owlsbooks Chapter 1111 - 1108: The Thing to Look For
Chapter 1111 - 1108: The Thing to Look For
Chapter 1111: Chapter 1108: The Thing to Look ForThese monsters, not under Lin Jie’s control, scrambled in terror to appear in his own mind, making it feel as if the ghosts of the deceased had come to claim his life, so hauntingly ominous.
But Lin Jie was not afraid; his eyes were already covered in blood. In those eyes, one could not see the slightest hint of the normal human iris color—terrifyingly scarlet. Soon, around Lin Jie’s eyes, a dark circle appeared, and this circle spread toward the center of his pupils.
Devoid of emotion and focus, Lin Jie’s eyes resembled those of a dead person.
His gaze fixed ahead, he was not actually looking at anything; he saw those he had killed, watched by these restless spirits. Lin Jie was not afraid; on the contrary, he wore an extremely smug smile on his face, as if taunting the spirits, "Come on! Come! Come kill me!"
His expression grew more unrestrained and frenzied by the moment, gradually releasing mocking laughter, "Hahaha."
The specters in his mind were not deterred by Lin Jie’s brazenness. Their faces all displayed expressions of agony, occasionally shifting to begging—these were the faces they had shown Lin Jie just a second before their death at his hands.
They wanted Lin Jie to repent for what he had done to them, but Lin Jie did not. He kept laughing, louder and louder, attracting the attention of zombies in the adjacent streets.
They raised their heads, glanced at the sky, Lin Jie’s barely audible laughter reaching their ears. They began to move their legs; their silver armor clanked against the ground with a "thud, thud, thud," making a dull sound.
The noise of the armor-clad ones attracted the attention of their kind, who also started to move, following the lead. The foremost zombie guided the horde behind it, step by step, toward the direction where Lin Jie was.
On the other side, Lin Jie, laughing and laughing, stopped laughing and began to cry. He genuinely didn’t understand why the satisfaction he received was diminishing.
He murdered people; before the Apocalypse, he was a globally infamous psychopath, often compared to Jack the Ripper of another nation. He killed those who had offended him, those who had directly or indirectly pushed him toward the abyss, no matter how hard they pushed; they had all caught Lin Jie’s attention.
His killing was not a simple motion of the knife falling; each death took a very long time!
Most of this time, he spent torturing his victims, watching the different expressions of pain manifest on their faces with each cut he inflicted.
Perhaps he did this truly because there was something wrong with Lin Jie’s mind, but after much contemplation, Lin Jie realized that what he wanted was to see the pain on those people’s faces—it seemed to satisfy some inner need, albeit one that required a high degree of fulfillment.
He kept
As Lin Jie realized this moment was an illusion, he went crazy, bellowing as black veins surfaced under the skin of his neck. The wound on his chest squirmed grotesquely, and his skin seemed to be carelessly sprayed with a layer of varnish, revealing a hint of silver!
At this moment, Lin Jie’s survival instinct erupted. Not because he feared death, nor because he feared losing anything, for he truly had nothing of value. What he possessed was all the negative emotions in the human realm!
Everything about him was the opposite of a normal person.
Childhood memories began to surface, scene after scene, fraught with pain and despair—until he met someone who brought other colors to his life. However, this did not last long, as reality harshly weighed down upon him, and the person he loved the most ended up being the one who hurt him the deepest!
Those who loved him were ruined by his own hands due to his unresolved issues, and only in the end did he realize he had missed out on so much, and it was all because of the person he loved!
Overestimating his place in her heart was the stupidest thing he had done!