Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

Dexter looked at Zion. "Take care of Violette."

Violette let out a cough after inhaling some oxygen. She wanted to open her eyes but looked like she was struggling to do so.

"Don’t worry, rest for a while longer," I soothed in a soft voice while helping her put the oxygen mask on.

The switch to the surgery capsule’s door was inside. It would’ve been extremely difficult to turn it from the outside. It could only be shut from the inside as well.

"These people are crazy. They’re not planning to let us go." Joel took a quick glance out the window. The bodyguards were planning to force the door open by cutting off the electricity.

"Get ready. Once the electricity cuts off, we’ll rush out in the dark." Dexter asked Joel and Eason to help with pushing the operating table. They charged outside immediately after the electricity cut off.

The people outside couldn’t bring themselves to shoot. The sound of gunfire would catch the Rebels’ attention.

However, the bodyguards miscalculated. The second we ran outside, the doors to the medical capsule also opened.

It must’ve been someone from the Rebels. Their purpose was to expose the secrets of the cruise. Hence, they wouldn’t let us die that easily.

Once the doors opened, the tourists who were already gathered around immediately started taking pictures and recording videos.

"They’re doing illegal organ transplants here," one remarked.

"That’s horrifying. This cruise is horrifying."

"It seems like what was played on the screen was true!"

The passengers were murmuring cautiously. The ones who were more ambitious peeked inside.

"Turns out we’re all lambs awaiting slaughter."

Winston’s face paled. He had started to panic.

He sat in his wheelchair and had his assistant wheel him away.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The passengers stormed into the medical capsule and surrounded him and the other foreign doctors.

"How dare you disrespect the lives of others just because you’re rich!"

"Just how many people have you killed!"

"People get injured or die on this cruise all the time, but they pay them off so they wouldn’t say anything! Who knows how much blood is on their hands!"

"Demons!" People were starting to protest. They became angry and violent.

"I’ll give you a piece of my mind!"

"Get ’em!"

Amidst the chaos, Dexter had Zion pick up the unconscious Violette. Then, he found a wheelchair and swiftly left the scene.

Upon reaching the lobby, he saw the surveillance footage from the medical capsule being broadcast live on the public announcement screen.

The Rebels must’ve done this on purpose... They wanted all the passengers to know that this was a man- eating cruise.

Joel eyed the screen before turning to look at Dexter, who was unfazed. "Did you already know that they were live-broadcasting everything? You could’ve said something, you know. It wasn’t very nice of you to watch us make a fool of ourselves."

Dexter ignored him and headed straight for the elevator. "The Rebels have achieved their goal. They won’t pull anything else for today. Head back to your rooms and get some rest."

"What about the killer?" Eason asked.

"Did you let him escape?" Dexter turned to look at him.

"I went after him and locked him in the janitor’s closet." He came to an abrupt realization before bolting toward the direction of the room.

"From now onward, we need to work together. You can’t move alone. Do you understand the importance of teamwork? If you find anything, tell the group," Joel explained to Dexter patiently.

"I just assumed you were as smart as I was," Dexter replied bluntly.

Joel was speechless.

"Goob job, you guys." Jimmy walked over from under the screen with a smile on his face. His mischievous expression was as annoying as usual.

"As a member of Genome Society, you were already aware that the operating rooms here were performing illegal organ transplants, right?" I eyed him cautiously.

"I’ve caught wind of some details, yes. But I’m quite healthy, so all of this is of no use to me. So, you can’t really blame me." He laughed. "Besides, before you even boarded the cruise, I did tell you that you shouldn’t run about. You might end up... never returning."

"The Rebels have already taken over the cruise. Do you think they’ll let you get out of here alive? To them, all investors like you should rot in hell." I scoffed, reminding him not to get ahead of himself.

"How could nobodies like us die before they find the president of Crowdstar Group?" He gave me a knowing look.

Then, he slowly approached me and said softly, "You don’t think.... the president of Crowdstar Group is someone among us?"

He reached out to pinch my fingers before looking at the palm of my hand.

I opened my palm nonchalantly. "There’s no wound on my hand."

"What if your soul is here... but your body isn’t the original one?" The corner of Jimmy’s lips turned up." so-called reincarnation.... It’s a fact that you’re still the same person, but your body isn’t yours anymore. It’s impossible for you to open the safe. You have nothing to fear."

He thought that I was the president of Crowdstar Group?

I laughed so hard. "Jimmy Black, you absolute genius."

If I were the president, the first thing I’d do was bury him under a pile of money.

He still wanted to say something before Dexter lifted his hand and stopped him. "It’s basic courtesy to stay away from someone’s wife."

Jimmy raised an eyebrow. "Your wife is too exceptional. She leaves quite the impression on people, you know."

"She’s out of your league," Dexter replied coldly.

Jimmy laughed before backing away from his brother.

A small distance ahead, Damien was with Una. Next to him was Juliet, tailing after him as per usual.

The three of them seem quite occupied. Juliet looked extremely antsy. She was terrified that Una would take Damien away from her.

On the other hand, Damien had begun trying to view Una as Sophia Milford.

"He’s treating her like Sophia," Dexter chipped in a reminder.

"I hope the three of them live happily ever after," I replied lightly.

He laughed and held my hand tightly. "You’re mine."

His and his alone.

"This bastard is still trying to escape." Eason returned with the killer.

The man’s face was bruised, and he was limping.

Upon noticing that Violette was still semi-unconscious, he asked nervously, "Is she dead? Is this a taunt from that psychotic serial killer?"

"No, it’s someone on the cruise," I explained. "But the mastermind behind the serial killings might actually be onboard."

The man in the mask... I needed to think of a way to expose his identity.

"I’m going to kill him. I’m going to kill him." The killer was still going crazy.

I yanked on his shirt collar. "If you’re that capable, find him in the shortest time possible and kill him. However, if you injure anyone who’s innocent, I’ll throw you into the ocean."

The man seemed afraid of me. He lifted his hands to shield his face. "He’s onboard, I know he is..."

All of a sudden, he straightened up and glanced toward the distance. "I feel like he’s going to make a move.

I followed his gaze. A familiar figure flashed through the crowd.

"Carol?"

I let go of the killer and promptly ran after the figure.

How could that be possible? Didn’t Carol die in the abandoned building during the game?

Was I mistaken?

I searched within the crowd for a long time, but there was no sight of her.

I was probably too tense earlier.

"My beloved guests, the cruise has left domestic waters and is now sailing toward the open sea. Due to the shortage of resources onboard, from today onward... food and water will be served in limited amounts."

"Please ration your meals. I hope everyone has a pleasant time." The eerie and raspy voice rang out from the speakers.

It then continued, "If you’d like to return home as soon as possible, please help us find the president of Crowdstar Group. I’ll display some clues on the big screen soon.

"If we are to return before food and water runs out, we’ll need your help in locating this person. "Otherwise... everyone might just die in the vast and open waters. The first person to find the president would be considered a hero! Hence, not only are we offering to send them back first, but we’re also going to offer them a billion dollars in cash!"

Everyone’s faces paled as the announcement ended.

The cruise was getting further and further away from Huma!

In a flash, a huge number of passengers started panicking. The urge to survive and the desire for wealth sent them clamoring toward the big screen. Everyone wanted to be the first to see the clue that was provided.

"Sophia." Dexter ran over and shielded me into a corner, stopping the fearful crowd from crushing me. Upon looking toward the screen, our expressions immediately turned grim.