CHAPTER 57: 57. HARVESTING LOYALTY

Chen Che chewed on the Loyal Meat Bun, a delicacy designated at the utmost level, that not only increases the loyalty of those who eat it but is also exceptionally delicious.

The taste and texture of the bun are like that of meat.

[Your diner Johnny’s loyalty towards you permanently increases by 0.5%!]

Chen Che raised an eyebrow, the effect of the Loyal Meat Bun had immediately come to fruition.

The loyalty contributed by the Loyal Meat Bun is permanent, never degrading.

Unlike when he generously shares money with Johnny and the others, the loyalty increase can fade if he does something unpleasant.

This increased loyalty will exist forever.

Once it reaches 100%.

Even if he asked Johnny and the others to die, they would execute it without hesitation.

Thus enabling Johnny and the others to become his devout followers.

"How does the bun taste?" Chen Che asked with a smile.

Having eaten a whole bun, Johnny, still unsatisfied, sincerely replied to Chen Che’s inquiry: "It’s so delicious, how did you manage to make a bun taste and feel like meat?

I feel as though I’m eating a carefully cooked braised piece of meat rather than a bun.

It’s really too tasty..."

It’s a delicacy one simply can’t refuse, Johnny pondered.

Chen Che patted the pancake, and said to the bun: "These buns are made using Twin Bats; take them back and share them with your brothers, including those from Chana’s group.

Tell them it’s a reward from me.

In the future, come to me periodically to take a batch of buns; knowing that you seldom eat meat, isn’t this just as good as pure meat?"

Johnny stared blankly at Chen Che, if Chen Che gave him a pancake that was part of their deal, he might understand, but these precious buns could definitely sell for high prices in the market.

Given the bun’s texture, comparable to pure meat, its market value is extraordinary.

Chen Che just gave it away like this, truth be told, it was hard to comprehend.

"You really don’t have to... Why are you giving us these precious buns? And sharing so much money with us?"

"Because I want to earn your loyalty." Chen Che curled up an arc at the corner of his mouth, patting Johnny’s shoulder: "Think about it from my perspective.

I’m a grateful person, if I had a boss who treated me so well, I’d be loyal to him wholeheartedly.

So as long as you’re mine, I’ll let you eat the meat I eat, enjoy the glory I enjoy.

To me, you’re not just my subordinates, but can be called brothers.

Can I gain your loyalty by exchanging my sincerity?"

Johnny froze, staring at Chen Che, suddenly feeling a bit lost.

How could there be such a person? How could there be such charisma?

Always being ordered around, treated like a dog, like a cheap dog that could be discarded at any moment, Johnny, who was accustomed to it, was suddenly treated by Chen Che like a real person, or rather... a real brother, stirred up an extremely complex feeling.

A heartache, a strong heartache.

He knew Chen Che was indeed utilizing them, yet the Tasting Commerce Association only treated them as pawns.

But with Chen Che, here he felt something invaluable in the wasteland, yet typically considered unworthy.

Respect and dignity!

These two things he’d tossed aside in his struggles, Chen Che handed right back to him.

Wildfire Johnny, who kills without blinking, suddenly felt uncomfortable, and his nose inexplicably tingled.

He didn’t understand what was happening, exhaling a long breath.

Chen Che merely punched his chest lightly and said: "Take the stuff back and share it, alright? Don’t be greedy, it’s just a bit of food, and share some with Chana’s group."

"Got it, boss."

The word ’boss’ flowed out naturally.

Chen Che could feel sincerity in Johnny’s voice.

[Your diner Johnny’s loyalty towards you has risen to 40%!]

Johnny took his things and headed back to where his gang was.

After Johnny left, Xia Na entered the villa like a ghost, startling Chen Che.

"You ghost, where are your footsteps?"

Xia Na’s strange purple eyes watched Chen Che, having heard everything just now.

"You’re quite good at winning hearts, but are gang members really worth all this trouble?"

Chen Che curled his mouth: "They are cunning, doing whatever it takes to survive, but still uphold values when most needed.

Many who uphold justice are slaughterers... It’s just sincerity for sincerity."

"Although my heart is both true and false, who can really tell?"

"Haha, no need to dwell on that. Nana, since you’re here, let’s go to the Investigation Department and apply for a transfer order."

"A transfer order? What are you planning to do?"

"Now that we know who’s behind Pandora’s Kiss, shouldn’t I stir things up? Sudden attack on Ant Street!"

"Are you crazy?" Xia Na looked at Chen Che incredulously. This guy wants to make a big move on Ant Street?

"I’m not crazy; I’m quite rational." Chen Che’s lips curled into a smile Xia Na couldn’t decipher.

...

Judicial Bureau.

Execution Prison.

The underground execution prison was dimly lit, with only a few incandescent lamps illuminating the rusted iron bars in the dark space.

The air was filled with a stench and the smell of blood.

A large number of convicts were locked in their respective cells. In the cold prison, don’t expect any beds or blankets.

Hands and feet were bound by chains, bodies directly contacting the cold ground.

There wasn’t even any straw.

In one of the cells at the lowest level, accompanied by the sound of high heels clicking, an exceptionally beautiful woman walked into the prison.

All the prisoners shrank fearfully into a corner when they saw this woman, dreading being noticed by her.

Wearing black leather gloves, An Nishang arrived at the door of an interrogation room. Hearing the sound of high heels, one of the four captains under An Nishang, Angduo, turned to salute her.

"Chief."

"Still hasn’t cracked yet?"

"His mouth is too tough. And with being thoroughly beguiled by that Charm Demon, his mind is completely bewitched. We’ve used all possible techniques, yet he refuses to speak, looking like he’s seeking death."

An Nishang’s red lips curved into a bewitching arc: "That means you haven’t been ruthless enough. Being alive isn’t frightening, nor is dying; what’s terrifying is wishing for death over life."

An Nishang walked into the interrogation room, which was permeated with the scent of blood and scorched stench. A man, whose flesh was a bloody mess, was shackled to a cross, with blood continuously dripping down.

The man’s blurred gaze saw An Nishang, spitting out a mouthful of bloody foam towards her: "You... you beasts just kill me, I won’t betray her..."

This man was the lover of that Charm Demon Natasha.

Since Natasha escaped last time, her whereabouts have remained unknown.

After much effort, An Nishang finally found one of Natasha’s lover’s final traces.

Like An Nishang, Natasha had certain deficiencies and had to vent her desires through other means.

She couldn’t leave men; she was addicted to carnal desires.

The difference was that, unlike An Nishang who only had the public lover Chen Che, Natasha had many lovers.

Even being so intensely pursued by An Nishang, she couldn’t resist seeking pleasure with her lovers.

The risk wasn’t very high, as those men were deeply enamored by Natasha. Even when tortured like this man, they wouldn’t reveal her whereabouts.

"I like your type—men completely beguiled by a Charm Demon. Your stubbornness allows me to play for a long time, to try many new things..." An Nishang spoke as her gloved fingers continuously brushed over various instruments of torture.

"It’s a pity, I have limited time today and no inclination to let you experience my methods, so I will use the simplest and crudest way.

Such a pity..."

An Nishang said regretfully, as the others outside the interrogation room felt a chill rising.

From An Nishang’s fingertips bloomed a blood-red Other Shore Flower.

The onlookers bowed their heads in unison—it was "Purgatory Mandala."

A method that makes life worse than death.

Surpassing all forms of torture.

In the man’s horrified eyes, the Other Shore Flower pressed upon his chest.

A blood-red Purgatory Mandala instantly bloomed on the man’s chest.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

The heart-wrenching screams resounded throughout the entire prison...

After doing all this, An Nishang turned and walked away. The screams were too loud, not pleasing to her ears; she preferred hearing her pet Chen Che panting by her ear—which excited her more.

The screams of those men only made her feel the noise.

"When he’s ready to talk, give him a quick end, and then inform me."

Leaving Angduo with those words, An Nishang departed from the prison.

Those piercing screams seemed to be the best BGM for her entrance.