novelraw Chapter 373 - 13: The Emergence of the Spiritual Spring Space
Chapter 373 - 13: The Emergence of the Spiritual Spring Space
Chapter 373: Chapter 13: The Emergence of the Spiritual Spring Space
Song You had never been so embarrassed.
No one knew how many people had come to the square. Even though her ears were ringing and her head was spinning, she knew countless people were watching her humiliation on the big screen. It was a trampling of her dignity.
However, even though she was beaten into such a sorry state, she had no strength to resist, nor the courage to retreat into her space.
Yet, Chu River had no intention of letting her off so easily.
Honestly speaking, she felt her current days were very miserable. She couldn’t eat what she wanted, nor drink what she craved.
In the situation where everyone was engaged in farming, everything else worth enjoying became uninteresting, as if she had experienced it all before.
Impatience built up inside her, yet she didn’t know where it came from. After thinking it over, she could only blame it on Song You.
Yes, Chu Aiguo believed that Li Chang’an and his people were handling Song You with methods that were too gentle, causing someone like her, a hero of the base, to be unable to endure it.
At this moment, public opinion was boiling, and it was the perfect opportunity for her to take action!
With this piece of trash Song You, who cares about the long-term?
Not satisfied? Then it means she hasn’t been beaten enough!
She grabbed Song You by the hair. At this moment, the other looked weak and pitiful, half-kneeling on the ground as if she had suffered immense torture.
And Chu Aiguo, without any hesitation, showed no mercy for her at all, and didn’t even consider what kind of public opinion she would create in the future...
Whatever the situation, beat first and ask questions later.
So she directly stomped on Song You’s instep.
...
The camera didn’t capture this subtle sound, but Li Chang’an and Lei Yu, as the strongest superpower users of the base, coincidentally both raised an eyebrow, noticing the force used under her foot.
——Wasn’t the bone on the instep shattered?
Song You’s body flinched, her swollen face twisted in agony, completely obscuring her original appearance, as she let out a series of screams. It was unclear whether it was due to the pain of having her hair yanked or from Chu River’s light yet merciless stomp...
Li Chang’an lowered his eyes, thinking: It seems I heard correctly. It did sound pretty crisp when it broke.
Lei Yu stood straighter now, like a javelin, ready to join the honor guard at any moment, focusing intently and looking every bit the soldier.
As for the noisy crowd, it was completely indecipherable.
...
The sheer pain of having bones broken was not something everyone could withstand. At this moment, Song You’s tears and snot flowed freely, yet her scalp ached intensely from the pull, her body twitching like a stiff fish but unable to escape.
Her crying was already distorted, yet Chu River did not give her a chance to struggle, instead leaning forward slightly, whispering:
"Does it hurt when your bones break? You’ll probably be a cripple from now on—oh, and I recently read this historical anecdote of an ancient torturer who was skilled at breaking bones inch by inch beneath the skin..."
Speaking softly, she once again lifted her foot, this time unceremoniously stomping on Song You’s ankle.
Lei Yu, standing on the sidelines, couldn’t help but twitch his eyebrows at hearing this, his posture becoming even straighter, exuding a soldier’s aura.
Li Chang’an remained unfazed, picking up the microphone and stepping to the front of the stage, calming the still-angry crowd:
"Rest assured everyone, Song You’s crimes are unforgivable, but we will also find a way to analyze her ability as much as possible, to benefit everyone... Logistics, collect those apples and send them to the cafeteria as a welfare tonight, leaving the seeds for the Agricultural Research Institute..."
With this lighthearted explanation, the crowd slowly calmed, their attention finally shifting from Song You to the pile of apples on the ground.
The loudest, burliest man in the crowd suddenly got slapped on the head by the old lady behind him: "You fool! Who told you to throw the apples at her? They’re all smashed..."
The air was filled with the sticky sweet scent of apples, juice splattered everywhere.
The big men in the front felt wronged: "Mom, you started it..."
Everyone couldn’t stop swallowing their saliva, unable to resist the temptation of apples.
Meanwhile, amid excruciating pain, Song You’s mind finally cleared; she realized she had brought this upon herself, and the crowd no longer paid her any attention. Even though she was being tortured cruelly on stage, no one would save her today.
No one would even see she was enduring inhumane torture.
After all, it was just bones breaking, not flesh crumbling. Apart from her enduring the piercing pain, even the soldiers on guard couldn’t help but stare at the apples.