Editor: Elanor
Warning: Mentions of drugging someone and description of sexual assault and near rape.
Xia Tian couldn’t remember when that drink came into his hand, but everyone here was just taking food without much thought and pouring drinks into their mouths, and it was perfectly normal to behave like Romans in Rome.
Moreover, come on, he was the newest Killing Show star, not a little girl who could get lost at a party.
He also didn’t remember when his mind started to get confused. By the time he regained his consciousness, he found himself lying on a long sofa in some corner with curtains drawn around him, but he could feel it was still a corner of the banquet hall. Very close to him was a heavily made-up, androgynous face. When people in the Upper City thought about it, it was quite difficult to determine someone’s gender.
That person looked at him with a type of…greedy expression, as if there was a sumptuous meal in front of him, and he was about to lick the plate clean.
It took two seconds for Xia Tian to realize that someone was pressing on him and holding him down. He didn’t know where his jacket had gone. Someone’s hands were groping inside of his clothes and there were definitely more than two pairs of hands.
He wanted to throw up, but he couldn’t move. There seemed to be several people around him, but he was so dizzy that he couldn’t pull himself together at all. He tried to move his body, but he was weak as hell; he had never felt so weak except when he was dying.
Another face with malicious and hungry eyes leaned over from the right side and stroked his hair. Xia Tian tried to avoid it and he heard his own voice say: “No…”
His voice was low and weak. He tried to push the leaning man away, but his arms were powerless and he heard someone laugh as if his resistance was a joke.
He said: “Go away…”
Someone grabbed his wrists and pressed them above him, and a hand groped between his legs.
A mouth completely covered his ears, making terrible sucking and gulping sounds. Xia Tian struggled hard to avoid it, but one hand was clasping his jaw, holding him in place. The sound of sucking and slurping kept coming to his ears.
Someone squeezed between his legs, and a person was laughing: “Really long legs.”
Xia Tian desperately tried to pull his hands free, thinking that he needed a knife…as long as there was a knife…
A man pinned his hair behind his ear and whispered in his ear, “People like you should be chained to the bed after coming from the arena.”
Xia Tian snapped awake. He was sitting inside a car with Bai Jingan beside him, driving home.
He wasn’t wearing his jacket, his shirt was fully unbuttoned, and his hair was messily scattered on his shoulders.
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Bai Jingan glanced at him and said, “You drank a glass of ‘Fly All Night’, a kind of date rape drug.”
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“I have injected you with an antagonist,” Bai Jingan said.
“I don’t understand…” Xia Tian said, “You mean, someone fucking tried to rape me?!”
“It’s quite common actually.”
Xia Tian sat there for a while, trying to put the broken thoughts together, but he didn’t succeed much.
He first rubbed his right ear nervously, trying to clean it, and then tried to put his hair back together, but he couldn’t find his hair band. He rummaged around in the car, unable to find a place to vent his anger. Then he ferociously pulled Bai Jingan’s jacket from the back seat, tore off a strand of cloth with force, and tied his hair up.
He was cold all over and his hands were shaking non-stop, probably because of drugs.
He could still feel how his wrists were pressed on top of his head and how he couldn’t break free. He clenched his hands tightly, making a motion as if he was strangling someone.
He remembered…the smell in the air, a sweet smell like an animal in heat… Someone ripped open his shirt, twisted his right nipple with two fingers and rubbed it vigorously. A man made a joke, and there was a burst of laughter around…
A person wearing purple contact lenses…clasped his jaw. He struggled to duck to the side, but the other person squeezed his jaw open and poked their fingers in…
And there was someone who stuck their tongue inside, wearing a fish-scaled dress, cold and prickly. It was almost like a wild animal was pressing down on him… His jaws were clasped so tightly he couldn’t budge at all.
A man with dyed silver hair whispered in his ear: “Have fun with us, Xia Tian.”
“Stop the car, I want to throw up,” he said.
Bai Jingan stopped the car and Xia Tian stumbled out of the car, bent over and vomited for a long time. Bai Jingan walked over and handed him a glass of water to rinse his mouth.
After returning to the car, Xia Tian tried to put his clothes together, but found that all the buttons were missing.
Bai Jingan started the car again, and Xia Tian asked coldly : “How many people?”
“Five,” Bai Jingan replied.
Xia Tian unconsciously gripped the lapel of his shirt and stared ahead. After a moment, he said, “I’m going to kill them.”
“It is illegal to kill someone outside the arena,” Bai Jingan said.
“I’m going to kill them.”
“Well, let me know before you kill. We have to plan.”
The other party was expressionless and silent, and Bai Jingan thought he probably agreed.
Xia Tian didn’t say anything else the whole way back, his expression cold. He used the car’s terminal to connect to the Internet and start searching.
He hadn’t been in the Upper City for long, but he had always been smart enough to know that something like this would be shared after being taken. He soon found it.
The group that did this was called “Honey Pavilion”. They were “against criminals being turned into stars”. They thought that the stars of the Killing Show who were death row prisoners should be shared with everyone. If upright citizens wanted something, then they deserved to get it.
They decided to resist the tyranny of the TV station by choosing their favorite and popular stars to “share”. Most of the places they chose were like banquets and such, and then they used strongly drugged drinks and set up a temporary encapsulation ball around them to make it impossible for people to get close when they did the deed—it took about a minute for Bai Jingan to decode the code.
Xia Tian sat in the dark, surrounded by large screens where the numbers were rapidly changing. As far as his manner of working with the computer was concerned, he would obviously be a pretty good network logistician since he was a very fast learner.
Bai Jingan split over a screen to help him find the base camp of these people. Because of copyright infringement, the video couldn’t be found in the public area, so they had to dig deeper.
From the information at hand, it could be seen that the Honey Pavilion had already done this seven times, and the victims were both male and female. The technique couldn’t be considered as particularly exquisite, but it had been successful many times, and it was already quite professional. It was almost like trying to make a career out of drugging and then raping people.
The core members of the group were said to be five, and there must be some hacking masters. According to the information obtained on the Internet, there were also some powerful figures, thus allowing them to continue their evil unchecked.
The police department hadn’t made any progress so far and wasn’t too bothered about it. As long as you didn’t put the video on the public network, you wouldn’t infringe on the copyright of Floating Gold TV.
The two men found the group’s discussion of today’s matter in the cache.
A guy with an ID called “Anything Can Be Taught” said that after Xia Tian, the God of Killing, had drunk the drug, he was like a well-behaved kitten. When he was lying on the sofa, he could be pushed down with only one hand. He also scolded Bai Jingan for being really meddlesome, calling him “just a slave sold by his parents” who actually thought he could save someone. He should be taught a lesson to let him know his position.
“Only Love Perverted Games” said that it was troublesome that Bai Jingan had irreversible brain damage so he never drank alcohol, and thus couldn’t be drugged.
Some people later complained that they were so nosy and just didn’t want to live, and some people just didn’t understand their situation. Then, they started making dirty jokes about him, saying that he must have looked particularly pleasant when he was crying and pleading.
In the “Star Sharing Show” column, there were those unusually obscene videos.
The members of the Honey Pavilion kept narrating, describing the private parts of the victim’s body, as if they were marketing a product.
They had also shared Xia Tian’s video that was taken today. Those people stroked his hair and described its texture like a product on sale. Some people said that looking at his bright smile, they felt that he should be played until he cried.
Xia Tian expressionlessly watched these pornographic, obscene, and insulting scenes, his eyes were like a bottomless abyss without any emotional fluctuations.
He didn’t seem to be very outraged; he was used to this kind of treatment.
He knew he didn’t have any rights, and if he did, it was because of the station’s interests. He was a felon, as countless people had told him in various ways in the Lower City.
For him, this wasn’t an issue of political opinions.
This was his personal grievance.
When the two were first drawn into a group, Bai Jingan had gone to check Xia Tian’s situation and had learned that the man had gone to prison for a major murder case in the Lower City.
Because he killed one of his sister’s clients, he had clashed with the local government’s security team.
—The administrative department in the Lower City had always been in fierce conflict with the locals. The massacre in Zone N that year was also based on a dispute between the locals and the administrative department. The hatred hadn’t reduced even a little bit over the years, but had been passed down like tradition.
These people ambushed him in the alley. Xia Tian was seriously injured and a friend who was with him died. He fled to a repair shop. These people couldn’t find him, so they killed his elder sister the next day.
Xia Tian recovered from the wounds and came back. One by one, he killed the five people involved in this matter.
He knew it would cost him a huge price, but he did it anyway.
At that time, Bai Jingan had thought to himself that this person really refused to take any losses. He was never the victim who was purely involved in the disaster like the media portrayed him to be. He was a dangerous man himself who would pay back dozens of times for the loss he suffered.
Even in the worst of times, no one dared to freely bully this kind of person. He was strong enough and desperate enough that even if he eventually died, he would make it difficult for all those who had hurt him.
But in the midst of the endless feast of pleasure in the Upper City, he finally realized how fragile he was.
He had always been able to control his body and fight at any cost. But here, a small drink could cut off his sharp claws and deprive him of the ability to act.
Thinking of the scene he saw when he opened the encapsulation ball, Bai Jingan’s face became cold. Those people pressed his teammate on the sofa, disheveled Xia Tian saying “go away” in vain. He had never seen him look so helpless…except when he was dying.
In fact, Bai Jingan had heard about this topic many times: This was the Upper World where non-consensual sex was very common, and there was no need to make a fuss.
Drugs blurred everything, and people couldn’t tell whether it was voluntary or not. Pain was no longer acute or important, it was optional. People neither cared much about their own nor understood much about the suffering of others, only demanding what they wanted.
But this wasn’t the case for Xia Tian. If someone offended him, he would retaliate at all costs.
Bai Jingan felt that he should keep a low profile, but he found that he was very happy to join in this revenge.
To give those bastards a good time.
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Can’t wait for when Bai Jingan and Xia Tian finally get together. Ty for the chapter ❤️
Just kill them all
Thank you for translation
Oh god, I want to fucking smash them to pieces.
Thanks for the chapter!
My brother you shouldn’t drink recklessly now that you are a star! You’re already on several people’s radar
Thanks for the chapter