Lucius still didn’t know that his meat had been targeted and continued to beg for mercy.

Just then, Avery received a private message from Vikram, which was the news that food could be obtained from resource points.

He didn’t know if the news was true, but he didn’t say much.

Anyway, he had already gotten today’s harvest.

He was about to take Lucius back to the Shelter for a feast, but a message popped up in the group again.

[Vikram: @Avery, want to earn some extra money?]

Avery immediately understood the meaning behind Vikram’s words, glared fiercely at Lucius in his hand, then grinned.

[Avery: What’s the deal, Big Boss Vikram? How do you want me to deal with this scoundrel?]

[Vikram: Simple. Start a live stream, slap him ten times, and I’ll give you half a kg of fresh vegetables. How about it?]

[Avery: Is that true?]

Avery’s eyes lit up. First, he was excited, then he looked at Lucius with a cruel expression.

He had witnessed Vikram’s strength. If the other party wasn’t lying to him, this was simply free food.

Not only was Avery excited, but other members in the group also began to stir.

"Big Boss Vikram, I’m very close to him. Is it still in time if I rush over now to slap him?"

"Yes, don’t even mention slapping him. It’s just a word from you, and I’ll kick that little brat’s life out of him."

With profit to be made, these petty people didn’t even care that it was night and still very dangerous outside. One by one, they wanted to rush to that coordinate.

After all, judging from Avery’s tone just now, Vikram must have already fulfilled his promise.

Since he kept his word, why would they hesitate?

However, no matter how fast these people were, they couldn’t be faster than Avery, who had already controlled Lucius.

The next second, someone in the group had already initiated a video call.

[Radhika: Looks like someone’s in for a bad night.]

While Vikram was offering a reward for Lucius’s coordinates in the group chat, Radhika and Geetanjali had already traded over two ten-liter barrels of gasoline.

Seeing that Vikram showed no sign of anger, they breathed a sigh of relief and then sent a message, feeling vindicated.

Vikram smiled without speaking.

He had received his due reward, and out of guilt, the two women had even given him an additional ten liters of gasoline. He had nothing to complain about.

Now was the time to enjoy the show.

The moment Vikram, nestled on the sofa, clicked to open the call, Lucius’s face, which had already taken a punch, appeared on the Survival Platform’s holographic screen.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, look who it is?"

"Weren’t you quite vocal just now? Why can’t you squeeze out a single word now?"

Vikram never believed in the saying that a gentleman’s revenge is never too late, even after ten years. In his eyes, it was all nonsense.

To put it bluntly, wasn’t it just waiting that long because they couldn’t win? He had the strength, so why wait ten years? Wouldn’t it be more satisfying to get revenge on the spot?

Lucius, whose eye sockets were red, saw Vikram’s smug face on the video call and immediately became angry.

The other party had already told Avery how to get supplies. He didn’t believe Vikram could order him to do more.

Being captured, he naturally didn’t know what Vikram had told Avery, thinking it was just about humiliating him and nothing more.

He figured that after today, the Wasteland would enter a safe zone anyway, so at worst, he would just move to another place and rebuild his Shelter.

Seeing Vikram’s face, which was full of disdain, he immediately cursed, "You brat, you’re very proud, aren’t you? I’m telling you, today was just your good luck finding me."

"You’d better hope I don’t find the coordinates of your Shelter, or I’ll definitely make you pay a hundredfold."

"Ah!!!" A pained scream came through the screen, and Lucius, whose face had been punched again, stared furiously at Avery.

"What are you doing?!" Clutching his bleeding eye socket, Lucius said angrily.

"I’m dirt poor; what good is it to you to kill me? Why are you helping this dog-like person like this?" Avery heard this and a mocking sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You don’t have anything valuable on you, but someone is paying for slaps on your face." Avery’s words instantly gave Lucius goosebumps.

With Vikram in front of the screen and the group members appearing in the video one after another, Lucius’s pupils constricted even further.

"What do you mean?"

"It’s you? Vikram!"

"What the hell do you want?" Lucius, who had already realized something was wrong, struggled violently, trying to escape Avery’s grasp.

But he was horrified to find that his weak struggles were completely useless.

Avery didn’t even look at him, tying him up with a rope like a dead dog.

After finishing everything, he turned to Vikram and said, "Big Boss Vikram, are you sure ten slaps will get me half a kg of fresh vegetables?"

Vikram looked at Lucius’s constantly shouting face on the screen, a sly smile appearing.

"Of course, the more you hit, the more you get. No deception for young or old."

After speaking, he didn’t hesitate, waving his hand and directly gifting five kgs of cabbage to the other party through a transaction.

"First, give me a hundred slaps to get things started."

"Alright, Big Boss Vikram is generous."

Avery received the vegetables and didn’t care about anything else. Before Lucius could recover, his large palm swung out heavily without holding back.

"Bang bang bang!" As if fearing that Vikram wouldn’t be pleased or satisfied enough, Avery used all his strength to furiously slap Lucius’s face.

Initially, Lucius tried to resist and block his face with his arms, but he tragically discovered that...

His struggles, apart from leaving scratches on the parts of his body that were tied, were completely ineffective.

"Ah!!!" A shrill roar echoed through the group’s video communication, and the onlookers all gasped.

After only three slaps, blood was already seeping from the corners of Lucius’s mouth.

As the slaps continued, by the twelfth hit, the skin on his face was cracked open, and blood flowed profusely.

Of course, even so, none of these onlookers chose to intervene.

They had already witnessed Vikram’s decisive methods and abundant resources.

Everyone didn’t recognize Lucius; no one would offend a powerful Survivor like Vikram for a stranger like him.

Instead, these people were now eager to find an opportunity to curry favor with Vikram.

That was five kgs of fresh vegetables! If they ate sparingly, it would be enough for them to eat for ten days.

Now, just for slapping a Survivor, he gave it away just like that.

Vikram, however, didn’t pay much attention to it.

Five kgs of fresh vegetables sounded like a lot, but in reality, the cabbage grown in his greenhouse weighed at least five kgs per head.

Compared to the negligible growth cycle of cabbage, this amount of food was nothing in Vikram’s eyes.

Just feeling the softness and fragrance in the arms on each side, Vikram enjoyed watching the anger in Lucius’s eyes gradually turn into terror, and finally despair.

"Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me, I was wrong, Big Boss Vikram, please let me go!" Lucius, with a mouth full of blood, kept begging for mercy.

After thirty slaps, there was no normal flesh left on his face.

His already small, almost invisible dead fish eyes were completely blocked by the swollen wounds around his eye sockets.

Vikram wasn’t even sure if the other party could still see.

"Stop!" After the fortieth slap landed, Vikram reached out to stop Avery’s actions.

"I’m sorry, Big Boss Vikram, I shouldn’t have caused you trouble, please let me go!" By this time, Lucius’s face had swollen into a pig’s head. After Avery stopped, he fell weakly onto the cold ground, mumbling pleas for mercy.

He looked quite frightening, making Vikram constantly click his tongue.

Shaking his stinging palms, Avery said, "Big Boss Vikram, there are still sixty more, aren’t you going to hit him?"

After continuously slapping forty times, not to mention Lucius, even Avery’s hands were a bit red and swollen.

But thinking about how easily he got five kgs of food, everything felt worth it again.

"No need to trouble yourself. Dislocate both his arms, use a torn cloth to stop the bleeding, and let him fend for himself."

Killing him directly would be too easy for him. Dislocating both his arms would not only render him incapable of doing anything but also allow him to suffer in pain for a while, which was much better than actively killing him.

"Then... the extra cabbage."

"I don’t need you to return it. Just do as I say."

"Understood! Big Boss Vikram." Avery’s expression brightened, and he immediately dislocated the other party’s arms live in front of the group members watching the broadcast.

During his intense screams of pain, he didn’t care about infection or anything; he just tore off Lucius’s underpants, ripped them in half, and used them to bandage him.

Vikram covered the eyes of the two women to prevent them from seeing Lucius’s ’embroidered needle’.

Giving Avery a nod of approval, Vikram happily closed the chat group.

Only then did he slowly lower his hands that had been covering the two women’s eyes.

Anjali looked puzzled, while Divya playfully stuck out her little tongue.

"It’s not like I haven’t seen it before, what’s there to cover?"

As she spoke, her gaze gradually drifted to the area below Vikram’s abdomen, a blush rising on her face.

"You want to see? Then come to my room tonight, I guarantee you’ll see enough."

Hearing this, Divya’s heart skipped a beat, and she immediately turned her head away from him.

Vikram chuckled at her reaction, and embraced the two of them again.

"Do you think I was too cruel today?" In the eyes of ordinary people, Vikram had only been falsely accused a couple of times and hadn’t suffered any real harm.

Doing this seemed a bit excessive.

"Hmph, cruel my ass."

"This Lucius is shameless. I was wondering why you didn’t just kill him directly." Anjali’s small face was scrunched up, thinking of what had happened earlier, she couldn’t help but feel angry.

"That’s right, the basic quality in this chat group is getting lower and lower. I don’t know why Kashif would let such people in."

Divya looked at the increasing number of members in the group, feeling very uneasy.

Earlier, in the chat group, everyone was very harmonious and helped each other.

Now, it seems that apart from some of the older members who still maintain that, these new members only care about profit.

Not to mention Lucius today, he was simply outrageous.

Vikram shrugged. He was quite puzzled as to why no one came to intervene after such a big incident just now...

On the other side, Avery, who had closed the video communication, carefully put away the vegetables he had obtained.

He glanced at Lucius, who had already fainted, and his throat involuntarily moved up and down.

Then he grabbed his knife and approached...

"Hiss!" Lucius, waking from his stupor, gasped for air.

He tried to reach up and cover his swollen head, but found his arms wouldn’t obey him.

When he saw the empty spaces where his arms should have been, the terror and despair in his eyes became uncontrollable.

"Hoo~ Hoo~" With his dead-fish eyes wide open, Lucius breathed heavily, a wave of regret washing over him as he recalled everything that had happened.

This whole situation was just because he had typed a few fabricated messages in the group chat.

Just then, a sound of footsteps echoed by the bed where he lay.

"Tap! Tap!"

"Awake?"

"Have some food." The person was Avery, holding a plate in his hands.

Seeing the executioner who had severed his arms, Lucius propped himself up and desperately tried to back away.

"Get lost!"

"I’m already like this, what more do you want?" Tears streamed down his face, which was swollen like a pig’s head from the beating, as Lucius roared with hatred.

"Nothing much, just offering you some meat..."

"How is it? It tastes good, right?"

Covering the other man’s mouth, Avery said with a hint of anticipation on his face.

Although his arms were gone, he didn’t want to die yet, so he could only obey the other man.

Lucius wouldn’t dare say no, nodding frantically.

Who knew that it would have been better if he hadn’t spoken; as soon as he finished, Lucius noticed the strange look in the other man’s eyes.

That look was clearly the same as the expression of those starving Survivors seeing food.

"Good that it tastes good. I was worried it might be too gamey to swallow."

"You..."

Combining his expression and the question, Lucius’s eyes immediately widened.

However, before he could make a move, Avery had already revealed a ferocious face.

The last image Lucius saw before he died was a long blade falling towards him...