Chapter 616
Michael asked in surprise,” What happened to Simon? f he’s in bad shape, I doubt a ‘family meal‘ will help much.”
“It’s a long story,” Bane replied with a sigh. “Just hurry and send it over. If you don’t, Simon might die!” Michael chuckled. “Sounds to me like he’s more likely to ‘die happy‘ after he’s done with that meal. Don’t worry, I’ll arrange it right away–premium service just for you!”
Half an hour later, the “family meal” arrived. The delivery included five women, two of which were foreigners, speaking with an accent that butchered the local language. Simon eagerly grabbed the two ladies and dashed to the room, ready to feast.
Bane smirked and called out, “You three, go in as well.”
With five women in total, Bane figured it would be enough for Simon to relieve the dangerous buildup in his body. As long as he released himself, Simon’s life could be saved.
Soon, loud thumping sounds and muffled commotion echoed from inside the room. Bane remained expressionless, quietly waiting.
An hour later, the door swung open. The two foreigners stormed out, pulling on their clothes and shouting angrily, “What the fuck was that? That guy’s a beast! We’re done!”
They bolted out of the mansion, hurling curses behind them. Bane’s expression darkened as he walked into the room to assess the situation.
Inside, the three remaining women were passed out, completely exhausted. Meanwhile, Simon was still pacing in agony, his symptoms far from relieved.
“Mr. Eslinger, this isn’t enough! I need more–more!” Simon groaned, his face twisted with desperation.
Bane frowned and muttered under his breath. “Fine. I’ll make another call.”
He quickly rang Michael again. Michael was stunned when he heard the news. “Are you serious? He went through all of them and still isn’t satisfied?”
“He’s dealing with a medical crisis,” Bane said through gritted teeth. “His condition’s forcing him to push his limits–it’s not just for fun!”
Michael chuckled in disbelief. “Well, I’ll send another batch Hell, I’m coming over myself. I need to see what kind of monster this Simon is!”
A short while later, Michael arrived with more women. Another round of chaos ensued, leaving the new batch utterly depleted. Yet, Simon still was not fully relieved, his body refusing to stabilize.
Michael shook his head in awe. “Bane, when can I be as exceptional‘ as Simon? This guy’s… unstoppable!”
Bane’s face was grim as he sneered. “Oh, you want to be like him? Sure. I’ll destroy your vital gate and focus your energy there. Then, you’ll be just like him–except you’ll die, your body shriveled to skin and bones. You want that?”
Michael swallowed hard and shook his head. “Hell no!”
“Exactly,” Bane said coldly. “And this can’t go on forever. We can’t just keep calling for more women. It’s not sustainable.”
Michael looked uneasy. “So… what’s the plan? You’re not suggesting something extreme, are you?”
Chapter 616
Bane gave a chilling grin. “When it comes to saving a patient, I have only two options: kill or cure. And when I choose to cure, I don’t care about the method–only the results matter.”
Michael wiped the sweat from his brow. “Alright, Bane… What’s your plan?”
Bane’s eyes gleamed darkly. “We’re going to find a pig farm. And not just any pig farm–I want one with sows. You understand what I mean, right?”
Michael’s face turned pale as a shudder ran through his spine. “Oh… I understand. Crystal clear.”
