Quick Transmigration: A Super-Effective Novel Within a Super-Effective Novel

[710, Plot.]

Lin Zhao calmed his breathing and, after adjusting to his body, called out to 710.

【Yes, host!】

Although 710 couldn't sense Lin Zhao's pain, it knew she was suffering just by looking at and hearing her voice, so it quickly got to work.

You are a miserable and desperate housewife, your life a complete mess...

[Your husband has a respectable job, but he's riddled with problems. He indulges in all sorts of vices, including drinking, gambling, and womanizing. Your mother-in-law thinks there's a throne to inherit in the family, but treats you like a servant...]

[You've been married for ten years and have given birth to three daughters, becoming a "chicken that can't lay eggs." When you were trying for your fourth child, a boy, you suffered severe bleeding due to overwork and lost your fertility. To squeeze every last drop of value out of you, your husband and mother-in-law bought you a high-value insurance policy and then sold you to human traffickers...]

[From then on, you never saw the light of day, becoming a tool for sexual gratification in the mountains, and died a few years later in a dark, sunless woodshed...]

[The original owner's wish was to punish the human traffickers who abducted her, punish all those who had abused her, and make her heartless husband and mother-in-law childless, penniless, and suffer a terrible death...]

That's easy to handle; scum deserves to die.

Lin Zhao suddenly had an idea. At this moment, her body had also adjusted. She opened her eyes and saw that she was tightly bound and locked in a very small woodshed. There were people talking outside the door.

"Don't worry, she's had three children already, she's experienced, she can definitely have another one! You're getting a bargain by only charging you 60,000 yuan!"

"It's not like I'm a virgin anymore, why is it so expensive... Can't you lower the price a bit?"

"So what if she's not a virgin? She's beautiful! How many girls this pretty do you see in your mountain village over the decades? You're over forty and you still want a virgin? Forget it, if you really want to have fun, just have her give birth to a baby girl, right?"

"Then we'd have to wait a few more years..."

"Hey, do you want it or not? If not, forget it. The cheapest price is 50,000 yuan, no problem! If you don't want it, I'll go to the next village!"

"Wait, wait, wait! I want it! I want it—ah!"

"I want your fucking!"

As Lin Zhao uttered a cry of "national essence," the door of the woodshed flew off instantly and landed squarely on the two men outside.

The villager who bought the original owner was pinned down by the door panel, immediately fell to the ground, broke two teeth, and passed out. The trafficker was also knocked down by the force of the flying door panel and sat on the ground, still dazed.

"you you!"

"Ahhhh!"

The trafficker pointed at Lin Zhao, surprised that she could break free even though she wasn't tied up. Lin Zhao then broke off a large piece of wood with her bare hands and plunged the spiked end into the trafficker's hand, into the ground.

Blood flowed down the trafficker's palm and instantly stained the ground red.

"If you dare to do something like this, don't blame me for killing you!"

Lin Zhao glared fiercely at the trafficker, then stepped on him, pulled out the wooden board, and plunged it into his other hand.

"Ouch—it hurts so much—"

"Pain? That's to be expected. Trafficking women and children, you deserve to go to hell!" Lin Zhao spat. "How will you be punished?"

Lin Zhao stroked her chin, pondering, when suddenly a brilliant idea struck her. The wooden plank in her hand was driven deep into the ground through the trafficker's hand. She turned around and went back to the woodshed to get an axe and some firewood.

"Let's start with pulling out tongues and cutting off fingers," Lin Zhao said coldly.

Just as she was talking about going to hell, she realized that this human trafficker would definitely go to hell after he died, so she might as well let him experience it first.

She had been to the hellish realms of the small world before, and while the punishments seemed strange at the time, she never had the chance to experience them herself.

Now the opportunity has come.

Lin Zhao chuckled.

The trafficker was terrified when he saw Lin Zhao carrying an axe. He trembled violently and even lost control of his bladder and bowels.

He pleaded in terror, "No! Don't kill me!"

"Don't worry, I won't let you die so quickly. I guarantee you'll 'live'."

Lin Zhao gave a sinister smile, but his hands moved swiftly to rip out the trafficker's tongue!

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The human trafficker's jaw was gripped by Lin Zhao, and despite the excruciating pain in his tongue, he was unable to break free and groaned in agony.

"Next comes cutting off fingers," Lin Zhao said without further ado.

Although the trafficker's hand was pinned to the ground, Lin Zhao's axe was large, and he had the intention to torture the trafficker, so every time he chopped, the axe was crooked and inaccurate.

The human trafficker's ten fingers were cut into jagged pieces, with wounds upon wounds, leaving a bloody mess.

"what!"

But no one knows what method Lin Zhao used, the trafficker couldn't die even after being tortured like this. He was in so much pain that he fainted and woke up again and then fainted again. He finally managed to get through it when Lin Zhao chopped off both of his hands. But then Lin Zhao squatted down again, the axe sticking coldly against his flesh.

"Next, we'll saw the meat off and fry it in oil." Lin Zhao's expression grew increasingly excited.

No, no! The human trafficker screamed in his mind.

But Lin Zhao wouldn't listen to him. He snapped his fingers, and the firewood under the pot burst into flames.

At the same time, Lin Zhao also wielded his giant axe and began to chop it into eight pieces.

"Uhhhhhh-"

The human traffickers' screams, like those of a pig being slaughtered, rang out.

By the time Lin Zhao finished his work, the oil in the pot was already heated.

"Fuck-"

The human traffickers, along with the rotten flesh that had just been photographed by Lin, were all apprehended.

The oil in the pan boiled instantly, and a pungent, burnt smell filled the air.

Because the human trafficker was still conscious, he only felt excruciating pain in every inch of his flesh and bones.

He used to only appreciate the crispiness of fried food, but now the crispiness has spread to his own body.

He made a "whoosh" sound in his throat, but he couldn't break free no matter what he did.

Lin Zhao glanced disdainfully at the pot. The fire under the pot was special; it wouldn't go out unless she touched it. The human trafficker would spend the rest of her life suffering from being fried and boiled.

"Murder! Murder! Murder!"

Suddenly, a noise came from behind. Lin Zhao turned around coldly and met the terrified gaze of the villager who had bought the original owner of the house.

The villager's name was Huang Dacai. He was the only one left in his family. He was born and raised in these mountains and was over forty years old but still hadn't found a wife.

Huang Dacai was extremely greedy, so he followed the example of other men in the village and saved up tens of thousands of yuan to buy the original owner from a human trafficker who frequently came to their village. He didn't have much money, so he couldn't buy a young woman who hadn't had children. He could only buy someone like the original owner who had been married and had children.

However, the original owner was very beautiful, and Huang Dacai felt that he had gotten a good deal.

After Huang Dacai bought the original owner, he kept her locked in the woodshed, feeding her only once a day. Apart from doing things to give birth to sons, he rarely came to see her, treating her completely as a breeding machine.

Several months later, when the original owner's belly still showed no signs of pregnancy, Huang Dacai realized something was wrong and invited the villagers to come and see. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the original owner's genitals were exposed, and some of the older women noticed that the original owner could not have children.

Huang Dacai then realized he had been scammed and said it was bad luck. He couldn't return the goods, having spent tens of thousands of yuan for nothing, and they didn't even give the original owner a meal.

Later, some men in the village lusted after the original owner's body and secretly tried to enter the woodshed to sleep with her. When Huang Dacai discovered this, in order to earn back the money he had spent on the original owner, he simply tied her up with a rope and started selling her for ten yuan a time.

There are many men in the village, and even more bachelors. As soon as the news of Huang Dacai selling his wife spread, the woodshed became a bustling place. The original owner of the body was completely reduced to an object for men to satisfy their lust.

Since she couldn't have children anymore, Huang Dacai had squeezed all her remaining value out of her. With more and more money in hand, Huang Dacai planned to buy another new wife who hadn't been deflowered.

After recalling the original owner's past, Lin Zhao's gaze turned icy cold as he dragged his axe step by step toward Huang Dacai.