Revenge After Death



Steven looked at Zion. "Take care of Rachel."

Rachel let out a cough after inhaling some oxygen. She wanted to open her eyes but looked like she was struggling to do so.

"Don't worry, rest for a while longer," I soothed in a soft voice while helping her put the oxygen mask on.

The switch to the surgery capsule's door was inside. It would've been extremely difficult to turn it from the outside. It could only be shut from the inside as well.

"These people are crazy. They're not planning to let us go." Joel took a quick glance out the window. The bodyguards were planning to force the door open by cutting off the electricity.

"Get ready. Once the electricity cuts off, we'll rush out in the dark." Steven asked Joel and Eason to help with pushing the operating table. They charged outside immediately after the electricity cut off.

The people outside couldn't bring themselves to shoot. The sound of gunfire would catch the Rebels' attention.

However, the bodyguards miscalculated. The second we ran outside, the doors to the medical capsule also opened.

It must've been someone from the Rebels. Their purpose was to expose the secrets of the cruise. Hence, they wouldn't let us die that easily.

Once the doors opened, the tourists who were already gathered around immediately started taking pictures and recording videos.

"They're doing illegal organ transplants here," one remarked.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

"That's horrifying. This cruise is horrifying."

"It seems like what was played on the screen was true!"

The passengers were murmuring cautiously. The ones who were more ambitious peeked inside.

"Turns out we're all lambs awaiting slaughter."

Winston's face paled. He had started to panic.

He sat in his wheelchair and had his assistant wheel him away.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The passengers stormed into the medical capsule and surrounded him and the other foreign doctors.

"How dare you disrespect the lives of others just because you're rich!"

"Just how many people have you killed!"

"People get injured or die on this cruise all the time, but they pay them off so they wouldn't say anything! Who knows how much blood is on their hands!"

"Demons!" People were starting to protest. They became angry and violent.

"I'll give you a piece of my mind!"

"Get 'em!"

Amidst the chaos, Steven had Zion pick up the unconscious Rachel. Then, he found a wheelchair and

swiftly left the scene.

Upon reaching the lobby, he saw the surveillance footage from the medical capsule being broadcast live on the public announcement screen.

The Rebels must've done this on purpose... They wanted all the passengers to know that this was a man- eating cruise.

Joel eyed the screen before turning to look at Steven, who was unfazed. "Did you already know that they were live-broadcasting everything? You could've said something, you know. It wasn't very nice of you to watch us make a fool of ourselves."

Steven ignored him and headed straight for the elevator. "The Rebels have achieved their goal. They won't pull anything else for today. Head back to your rooms and get some rest."

"What about the killer?" Eason asked.

"Did you let him escape?" Steven turned to look at him.

"I went after him and locked him in the janitor's closet." He came to an abrupt realization before bolting toward the direction of the room.

"From now onward, we need to work together. You can't move alone. Do you understand the importance of teamwork? If you find anything, tell the group," Joel explained to Steven patiently.

"I just assumed you were as smart as I was," Steven replied bluntly.

Joel was speechless.

"Goob job, you guys." Jimmy walked over from under the screen with a smile on his face. His mischievous expression was as annoying as usual.

"As a member of Genome Society, you were already aware that the operating rooms here were performing illegal organ transplants, right?" I eyed him cautiously.

"I've caught wind of some details, yes. But I'm quite healthy, so all of this is of no use to me. So, you can't really blame me." He laughed. "Besides, before you even boarded the cruise, I did tell you that you shouldn't run about. You might end up... never returning."

"The Rebels have already taken over the cruise. Do you think they'll let you get out of here alive? To them, all investors like you should rot in hell." I scoffed, reminding him not to get ahead of himself.

"How could nobodies like us die before they find the president of Crowdstar Group?" He gave me a knowing look.

Then, he slowly approached me and said softly, "You don't think.... the president of Crowdstar Group is someone among us?"

He reached out to pinch my fingers before looking at the palm of my hand.