I Received Messages From Future Self!-Chapter 299 - 295 The Cruel Method of Self-Salvation
Chapter 299: Chapter 295: The Cruel Method of Self-Salvation
Chapter 299: Chapter 295: The Cruel Method of Self-Salvation
The sudden spinning of the world caused Fang Xiaocao and Hummingbird to tumble into a heap, with Hummingbird holding Fang Xiaocao as they rolled toward the corner, crashing along the way.
Fang Xiaocao could even hear the thuds of stones hitting Hummingbird’s body and Hummingbird’s pained grunts.
Fang Xiaocao felt an urgent worry, but was helpless to do anything.
While rolling, Fang Xiaocao’s head hit a horizontal beam on the ground, and she passed out with a roll of her eyes.
She didn’t know how much time had passed, but as her eyebrows twitched, Fang Xiaocao gradually came to. In the haze before she even opened her eyes, she felt the piercing light overhead.
Although her mind was still a confused mush, her experiences with life and death instinctively raised an ominous premonition in her heart.
“Damn it!”
“This isn’t in the tomb chamber anymore!”
Fang Xiaocao cursed inwardly, sensing trouble.
She resisted the urge to open her eyes and discover the truth.
Fang Xiaocao tried to regulate her breathing to make it seem as if she was still asleep and had never woken up.
She strained her ears, listening for any rustle of movement.
“Where am I? Could it be that Taotie and his people have taken me out of the ancient tomb to a hospital?”
“That doesn’t seem right. What kind of hospital uses such bright lights? If it’s an operating room, it’s even less likely. Not to mention, if I’d been anesthetized, I might not have been able to wake up, and if my injuries needed surgery, there’d be absolutely no silence in the operating room…”
With her mind racing, Fang Xiaocao tried to analyze her current environment.
“Silent, dreadfully silent…”
“It should just be me here, right?”
“If that’s the case, I’m temporarily safe…”
After triple-checking that there wasn’t a sound near her, Fang Xiaocao cautiously opened a sliver of her eyes.
Through blurry vision, she saw an LED light hanging overhead; the ceiling was white, and the walls were white, suggesting to Fang Xiaocao that this was probably a laboratory or a sickroom.
Avoiding the light above, she looked to the sides and saw an iron bed not far from her, on which a disheveled woman lay only in underwear. The woman’s limbs were strapped to the edges of the bed, her hair covering her face, but judging by her figure, Fang Xiaocao thought the woman must be Hummingbird.
Seeing Hummingbird’s limbs tied up, Fang Xiaocao was startled and tried to move her own arms and legs.
That movement made her feel cold inside.
As she suspected…
Her own limbs were also bound.
“Dammit…”
“Where on earth is this place…”
Fang Xiaocao inwardly swore.
She struggled to turn her head and look around.
In the entire room, other than her and Hummingbird, she didn’t see Taotie or Tom.
Fang Xiaocao tried to call out to Hummingbird in a low voice, but Hummingbird lay motionless on the bed with no response, as if she were dead.
At that sight, Fang Xiaocao felt her heart sink.
“Looks like I have to figure a way to save myself…”
She murmured and began to attempt self-rescue. Noticing that the straps on Hummingbird’s wrists were like hard leather belts, which are not that secure and tend to leave extra spaces,
Fang Xiaocao tried to move her wrists.
Just as she expected!
The straps weren’t too tight, she could still move her wrists, and could definitely feel some not-so-small gaps.
Fang Xiaocao was elated, she began to vibrate her wrists back and forth, causing friction between her skin and the straps, now and then putting force into her arms and forcefully pulling outwards, allowing the rough edges of the straps to rub and collide with the skin on her palms.
Before long, Fang Xiaocao’s fair and delicate skin turned a bright red, her wrists and palms chafed raw by the belt, her blood staining it and the bedsheet, as well as her hands.
Fang Xiaocao clenched her teeth tightly, enduring the pain.
Not letting herself cry out.
But tears unbidden slid down from the corners of her eyes, soaking the pillow beneath her head.
In Fang Xiaocao’s almost masochistic struggle, the edges of her bound wrists and palms became a bloody blur. The intense pain made her bite through her lips, her whole body shaking, tears flooding like an unleashed canal, incessant.
“It should be about time…”
Fang Xiaocao said with a tremble in her voice.
She clenched her jaw, bearing the pain while moving her hands, and tried to make her entire palm and fingers as small as possible.
The next second!
Fang Xiaocao suddenly exerted her strength, yanking her hands outward, and amidst her suppressed cry of pain, her bloodied hand miraculously slipped out of the belt.
“Ah…”
Fang Xiaocao pulled her hand back in front of her, unable to suppress a muffled and silent wail.
The piercing pain twisted her features into a monstrous snarl. Not daring to make any noise, Fang Xiaocao buried her face into the already sweat and tear-soaked pillow, biting down hard on the disinfectant-scented pillowcase.
The pain made her weep uncontrollably.
After dozens of seconds, Fang Xiaocao finally stopped sobbing.
It wasn’t that the pain had subsided…
But that she had become numb to it.
Fang Xiaocao, trembling, reached her bloody hand down her neckline into her undergarment, and from a slit in her bra, she pulled out a tightly wrapped piece of blade with adhesive tape.
The action seemed simple.
But to Fang Xiaocao, it was akin to a torture, each rub of the wound against her clothes sharp enough to make her uncontrollably inhale sharply from pain.
She brought the blade to her mouth.
Using her teeth, she bit the tape wrapped around the blade.
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Little by little, she tore the tape off, exposing the sharp blade beneath.
Fang Xiaocao held the blade, struggling to twist her body, using the blade to cut through the belt binding her other hand.
Once…
Twice…
The belt was very sturdy, stiff and unbending.
Even cutting it with a blade was extremely difficult.
Under the stimulus of pain, Fang Xiaocao felt every second stretch into an eternity. After what seemed like forever, a “snap” echoed as the belt finally succumbed to the relentless assault of the blade and burst apart.
Releasing her other hand, Fang Xiaocao let out a long, relieving sigh.
By then, she was drenched in sweat.
She could not tell if it was from the pain or the exertion.
After lying down and resting for a few seconds, she switched the blade to her uninjured hand. Fang Xiaocao took a deep breath and, exerting force from her waist and abdomen, sat up.
Using the blade to free her feet from their bindings, the exhilaration of liberation brought her to tears of joy.
Staggering to her feet, stepping onto the cold floor, Fang Xiaocao wobbled over to the table by the door; her and Hummingbird’s clothes and weapons were laid out on it.
Perhaps out of overconfidence, the person who had tied her and Hummingbird there hadn’t taken their guns and daggers. Regaining her weapons brought a sense of security to the anxious Fang Xiaocao.
Only after she had picked up the gun and the dagger did Fang Xiaocao start to make her way toward Hummingbird, swaying unsteadily…
