Infinite Paradise
Chapter 25 - 15 Raging Waves Symphony Trailer

Chapter 25: 15 Raging Waves Symphony Trailer

For most people, the happiest things in life include getting a promotion with a raise, marrying a beautiful and wealthy woman, and reaching the peak of life. However, Le Cheng was not content with just that; he also thought of killing his boss.

The Prison Director was that boss.

But killing the Prison Director was no easy task. Not to mention his own strength, just dealing with those top officials was already not easy... Although many of them were double-dealers, this could only be discussed privately; on the surface, they were very loyal.

To put it bluntly, ’whoever wins, they help,’ might sound somewhat distasteful, but at least before the Prison Director showed signs of weakness, they absolutely would not rebel openly.

Therefore, Le Cheng needed to thoroughly muddle the waters in prison, to separate these people as much as possible, creating a one-on-one situation with the Prison Director.

Regarding the method, he already had a preliminary plan prior to officially becoming a senior manager of the prison, and now he could begin its implementation.

That evening, Le Cheng gathered all the Prison Guards and some prison guards in the square in front of the canteen.

Tasked by the Prison Director, the other senior officials had no choice but to cooperate. A total of thirty-eight Prison Guards were present, but apart from Mei and Ya, all the remaining Prison Guards were men, and among them, Le Cheng also recognized six familiar faces.

Though these six players were each talented, possessing stunning strategic and tactical skills, their physical strength was clearly not enough to defeat the Prison Guards - an idea rather far-fetched. But upon thinking it over, Le Cheng roughly understood what was happening.

Normally, regular players really couldn’t pose a threat to the Prison Guards, but things were different after last night’s event; no Prison Guard could maintain their normal combat effectiveness after the crazy Sexy Party, especially since most of their combat power came from the ghost clothes.

After observing again, Le Cheng indeed noticed that several faces from last night’s party were missing.

Clearly, during his hosting of the Sexy Party, those six players had not been idle.

Le Cheng smiled and then raised his arms and shouted.

"My friends, I love Slaanesh!"

"..." Upon hearing this, whether they were Slaanesh believers or not, all were utterly confused.

"Be it the pleasure of the flesh, or the joy of the spirit, no one can resist their temptations; the God of Slaanesh grants us all these desires, allowing us to indulge in pleasures beyond the common man’s imagination, sinking in the spirit of satisfaction and joy, and our desires, ambitions, and self-indulgence are the signs of following Him."

The crowd was silent. No one understood what Le Cheng was really trying to say.

"Just like Raymond’s death today, it was absolutely wonderful, don’t you think? As the high and mighty Defense Minister, monopolizing all the desirable women and resources around him, he undoubtedly deprived us of happiness and pleasure. Even the God of Slaanesh could not stand it, thus he received Divine Punishment... Exclusive possession was indeed his cause of death!"

Brilliant!

From a distance, upon hearing these words, the Prison Director’s eyes lit up. Explaining Raymond’s death as Divine Punishment could quell the restless spirits of rebellion among the people, including the following mass purge, which could also be seen as Divine Punishment. Why hadn’t he thought of that himself?

What he did not realize was that when Le Cheng attributed this unfounded "charge" to the God of Slaanesh, he did not feel the slightest disrespect; perhaps even he himself did not realize that over the years in Mysterious Prison, entranced by supreme power, he had completely lost the faith and sincerity toward the divine that he had during his time as the White Robed Bishop.

And at this moment, it seemed like the audience began to understand a bit, especially the personnel from the Defense Department; Le Cheng’s words directly hit home. Raymond, that damned old dog, monopolizing all the women in the department for himself, and when he indulged in women, he was utterly unrestrained, with maybe one out of ten surviving; Wouldn’t they have had to shift their sexual preferences, if not for this?

"So Raymond died, to his dead arrogance, and disloyalty to Slaanesh! And I, having garnered the appreciation of the Prison Director, officially take over Raymond’s position. Rest assured, everyone, Raymond’s death will have no impact on us. Instead, I want to celebrate this joyous time with everyone. For the next four days starting today, I am covering all your meal costs, including your subordinates; everyone can eat and drink freely in the canteen, and afterward, I will host a grand party, letting everyone enjoy the utmost pleasure, that’s all I have to say."

After Le Cheng finished, the area was still silent.

Mei and Ya looked around, seeing no one respond, they immediately took the lead in clapping, prompting a sporadic response from others.

It wasn’t that their reaction was lukewarm, but they were somewhat skeptical about this news. Raymond had just died, and Le Cheng was immediately inviting them to a feast and even planning a Sexy Party for everyone. Could there really be such good things?

At the same time, Oink walked out from the kitchen and casually hung a sign at the entrance of the canteen.

[All meals free for four days, unlimited supply.]

Is this for real?

Everyone on-site was stunned, especially the prison guards. Although these base-level staff were paid, they did the dirtiest and most tiring jobs. Their monthly salary was only enough to fill their stomachs, sometimes still leaving them hungry, yet now they could eat and drink as much as they wanted for four days without quantity restrictions, which was undoubtedly a huge temptation for them.

Even some of the Prison Guards subconsciously drooled.

Then, when the first person tried to order a meal and asked Oink if he needed to pay and was answered no, everyone went crazy.

At this point, who still cared about Raymond?

Rice-eating people, rice-eating souls, those who are not active in eating are problematic in mind.

The entire canteen was suddenly filled with the active figures of rice-eating people.

Among all, only those six players were lost in thought.

"I always feel there is something eerie about this situation."

"Weren’t we supposed to have a big purge? Why did he suddenly become the Defense Minister?"

"Surely it can’t be just because he’s handsome, and Marilyn blindly supports him, right?"

"Even if Marilyn would do that, what about the Prison Director? What about the other higher-ups?"

The six players sat in a corner, discussing in low voices.

Suddenly, one player’s eyes gleamed with fierceness, and he made a gesture across his own neck, "Why not, let’s just kill him."

"Why should he always be ahead eating meat, while we can only follow behind drinking soup? He’s just a yellow-skinned monkey, how are we any worse than him?"

At first, the other players hesitated about killing Le Cheng, but upon hearing the last remark, a murderous intent appeared in everyone’s eyes.

Indeed, among the players, seven were white and there was one Asian. Clearly, the white players were superior both in quality and quantity, yet now, they had to endure a yellow-skinned monkey defecating on their heads. How could they tolerate such a thing!

"Exactly, we should kill him. Since he can take Raymond’s place, we can replace his."

After all, Infinite Paradise didn’t specify that players couldn’t kill each other, which implies that the killings between players are tacitly allowed.

If it were the real world, even if they had such thoughts, they might not dare to act on them due to all sorts of concerns, but here in Infinite Paradise, in this Mysterious Prison influenced by the God of Slaanesh, their unrestrained ambitions and desires, free from moral and legal obligations, swelled unprecedentedly, releasing the malice in their hearts like wild horses set loose.

Soon, this proposal was unanimously approved.

Le Cheng did not know that the six players, who had passed the prison guard exam because of him, were planning to unite against him, but even if he knew, he wouldn’t care... From the beginning, he never took these people’s lives to heart.

He was just focused on doing what he wanted to do.

However, the Prison Director was always paying attention to Le Cheng, looking forward to his big purge.

To curry favor by hosting meals, to lower oneself to a dog’s position, that must be followed by a beheading, right?

However, since that day, Le Cheng began to keep a low profile, aside from occasionally visiting the Defense Department as a formality, he spent most of his time in the management office, hosting Sexy Parties with Marilyn and a few other women, reveling day and night, his vigorous energy making the Prison Director puzzled and immensely envious.

But what about the promised big purge?

As time gradually passed, a shadow started to cloud the Prison Director’s heart because he realized he could not see through Le Cheng, nor did he know what the latter intended to do... Whenever he thought of this, he would unconsciously furrow his brow, and even the woman in his arms didn’t feel appealing anymore.

Le Cheng hadn’t taken action, but the free catering in the cafeteria never missed a beat.

The costs were split between the management and the Defense Department, in other words, Le Cheng had killed Raymond, not only taking his place but also spending his money, truly making the most of resources.

And after three days of nurturing, the prison guards and guards had developed a high degree of self-awareness, and every mealtime, they would uniformly arrive at the cafeteria to eat and drink for free.

Just like leeks, flourishing robustly.

On the fourth morning, Le Cheng was playing the piano in Marilyn’s bedroom. Marilyn actually didn’t have this interest; it was more of a sexual fancy for her, but Le Cheng really enjoyed playing a tune after, immersing himself in an imagined world and bringing those imaginations into reality...

"My dear, the leeks seem to be ripe now."

As the music ended, Marilyn walked down from the bed, came up behind Le Cheng, and wrapped her arms intimately around his neck, softly speaking.

"Yes, it’s time to harvest."

Le Cheng walked to the window, looked at the vague haze in the sky, and his lips curled up in a pleased smile.

"Then let’s begin, allow me to dedicate one last symphony to this prison... a Chapter of tumultuous music!"

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