
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