It’s A Monster Chapter 57: Rescue

Chapter 57: Rescue

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: Karai

The half-abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city had once been a wool mill. Later, due to environmental pollution issues, the production equipment had gradually been removed, leaving only some administrative offices still running. The average age of the remaining employees was at least fifty, making the place feel more like a desolate retirement home than a functioning business. Lei Qing said to Shi Wenze, “Tiangou is in this factory right now.”

So was Xu You. He was lying on the operating table, his large tail smacking around wildly with a loud pa-pa-pa, creating a constant racket. Sakia ignored his antics as she recorded notes nearby.

Xu You stretched his neck and asked, “If you’re dead set on modifying me, can I at least pick which part gets changed?”

Sakia glanced at him. “No need to choose. We’re going to replace your entire skeletal system with regenerative metal.”

“That sounds like a pretty tough procedure,” Xu You objected. “Are you sure it’ll succeed?”

“We’re not,” she replied coolly. “You’re the first test subject. Precisely because the operation is so complex, we needed to find a healthy, young, physically strong, and unusually powerful rare beast.”

“So that’s why you kidnapped me instead of that half-qilin?” Xu You asked. “I’m your carefully selected prize?”

Sakia nodded. “He only has half-monster blood. In our eyes, that makes him a defective failure.”

“Okay, okay.” Xu You made a face. But be real, he thought, that half-qilin is burlier and tougher than I am. You guys clearly have guts… and terrible taste.

Sakia looked at him. “Any last words?”

Xu You had a bad feeling about this. It was starting to feel like the final moments of his life. “What are the odds I’ll wake up again?”

“Fifty percent.”

Considering even double eyelid surgery had a one percent failure rate, a full skeleton replacement having a fifty percent success rate felt… fair enough.

Xu You asked, “What kind of metal are you using—nickel-chrome alloy, pure titanium, or full ceramic?”

“Bone modification isn’t the same as getting a dental filling,” Sakia said. “You can talk all you want, but you’re going under whether you stall or not.”

“But every extra minute is a win,” Xu You insisted, continuing to ramble. “What about your foreign friend?”

“He’s upstairs. Very excited to see your operation succeed.” Sakia opened the anesthetic valve. “Goodnight—”

“Wait! One last question!” Xu You interrupted. She motioned for him to speak. Straining against the straps, Xu You forced himself upright. “Has no one noticed how suspiciously fast my appendix healed?”

Sakia’s expression shifted. But before she could inject the anesthesia, the entire operating table let out a screech like grinding metal and shattered glass—and promptly broke apart. Turns out this so-called carefully selected rare beast was definitely healthy and strong. No one before him had ever managed to dismantle a surgical bed with their bare hands.

“Get him!” Sakia screamed. Chiwen, still half-strapped to the ruined table, exploded forward like a cannonball—heavy and full of devastating force. Alarms blared throughout the corridor. A dozen guards charged toward the OR, but they barely turned the corner before a bed came flying at them. Its jagged, broken edge sliced effortlessly through tough scale armor like a hot knife through butter. In the midst of panicked screams, white walls were splattered with color.

Chiwen: Excessive force—sorry ’bout that! Sakia’s true form was that of a bird, with bright red claws. As a straight man, Xu You had no appreciation for such razor-sharp beauty. He could only judge by color—and red usually meant poison. Best to steer clear.

He bolted down the hall, shouting, “Shouldn’t you at least tell them to take me alive?” I’m young and strong, after all—aaah! Chiwen veered sharply into a corner, narrowly dodging an electrified net that fell from the ceiling. Blue-violet arcs crackled in the air. His serpentine body shivered at the sight—note to self: work overtime and stop messing around.

He hooked one claw into a ceiling pipe, then swung his tail in a wide, roaring arc. Sakia didn’t dodge in time. A flurry of colorful feathers drifted through the air like confetti.

Nice job, Xu You thought. He didn’t linger on that floor. He bolted down the hallway, eyes scanning each room. One after another, they passed—rooms that weren’t really rooms, but cells. Beds surrounded by iron bars and reinforced glass, filled with monsters in all kinds of states—exposed veins, misshapen bones…

“Damn it!” Chiwen smashed through a guard, then barreled into the glass at the end of the hallway. But instead of fleeing the building, he went upstairs. Metal grates twisted like licorice under his strength. Shards of glass flew like an avalanche. Room after room lit up with red warning lights, casting blood-colored glows across the sterile white walls. Chiwen cracked his knuckles. It was time to show this Red Couple a little color of their own. Apparently, Wang Ran had the same idea. Before Xu You could even act, Wang Ran roared and spat a stream of foul-smelling venom.

That kind of attack? Disgusting. Xu You was definitely filing for level-three workplace injury when he got back. Maybe even hit up the therapy room for a good chat with one of the elegant crane sisters. He leapt away from the splattering biohazard, grabbed a bottle of hand sanitizer from the windowsill, twisted off the cap, and chucked it right into Wang Ran’s mouth. “No need to thank me—just consider it a lesson in oral hygiene!”

Wang Ran snarled, foaming at the mouth. Xu You had never seen a bubble machine quite like this. His imagination sparked. Disney Snake, he mused. Next parade, you’re riding the front float.

Wang Ran slammed into his chest. Chiwen couldn’t dodge in time—his back crashed into the wall with a deafening boom, sending cracks spiderwebbing across the surface. His throat tasted metallic. He turned his head with effort to avoid the monster’s venomous fangs. “Killing me…”

Faced with such a straightforward request, Wang Ran hesitated, confused. Then Xu You added, “…is no good for you! Stop stop—now stop! Quickly, please!”

Wang Ran: “…”

At that moment, Sakia, who had been beaten bald, came hobbling over. Seeing that the boss had subdued Chiwen, she clearly let out a breath of relief. But her attempt at sedation had failed again—because Xu You had very quickly pinpointed the vulnerable spot on Wang Ran’s snake body and, with all his strength, whipped his tail at it. Crack!

Which part broke, and who felt the pain—only they knew. But from that point on, Xu You gained a new piece of knowledge: apparently, foreign Wang Rans were snakes too. In a fight, you could absolutely refer to the law enforcement manual titled How to Quickly Subdue a Giant Serpent from Mount Qingcheng.

The searing pain drove Wang Ran into an even greater frenzy. He bared his tiny front claws, his nails stabbing like thick needles into Xu You’s greenish scales. Caught off guard, Chiwen stumbled backward and crashed to the ground. Wang Ran’s spit dripped right next to his ear, vividly illustrating how terrifying an unbrushed man could be.

Xu You had always considered himself rough and straightforward—very much the “straight guy” type. But now, faced with this comparison, he was shocked to realize: Damn, I’m actually a delicate boy—clean and fragrant.

Taking advantage of the momentary lapse in Wang Ran’s grip, he shifted back into human form and slipped out from under his body, planting himself against the wall. His waist and abdomen burned fiercely, the venom sending tingling numbness through his blood. Guards stormed up the stairs from all directions, outnumbering him ten to one—completely unfair, no honor at all.

Xu You analyzed the situation briefly. He could still theoretically hold out, but this Wang Ran was absurdly tough—like a game’s final boss, squatting there with a health bar so thick it stretched offscreen.

Okay, okay. I’ll try one last time. If I still can’t take him out with this hit, I’ll retreat to the fountain and heal up. With that thought, Chiwen gritted his teeth and unleashed every ounce of power he had into one massive tail sweep. BOOM! Lightning crashed through the corridor, engulfing everything.

Chiwen’s face paled. He frantically twisted his body to dodge, but still got a few strands of his dragon whiskers singed. The smell of scorched hair hit him all at once, and he yelled in distress, “Could you aim that a little away from me?!”

Shi Wenze leapt in through the window. “Next time. Promise.”

Wang Ran looked toward the new intruder with a scowl.

Shi Wenze glanced at Xu You’s blood-soaked waist. “Get out.”

“I can still hang on a little longer,” Xu You started, “There are a lot of monsters still ins—hey! HEY HEY HEY!”

A green blur arced across the air and crashed into the glass on the other side of the building. Xu You cursed as he was flung out—Shi Wenze had grabbed him by the tail and tossed him like a shot put.

“I’m injured, damn it!” Chiwen roared furiously. “Can’t you throw me with a little more care?!”

Two bluebirds carrying a stretcher swooped in, gently settled him inside, and—without a word—shoved him into the ambulance that had just pulled up from the horizon.

“How many of us came?” Xu You asked, clawing at the window to peek outside.

“Enough to flatten this whole factory,” the medic replied, tugging an oxygen mask over him. “Please lie still.”

“I’m good on the lying down part.” Xu You looked up. “Do you have antivenom for Wang Ran’s snake poison?”

“We do.” The medic nodded. “Mr. Chiwen, the antidote is right here. Please just—hey, slow down with that injection!”

Chiwen tossed the empty syringe aside and sprang out of the ambulance. He nearly ran headfirst into a slim white dragon—still wearing a frilly sweater. The moment he saw him, he swerved to the side, willing to pull a muscle if it meant not crashing into someone from the inspection team.

The little white dragon furrowed her brows. “Why are you getting out of the ambulance?”

“I’ve completed all my treatment,” Chiwen answered smoothly.

He eyed the haphazardly wrapped bandages on him. “Back inside.”

Chiwen didn’t want to go. He tried to bargain. “I’ll take you to watch Brother Shi fight.”

He gave him a cold glare. “I’ll count to three.”

Chiwen sighed. With extreme reluctance and zero enthusiasm, he dragged himself back inside the ambulance. Only then did the white dragon turn and fly toward the small building in the distance. His flight was a little unsteady, but his momentum made up for it.

Just like the nurse had said, the entire factory was now surrounded by the police. Most of the monsters hadn’t resisted at all and had obediently surrendered. As the perimeter tightened, the focal point narrowed to a single small, run-down white building on the southwestern side.

The little white dragon found a gap and slipped in through a window. A bit of dust clung to the edge of his frilly collar. He frowned with disgust, shifted his taser to his other paw, and then gracefully raised his claw to knock.

 

 

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