Clown Game
Chapter 334 - 321: Awakened

Chapter 334: Chapter 321: Awakened

In some respects, Chen Xiao was indeed a very smart person, but he also held an incredibly stubborn belief, which was that he never used the Serum Strengthening developed by the Foundation. This caused his physical fitness to increasingly lag behind that of other field operatives at his level, and at the same time, fewer and fewer weapons and equipment suited him.

The result was—missions became increasingly difficult for him.

Like this first Grade B mission, where he nearly drove himself to the brink of death. In fact, if it weren’t for a bit of luck, he might have already died.

In truth, even Chen Xiao himself did not know why he so disliked Serum Strengthening; this aversion seemed to have remained in his thoughts from the moment he regained consciousness... Perhaps he had known something before, but he had forgotten it.

Speaking of the present,

Chen Xiao had already silently disappeared from the nest.

How long would Bai Xiong and Song Xuan look for him? Would they just leave, report to the Foundation, or file a missing person investigation?

Those were matters for later.

For now, the most important thing was that Chen Xiao had finally survived.

...

The sunlight, shining on his face, about 20 degrees, no humidity, time unknown.

A gentle breeze, sneaking through the trouser leg, very comfortable, the wind speed very slow, very weak, not a spacious place, location unknown.

Car traffic, the sound echoed in his ears, not far away, walls, a room, 20 square meters, near the road.

Bird calls, just one or two sounds, not in flocks, trees sparse, noisy, urban area.

Hard, lying flat on the ground, flat, smooth, not outside, floor, apartment.

Blood, the scent rushing to his nostrils, dried, right on his own body, heartbeat, not dead, breathing smooth.

Acidic, ??? Acidic? Not very strong, but... what is this smell?

Chen Xiao gradually regained consciousness, and with his eyes still unable to open, he began to think, the information he could sense naturally came together, telling him that he was still alive and had apparently escaped the Mother Nest.

So... where was this?

Just then, the sound of a flushing toilet suddenly came from behind him, followed by the opening of a door.

Footsteps, not heavy, slippers, about 90 pounds, steps casual, a woman?

While he was still pondering this, the footsteps suddenly hesitated.

"Hey? Are you awake?"

Indeed, a woman’s voice came,

"Age around 20, not tall, but how did she know I had woken up?"

Before Chen Xiao could figure it out, the footsteps had already reached his side. Then... "Get up, get up!"

"What the fuck? Is she kicking me?"

Yes, she was kicking him, and the kicks grew heavier as they had little effect; she then moved above Chen Xiao’s head and started slapping his cheek with the sole of her slipper, "pa pa pa," while weakly ranting, "Hurry up, hurry up!"

Well... such behavior was indeed quite impolite, even somewhat humiliating, but, Chen Xiao actually slowly opened his eyes under this stimulation.

Then... he saw a fluffy slipper. The other one... seemed to be on his face, still chaotically kicking.

"Um..." Chen Xiao let out a small sound.

"Hmm, not bad, you woke up a few hours quicker than I expected," the woman said lightly, then nonchalantly turned around, walked to the refrigerator, took out a can of beer, and with a swift move, sprawled onto the sofa, casually kicking a plastic bag filled with unknown contents by her feet to make space for herself, comfortably turning on the television.

...

At that moment, Chen Xiao naturally realized that he was lying in the living room of a woman’s apartment.

Right in front of him was a pile of trash: instant noodle containers, cola bottles, beer cans, snack bags, all messily stacked up high. The smell he hadn’t identified earlier was undoubtedly emanating from here; bras and socks were thrown everywhere, and he could vaguely see a sink piled high with dishes.

Um... For someone like Chen Xiao, who had a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, merely glancing at this scene made his skin crawl.

"Er... uh...," Chen Xiao started to groan, but since his body was still out of control, he could only lie there, staring at this woman who lived carefree amid the piles of garbage.

"Tank top, shorts, messy hair, and this room. This goes beyond simply being unkempt, right? The TV is spouting embarrassing lines. Hey, are you watching a soap opera? There’s a bloody stranger in your apartment, and you’re just lounging around carelessly?"

Chen Xiao couldn’t help shouting in his mind, but then... "Haha—" the woman must have seen something amusing in the show, as she laughed heartlessly. She skillfully popped open a beer and took several hearty gulps, belching afterward.

...

Um—All right. This woman must be out of her mind!

Chen Xiao thought, unable to do anything but reassure himself in this helpless state. Meanwhile, he shifted his attention to his own body.

It still hurt a bit, but it was definitely no longer bleeding. Had the wound healed? Was it the effect of the medicine? How had he ended up here, and who was this woman? Why was he here? Where were Bai Xiong, Song Xuan, and the Mother Bug?

So many questions, but Chen Xiao couldn’t move at all now; he could only lie there quietly, waiting.

...

...

Without books, there is a shortage.

An hour later, Chen Xiao finally regained control over his body. He struggled to get up, making as little noise as possible.

Because the woman on the sofa had fallen asleep...

"She actually fucking fell asleep in this situation! Are you insulting me?"

Chen Xiao had a lot to vent about but managed to keep his cool as he stood up and patted his pockets... Good, the dagger was still there.

So he pulled out the dagger and tiptoed close to the woman, pressing the blade against her neck.

"Hey, girl, time to wake up?" Chen Xiao said menacingly.

...

At this threatening sound, the woman smacked her lips, shifted her position, and continued to sleep soundly.

...

"Er..." Chen Xiao was stunned, a bit dumbfounded, and even felt slightly humiliated, "This is really an underestimation."

Fortunately, the coldness of the blade eventually roused the woman from her sleep. She groggily opened her eyes and stared at Chen Xiao, "What are you doing?"

Chen Xiao immediately put on an extremely wicked smile, "Hehehe, now that you’re awake, this will be easier. I ask, you answer!"

As he spoke, this situation, combined with Chen Xiao’s typical expression, was enough to make a girl with a weak mental capacity scream in fear, and Chen Xiao was already prepared to cover her mouth.

However, once again to Chen Xiao’s disbelief, the woman raised an eyebrow and looked at him as if he were a fool.

"What’s this, ask if you want, but why the knife?" she said, scratching her hair and then sitting up casually, not caring about the blade on her neck.

In that motion of sitting up, the blade easily sliced through her skin, and as she continued with her careless movement, it cut open her windpipe and separated the muscles, leaving a staggeringly horrific wound.

(Just between us, Sister Melon’s room is just this messy! Shhh!)