Life Mission Chapter 25:

Life Mission
Volume 1 Chapter 25

Drip drip .
Carlyle struggled to open his eyes at the sound of water dripping . As he was hanging upside down, his vision was upside down as well .
His brain started moving and trying to figure out what was happening like putting pieces of a puzzle together .
‘Ah… . . ’
They had been following the cannibal when an electric net fell on them and he had been hit over the head a few times . He was surprised they were still alive .
He was caught up in his thoughts . Though he was only the second, he was of a noble aristocratic family . He was not someone who should be captured by mutants .
‘I don’t want to go on this mission . ’
‘You have to go . Look at your brother and sister . Until when are you going to fall behind them?’
He recalled the conversation he had with his father, Duke Venter . He had been forced to come here when he did not want to .
He had been nervous . There were countless dangerous obstacles even in a 1500-point mission, but 3000? It was beyond his capabilities .
‘But my brother and sister are geniuses . ’
‘You brat!’
His father had always been disappointed in him . Because his oldest son and daughter had the poise of nobility, but he did not?
However, Carlyle only thought this because he did not know . There is no child that a parent does not love . No matter what, he was a son .
Duke Venter pushed Carlyle so that he might find his own calling . And he put Special Forces on him for his safety .
Duke Venter’s true feelings were delivered incorrectly to Carlyle .
Carlyle lifted his head . As he was hanging, he did not see the ceiling but the floor .
There was a small puddle of blood . He had thought that water was dripping from somewhere, but it had been blood falling from a wound .
“Euk!”
“Keuk!”
After Carlyle, the party members slowly came to their senses one by one . Thankfully, no one had been beaten to death .
“Huh?”
“Ack!”
Hicks and Smith, who came to their senses, began to go mad . All of the party members reacted similarly . They were looking at **** .
Unidentifiable bundles of blood were hanging like they were .
There was a mix of those with hardened blood because they had been dead for a long time, those where the blood was still draining, and some that were still breathing weakly .
The mutants were using them for food . This was their meat locker .
Carlyle did not know this even though he was the first to wake up . There was no way he could know unless he had eyes on the back of his head .
“Pe, people…!”
“Lifers . They’re Lifers!”
They killed mutants every day . Slaughtered meat did not scare them .
The party members were scared because of the human corpses hanging along with the mutants . To be precise, they were surprised that they were looking at Lifers like themselves .
The PDA on their wrists was the proof . The body Hicks was looking at did not have organs .
Their stomachs had been split opened . Looking closely, they did not have eyeballs and the parts with a lot of meat like the arms, butt, and thighs had been cut out .
Their eyes followed the blood that fell from the corpses . At the end, there were tools that could be found in a butcher shop and a cutting board as large as a table .
Shining blood, pieces of flesh and organs floating around .
It was grotesque just to look at, but they could not imagine going through it . Basically, humans were becoming meals for cannibals .
They each counted the number of corpses they could see from their positions . From what they could see, they counted 15 bodies .
“15… . . ”
“How many parties have died? Hee hee! Is it 23 including us?”
Hicks mumbled madly . He wished he could go mad instead .
How could they maintain their sanity? All of their equipment had been taken while they were sleeping and all they had left were their PDAs and a set of tights .
It seemed they were just thinking of it as a skin to take off later . If the impact tights were easy to take off, they would have been naked already .
[You have confirmed the situation in Field of Meat . Please escape to the summons area . ]
“Escape? Don’t be funny! I already gave up on this mission!”
“Me too!”
[You are in a state without freedom . You cannot exit the mission . ]
“Shut up!”
“Send us back immediately!”
This was not a children’s playground . Reckless abandonment was not an option .
“How noisy . Be quiet unless you all want to be cooked . ”
“Who?”
“Could it be a survivor?”
They heard an unfamiliar voice but could not find the direction because they were upside down . They did not have their translators, but they could understand . He was speaking in English .
“Your lives are at high risk as it is . Your lifespan will be shortened if you keep jabbering like that . ”
“Hey! Where are you?”
“Are you on the side of the cannibals? Get us loose first!”
They had hope for their lives . They ignored the warning and grew louder .
If they could just be untied and reunited with their equipment, they could kill all of the mutants or escape this damned mission .
“We’ll do anything!”
“There’s no answer . I’m locked in here just like you guys are . How can I get you loose?”
“This asshole!”
Hicks shouted in anger . The meat warehouse rang to the point where everyone else’s voices were covered . That called in their misery .
Keurung!
A beast’s growling that could not have come from a human – and the sound grew closer . A cold sweat dripped down the party members’ spines .
“The chef is here . I mourn for whoever it will be . ”
His voice darkened . It was full of blame for their stupidity .
Bang!
As the crude steel doors opened, the chef that the survivor mentioned came in . An evil cannibal . It was fittingly fat for something that maintained the meat locker .
The party members froze like plaster . They just trembled as if they had malaria . The words that he mourned for one person kept turning in their heads .
There was no way not to understand what this meant unless they were stupid . 1 of the 8 people would be going into the chef’s stomach .
The chef poked each person with its finger . Then he took the ropes tying their legs and pulled them up and down as if weighing them .
He looked at Hicks . The selection criteria was uncertain, but he had been chosen .
“It can’t be!”
Bang!
The chef cut the rope holding Hicks and dragged him to the cutting board .
“I don’t want to die!”
Hicks fervently moved his body, but it was no use . The party did not speak as if their mouths had been locked shut because they did not want to call the attention to themselves .
The chef placed Hicks on the cutting board . It pressed down on his chest so he could not move and brought the cleavers that had been lying in the corner down on his shoulder .
Kyak!
A fountain of blood spewed . The white of Hicks’ eyes showed . It felt like thousands of ants were eating his skin . An indescribable pain .
The chef chewed on the arm whole . It ate ravenously . One arm must have been too little because it cut the other and ate it as well . Next was the legs .
Hicks died of a heart attack once his arms and legs were cut off . If he had survived that pain, he would have died from bleeding out or something worse .
The chef burped and put the corpse with just a head and torso in a large container . It was going to save it for later since it was full now .
Seuk .
Clang!
The chef went towards the party members, loosened the rope tying them up, paired them off, and locked them in pens fit for animals .
It had learned from experience that they would die if left hanging for too long .
Kwang!
The door closed and the chef left the meat locker . The party looked at the dead Hicks and realized that their turn would not be long .
“He won’t come for another half day . ”
“Half day… . . ”
“Keep in mind that 1 person always dies each time he comes . If we’re unlucky, it’s 2 people . ”
The meat locker was the chef’s area, but the meat was shared by all of the cannibals . It could not keep all of the meat to itself when it thought of the other evil cannibals .
Seuk .
Lloyd turned his head in the direction of the voice .
The meat locker was dim . The shape was hazy, but the owner of the voice was sitting up not far away . He was also locked up .
“My name is Lloyd . Can we ask you to explain the situation?”
“Gladly . ”
He was just waiting for the day he died . Explaining was nothing difficult .