After joining a mutual aid society, people usually sever ties with their original family and friends and live under assumed names.

This is not to demand ruthlessness, but because they have already harbored enough hatred towards Cai, and any action could bring disaster to their families.

Although most of the members of the mutual aid society actually have no family anymore.

Few people will take this path until this very last step.

The young man seemed to be special because his family was still alive when he joined the mutual aid society.

But he left Rock City a long time ago, and during that long period away from home, he may have been longing for his family.

When he returned to Rock City and saw his empty house, all his longing turned to despair.

The driver could understand the despair of such disappointment; he too had been filled with boundless hope in the last second before seeing the bodies of his family members.

"Your brother might still be alive."

The driver glanced at the young man and gently comforted him.

But he also knew that his words were only meant to comfort him.

Few can survive being wanted by conglomerates; most people become nameless corpses in the crematorium while still being wanted.

What's more, the person wanted is an unarmed child.

"Perhaps," the young man thought, gazing out the window. A bright wanted poster flashed by, the boy in the photo smiling gently and shyly.

"He was the youngest child in the family, and he was always very well-behaved and sensible. He could have gone to university..."

Study hard, find a good job, have a happy family...

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"So the whole thing is just because your father accidentally got caught up in a protest against pay cuts, and he didn't even have the intention of participating in the protest or agreeing to the conglomerate's demands for pay cuts?"

Jon stared blankly at Heo, feeling a surge of anger rising in his chest.

He thought he was miserable enough until he learned about his 'friend's' experience.

"This small protest led the conglomerate to kill your father and several of his coworkers? Because of this, one of your brothers died, one went missing, one went to prison, both of your sisters died, and your mother died too?"

Jon felt his body trembling as he spoke.

He felt that his friend's missing brother was probably already dead, and those in prison might have been 'forced to commit suicide,' but his friend had already suffered enough, and he was unwilling to reveal any more cruel truths.

If he had to endure all of this, he probably would have gone insane long ago.

Thinking of this, he gazed at He Ao's calm face, blood staining his somewhat youthful cheeks.

Perhaps, my friend isn't 'not crazy' after all.

"Ah."

Heo simply nodded slightly at all of Jon's questions.

He remained as calm as when he shared these things with Jon.

There was one more thing he hadn't told Jon: 'Nell' had actually obtained an old sword that was corrupted by the gods.

If it hadn't been Heo who arrived, and had instead endured that insane pollution, then 'Nel' would have become a monster manipulated by the evil god.

"Those bastards from the conglomerate."

Jon spat.

The two were currently in the server room of the Ice Wolf Gang's headquarters downstairs, with He Ao's wristband connected to the server room's data link.

This wasn't the first time He Ao had done something like this; last time, he took control of all the equipment at the Wilderness Wanderers' Factory in the same way.

Because of its long-standing monopoly and susceptibility to attacks, the Ice Wolf Gang headquarters has security measures that are even less effective than those of the Wilderness Wanderers' Factory.

He easily led Jon into the server room.

During the time she was speaking, Eve had also gained complete control of all the smart devices.

Countless surveillance images flashed by, and Heo quickly found the place where Yorn's grandmother was being held.

It was a simple dungeon, not far from the underground machine room.

With Eve's help, Heo successfully found a shortcut and arrived at the door of the underground prison.

Heo had Eve turn off the lights in the dungeon.

"Who?"

The gang members guarding the dungeon were startled. There were more than a dozen of them, some standing in the corridor and some standing at the door.

The gang leader raised his hand to send a message to his superiors.

Just then, a hand gently patted his shoulder.

He looked up, but only by the faint light of the bracelet could he see an unfamiliar face.

He instinctively raised his gun and fired, but the person who patted him on the shoulder was clearly faster.

In a flash of light, the man had already snapped his neck.

In his final moments, all he saw was the man who had patted him on the shoulder drawing two short swords that glowed red from his waist.

A streak of red light flashed across the dark space, like a ray of light in the night sky.

The hunting grounds took away countless lives.

Jon staggered behind Heo, but after only a few steps, he tripped over something and fell to the ground.

He reached out and touched it; it was a still-warm corpse, its palm covered in thick, sticky blood.

At that moment, the bright lights shone again, and He Ao stood in the blood-stained corridor, surrounded by dead corpses.

Yorn looked up at Ho'o, whose face was calm and even cold, and suddenly realized that his friend might be the most insane monster in the city.

But so what.

He staggered to his feet. This world needs monsters like this, crazy enough to break all shackles.

If he could, he would want to be that kind of monster.

He Ao sheathed his short sword. He was somewhat surprised by the quality of these gang members; they did not run away or panic. They launched a deadly attack on him almost the moment they saw him.

These gang members, the elite of the group, already resembled loosely organized mercenaries.

Of course, their rapid-response attack also left no survivors in the corridor.

He only kills those who lay a hand on him.

He looked up and surveyed his surroundings.

This dungeon consists of a metal corridor and rows of silver metal 'cells' on either side of the corridor.

Each cell door has a transparent glass window, allowing easy visibility from the outside, but seemingly preventing the outside from being seen from the inside.

About half of these cells were occupied, mostly by frail women or children, but also by some who appeared to be strong and seemed to be miners.

These people are currently peering through the window in the door, trying to see what is happening in the corridor.

He walked to the end of the corridor and opened the door to the second-to-last cell.

An old man with a full head of white hair and a frail face sat in the cell.

Her eyesight seemed to be failing, and she was groping her way to her feet.

She saw He Ao and asked softly, "Neil? You're here? Why did the power suddenly go out and then come back on? It's making my eyes blurry. What's going on here? Why are they trying to capture us?"

The old man knew 'Nell'; Nell used to be a frequent visitor to Jon's house.

Then it will be compared to Yorn.

He Ao took a black blindfold from his waist. "Grandma, we can go out now. The lights are very bright outside, so we need to cover our eyes."

At this moment, Yorn also groped his way to the door.

The dungeon seemed relatively isolated from the other buildings, and few people came. It would take some time before gang members from other places arrived.

"Jorn, can we go home now?"

The old man looked at Jon and asked with some confusion.

"Grandma, wait a moment."

"Yorn said softly."

At this moment, He Ao also put a blindfold on the old man.

Jon carried the old man on his back and limped out of the prison cell.

"Why does it smell like blood?"

The old man twitched his nose.

“There’s a slaughterhouse nearby,” Jon said casually. “They kill some wicked dogs there. Grandma, let’s go out first.”

"Do dogs ever commit evil deeds?"

Grandma was a little puzzled, but she didn't ask any further questions.

He led Jon and the old man through the underground passage towards the outside.

He also opened the dungeon.

He ignored the other cell doors, though; the strong men who looked like miners followed behind him, protecting the women and children.

During this time, some people discovered them, and then they all fell into eternal sleep.

The old man had fallen asleep on the way and was even snoring softly.

He Ao was very gentle, trying not to wake the old man and also careful not to attract more members of the Ice Wolf Gang.

With Eve's help, He Ao took shortcuts with fewer people, and the surveillance was also controlled by Eve, who overwrote the footage with previous records from the same time period, thus blocking the Ice Wolf Gang's 'eyes'.

Several miners naturally helped He Ao manage the remaining people, and those who had been rescued remained quiet and did not make any unnecessary noise.

However, these people were not entirely cooperative from the beginning. In fact, some of them initially made a fuss, felt dissatisfied, and did not want to follow He Ao down the dark and narrow path.

But after she expressed a tendency to be noisy, Heo politely offered to "invite" her and the people around her back to the dungeon.

If they couldn't keep quiet and caused trouble, then Heo thought they would be safer in the dungeon than outside.

After all, when things get chaotic, He Ao doesn't have time to worry about them, and the dungeon is indeed safer than the outside.

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