Chapter 64

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Chapter 64: Hate Really Hurts

Mi Xiaoliu was woken by the sound of porcelain clinking and liquid flowing.

The noise came from Heli, who was repeatedly scooping soup from a bowl and pouring it back in with a spoon—cooling it manually.

“You’re awake?” Heli helped her sit up and brought the bowl to her lips. “Drink it.”

Mi Xiaoliu obediently took a small sip, then turned her head away. “Bitter.”

“If it’s not bitter, is it even medicine?” Heli said expressionlessly. “Finish all of it.”

Mi Xiaoliu did as she was told. Only then did Heli, satisfied, pop a piece of candy into her mouth.

“I saw you passed out on the roadside while I was out grocery shopping,” Heli said flatly, offering a brief explanation.

She had gone out at 10:30 PM to buy groceries in the northern part of the city. The weather has been bad lately. She was originally planning to deliver a quilt, but before she even stepped inside, she saw a sneaky figure in black leaping out the back window. 

No idea what they were up to.

“Don’t go running around in the middle of the night for no reason, got it?” Heli continued.

Mi Xiaoliu said nothing.

Heli frowned, grabbed her face, and turned it toward her. “Got it?”

She wouldn’t let go until she got an answer.

“…Got it.”

Heli nodded. “I couldn’t find your phone. While you were asleep, I studied your eye-tech for a bit. I transferred some money to your phone—remember to check it. You’ve got a few hours before school starts. Keep sleeping until I wake you. And…”

“This matter will be handled by the adults. Your only job is to study. Understand?”

“Mmm.”

Heli returned to her lab, tinkering with her own projects. She seemed to have no intention of prying into Mi Xiaoliu’s little secret about sneaking out dressed in black—at least, that’s how it looked on the surface.

But Mi Xiaoliu’s “Demon Eye Killer” (Lenses) was safely stored in Heli’s personal space.

At that moment, Mi Xiaoliu could feel her strength gradually returning.

She took out her phone and saw that Heli had sent her 3,000 yuan.

Lowering her head, she tapped “Single Draw” on her gacha app.

Repeat memory.

She tapped again.

Repeat memory.

After midnight, the system no longer counted the day as “today.”

Now that she had someone feeding her and didn’t need to worry about survival, all her money could go toward reclaiming her memories…

“Stop drawing, Master!” Sasha, her System companion, quickly tried to stop her. “You were poisoned before—by the Third Fractal. They’re the research division of Resurrection Day, specializing in chemistry and biology…”

Mi Xiaoliu paused, waiting for her to continue.

But Sasha said nothing.

So Mi Xiaoliu tapped another single draw.

Once again, the memory showed her eyes being blindfolded. Pain ripped from her chest through her back. Then came a conversation—

“Looks like as long as the blade stays in her body, the blood sample won’t vanish. Let’s use this chance to do some proper tests.”

“She’s screaming so much I’m starting to feel bad. Can we plug her mouth with something?”

“What’s there to feel bad about? If it weren’t for us, she wouldn’t have survived in the first place…”

The memory ended.

Mi Xiaoliu touched her chest, confirming there was no knife stuck there.

A strange emotion welled up inside her.

“That, Master… that’s hate,” Sasha said softly. “Only through proper revenge will that feeling ease.”

“Revenge?”

Sasha didn’t answer. She knew her Master stood no chance in a head-on fight against Resurrection Day.

In fact, Sasha couldn’t even think of anyone who could take them on directly.

Mi Xiaoliu’s finger moved toward the single draw again.

“The Third Fractal wants to capture you and continue experimenting,” Sasha blurted. “Normally, their abilities counter yours—you shouldn’t go looking for her! Master, please stop your self-destructive spending!”

Though, to be fair, it was Sasha’s fault for hiding this in the first place.

“That group is even more secretive than Night Hawk. Half their members are researchers. In terms of medical science, they’re fifty years ahead of the outside world,” Sasha added hastily, filtering what she was allowed to reveal. 

“You used to be their lab rat. They experimented on you with countless inhumane viruses. You eventually escaped. But because you killed so many of their people—and because of your ‘special condition’—they want to recapture you.”

Mi Xiaoliu kept drawing.

“Master, I’ve already told you everything I can!”

This time, she unlocked a basic piece of knowledge.

Pregnancy refers to carrying a child. The belly grows round, and one may experience nausea and vomiting.

Only then did Mi Xiaoliu stop. She rolled over and went to sleep.

Sasha: “…”

If you wanted to know that, you could’ve just asked me!

Without realizing it, even Mi Xiaoliu seemed to acknowledge that Sasha was pretty useless most of the time.

She didn’t fall asleep immediately.

In the darkness, she opened her blue eyes, thinking again and again about those blindfolded memories.

Hate really hurts.

It hurt so much she clenched her fists.

At some point, she fell asleep.

By morning, her strength had nearly fully returned—even her sore throat was gone.

Last night’s events hadn’t caused much of a stir in the city. Aside from Mi Xiaoliu, who still carried the weight of it, and the police being busier than usual, everyone else just went about their day.

As usual, Heli rode her electric scooter and took Mi Xiaoliu to school. This time, she walked her all the way to her classroom and watched her sit at her desk before leaving. The way she hovered like a helicopter parent drew curious glances from the other students.

However, Yiwen didn’t show up today.

Mi Xiaoliu stared silently at the empty seat beside her.

Yiwen sometimes skipped class for a whole day—but still.

“You didn’t check the class’s group chat, huh? Yiwen is in the hospital,” said Jim, filling her in.

“Hospitalized?”

“Yeah. But a bunch of girls are already planning to visit him. Let’s not crowd the place. Anyway, let me tell you about this awesome new game…”

Mi Xiaoliu took out her phone and checked the class’s group chat. The others were posting stuff she didn’t understand again—strange smiley face emojis, all looking very cheerful.