Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings-Chapter 105 - 103: Truly a Mad Woman Through and Through

Chapter 105: Chapter 103: Truly a Mad Woman Through and Through

Morning.

Wushan Villa District.

No, it should now be called Wushan Shelter.

After a night of battle, Wushan Shelter still stands.

Even under siege from evil spirits, it remains unyielding.

This could be considered a test for the Wushan Shelter since its establishment.

After breakfast, Lin Yuan sat on the sofa, conversing with Yang Dingguo.

Both sides exchanged questions about the siege of evil spirits last night.

After some communication, Lin Yuan learned that the situation at the official shelter was similar to his.

The official shelter was not breached either; the plans of the Celestial King and Zhang Peng were a failure.

While on the phone with Yang Dingguo, Zhang Zhen entered from outside and said softly to Lin Yuan: "Boss, that mad woman is here."

Mad woman?

Nowadays, at Lin Yuan’s place, the only one who could be referred to as a mad woman, besides the Day Traveler, was no one else.

Lin Yuan certainly knew why the Day Traveler was here.

When Lin Yuan killed Lingguan before, he promised himself to give the Day Traveler the ashes of the "Night Traveler" as long as she cooperated with him.

Of course, whose ashes they were didn’t matter.

The important thing was that as long as the Day Traveler believed those ashes belonged to the Night Traveler, it was enough.

Lin Yuan had already prepared well, so he wasn’t afraid of the Day Traveler coming to collect.

Lin Yuan is quite committed to his promises; if she came for Night Traveler’s ashes, he would give them to her.

If one box wasn’t enough, Lin Yuan could even have Zhang Zhen steal another box from the funeral home.

In this era where people die every day, there may be a shortage of other things, but ashes are plentiful.

"Elder Yang, if there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up first."

"I have some things to handle here." Lin Yuan said to Yang Dingguo on the other end of the phone.

Yang Dingguo responded with a hum.

After hanging up, Lin Yuan said to Zhang Zhen: "Take the mad woman directly to the grave, I’ll be over soon."

"Understood!" Zhang Zhen replied, turning to leave.

As Zhang Zhen turned to go, Lin Yuan didn’t forget to remind him: "Act better, don’t mess it up for me."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhen patted his chest and said: "Boss, rest assured, my acting skills are way better than those of young idols."

Wushan Shelter.

Beside the man-made lake.

Now, next to the grave of Wen Yingying’s old father, there’s another grave.

The newly added one is the "Night Traveler’s" grave.

By the man-made lake, Lin Yuan met the Day Traveler, the mad woman.

Today’s Day Traveler looks quite different from usual.

Previously, the Day Traveler always wore the same black robe of the Deceitful King Faction, with a deceitful-looking mask.

Actually, even Lin Yuan had never seen the true face of the Day Traveler.

But today, he did.

The Day Traveler is barely one meter six tall, maybe just around one meter fifty-eight.

She’s petite, with short hair and a baby face, slightly chubby.

Her features are delicate, giving a feeling of a small family beauty.

Today, she is dressed in a white wedding gown, crystal high heels, and a white veil on her head.

This outfit...

To someone unaware, it might seem like the Day Traveler is off to see a young idol’s concert today.

The Day Traveler’s eyes are large, similar to those of comic characters.

Bright, sparkling.

These eyes, Lin Yuan collectively refers to as Kazilan big eyes.

The Day Traveler’s Kazilan big eyes were filled with tears as she looked at the tombstone in front of her.

The tomb of Night Traveler.

"This is Night Traveler’s tomb, his ashes are inside."

"You can be considered as his only relative, so giving you his ashes is reasonable." Lin Yuan pointed to the grave before them.

The Day Traveler, with tears in her eyes, nodded and said: "Open the grave!"

"I want to take his ashes out; I want him to always be by my side."

Beside him, Zhang Zhen, impatiently holding the shovel, was waiting to open the grave to let the mad woman take the ashes and leave quickly.

Zhang Zhen knew exactly how those ashes came about!

If anything suspicious were discovered, there could be big trouble.

Hearing the words "open the grave," Zhang Zhen waved his shovel and prepared to dig.

However, just as the shovel was about to touch the grave soil, the Day Traveler suddenly shouted: "Stop."

The Day Traveler looked at the new soil on the grave, seemingly sensing something was wrong.

"Why is the soil on the grave new?" The Day Traveler glared at Zhang Zhen with her Kazilan big eyes.

Zhang Zhen, flustered by the glare, didn’t know how to answer for a moment.

Zhang Zhen thought: "Boss, you didn’t coach me on this part when you gave instructions!"

"This mad woman is adding drama; how the heck do I respond!"

The Day Traveler’s question left Zhang Zhen at a loss.

But Lin Yuan could handle it.

In terms of talking nonsense, across all of Peng City, if Lin Yuan claims second place, no one would dare claim first.

Lin Yuan’s eyes twitched, and then he cleverly responded: "New soil?"

"Of course, it’s new soil! I have great respect for Night Traveler. Since burying him here, I regularly tidy his grave."

Speaking of this, Lin Yuan pointed to the grave of Wen Yingying’s father beside him and said, "Look, isn’t this grave also covered in fresh soil?"

"Since he’s buried here, tending to the grave is a small matter that shouldn’t be neglected."

The grave of Wen Yingying’s father is indeed covered in fresh soil, that’s for sure!

When Wen Yingying has free time, she comes to take care of her father’s grave, even pulling out any grass that grows on the mound.

However, Day Traveler clearly didn’t know about this matter.

Therefore, he was moved by Lin Yuan’s sincere gaze and believed him.

"Thank you!" Day Traveler unexpectedly said thank you.

Lin Yuan gave Zhang Zhen a look, meaning, what are you waiting for? Go ahead and dig.

Zhang Zhen didn’t waste any more time and swung the shovel to uncover Night Traveler’s ashes.

At the moment she saw the ashes, Day Traveler rushed over.

She held the urn in her arms and silently headed toward the outskirts of the Wushan Shelter.

It was only after Day Traveler’s silhouette completely disappeared that Zhang Zhen remembered to ask, "Boss, just like that, you gave her the ashes?"

"Will she still provide us with intelligence in the future?"

Lin Yuan looked in the direction where Day Traveler’s silhouette vanished and replied, "She will. Now, she wishes more than we do for the Deceitful King Faction to be destroyed."

"To destroy the Deceitful King Faction, to ruin the Zhang Family, she’ll cooperate with us!"

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Day Traveler, holding the urn, arrived at a worn-down little house on the outskirts of Peng City.

The house had a small yard, probably around twenty or so square meters.

"Squeeek."

"Squeeek, squeeek."

As Day Traveler pushed the iron gate of the house, it emitted a harsh scraping sound.

Clearly, the hinges must be rusted over.

It seemed as though no one had lived here for years; the yard was covered in moss and overgrown with wild grasses.

The furniture in the living room was draped in plastic, and the plastic was already covered in dust.

A photo hung on the wall, showing a family of four.

One could vaguely discern that the two children in the photo seemed to be Day Traveler and Night Traveler.

Was this once their home?

"Woo."

"Woo woo."

Just then, a whimpering sound came from the corner of the wall.

Following the sound, it turned out it was Prajna making the noise.

At this moment, Prajna’s neck was bound with an iron chain as thick as a baby’s arm, and her hands and feet were also tied with iron chains.

On the dining table beside her lay a bloody piece of human skin.

Embroidered on the human skin was a Prajna Map.

Day Traveler had actually ripped off the tattoo sewn into Prajna’s skin.

Having lost this tattoo, Prajna naturally also lost her tattoo ability.

Now, Prajna was just a gravely injured ordinary woman.

"Rip!"

Day Traveler stepped forward and tore off the tape sealing Prajna’s mouth.

"Day Traveler, Day Traveler."

"What are you going to do? You’re crazy, you’re a madwoman!" Prajna screamed in terror.

Day Traveler placed the urn on the cabinet beside her, in a position facing Prajna.

Then, Day Traveler, with an extremely cruel and cold gaze, looked at Prajna and said, "I’m going to let Night Traveler watch as you all, the ones who killed him, die painfully."

"I want to make you endure pain a hundred times, a thousand times worse than Night Traveler did when he died."

"Prajna, are you ready?"

Seeing Day Traveler’s cruel and mad expression, Prajna was truly scared.

Having lost her tattoo ability, she felt utterly vulnerable.

"Day Traveler, I was wrong!"

"I’m sorry, I was wrong, I should have voted against it, I should have voted against it."

"Please don’t kill me, don’t kill me!" Prajna knelt on the ground, pleading incessantly, looking as pitiful as a dog.

"Slap!" Day Traveler slapped Prajna hard across the face, the force was so strong that fresh blood dripped from the corner of Prajna’s mouth.

"Apologize?"

"You think an apology helps? He’s not coming back to life, he’s not coming back to life!"

"You love apologizing so much, why don’t you go down and apologize to him? Go ask if he’s willing to forgive you!" Day Traveler, looking crazed, suddenly produced a dagger and seemed about to stab Prajna in the chest.

However, just as she was about to strike, Day Traveler pulled back, wearing a cruel grin as she said, "Letting you die like this is too merciful for you."

"I swore I would make you endure pain a hundredfold, a thousandfold."

Trembling with fear, Prajna realized that although Day Traveler appeared weak on the surface, within her hid a terribly vicious demon.

"You..."

"You can’t kill me, the organization forbids murder among members. If you kill me, the organization won’t let you off!" Prajna mentioned the Deceitful King Faction, attempting to use it to intimidate Day Traveler and buy herself a chance to live.

However, upon hearing this, Day Traveler shook her head repeatedly and said, "No, no, you are wrong!"

"Last night, you already died, died by Lin Yuan’s hand."

"Even the Celestial King died by Lin Yuan’s hand; you died last night, isn’t that reasonable?"

After saying this, Day Traveler ignored Prajna, resealing her mouth to prevent her from yelling or biting her tongue to commit suicide.

Then, she used a knife to cut open wounds on Prajna’s thigh and smeared honey on the wounds.

Lastly, she took out a box of ants that had been prepared in advance and scattered them evenly over Prajna’s wounds.