Chapter 513 A Woman's Story

Naturally, no one was willing to accept such a situation. Many chose to resist, trying to find the company's负责人, but were told that the负责人 had already left.

These women, however, had been sold by the company's负责人.

Their united resistance was met with beatings and even more painful torment.

Yet, they did not give up, always looking for ways to reclaim their rights.

Until one day, a woman who had been at the forefront of the resistance was dragged out.

More than ten burly men subjected that woman to inhuman torture.

And they gang-raped her.

To prevent her from dying, they even injected her with adrenaline, forcing her to live in pain.

The torture lasted for an entire day.

And for this entire day, all the other women were forced to watch from the side, with armed men glaring at them menacingly.

Midway through, many women couldn't bear it and tried to intervene, only to be met with merciless beatings.

When one woman fought back and injured a man, the man, in front of everyone, shoved the gun into the woman's mouth and pulled the trigger.

Blood and gore splattered everywhere. At that moment, all the women in the ship's cabin fell into despair.

They knew these men were devils who would not hesitate to kill.

By that night, the leader of the resistance was on the verge of death from the torture, her body swollen and her life a living hell.

The men hung the female leader upside down in their living quarters.

That night, the woman's screams did not cease for a single second.

None of the women in the room slept.

By the next morning, the defiant female leader had died a painful death…

From then on, these women became obedient.

Not a single one dared to resist, nor did anyone dare to say another word.

And those men became even more brazen.

After bathing in a room below, they would summon one or several women to clean them up nearby, and then to accompany them.

Only after accompanying them could they receive a meager reward…

Leftover food, dirty water…

Those meager provisions were what sustained their lives.

This life continued for a long time, and the women could no longer bear it.

Many even chose to commit suicide.

But!

Those men captured the woman who committed suicide and, through some unknown means, saved her life.

Then, they tortured her again…

To the point where, later on, the women lived numbly, no longer even daring to die.

This was why these women were all emaciated and sallow-faced.

These women had no idea what was happening outside. It was just that one day, someone suddenly descended with a gun, ordering them to remain absolutely quiet.

But that night, one woman couldn't bear it any longer and let out a cry.

As a result, the man with the gun almost killed her. It wasn't until they later heard noises.

That one woman cautiously knocked on the ship's cabin, and finally, they were rescued.

As she recounted this, Luo Yaqin's eyes turned red: "Those people are not human at all!"

I nodded. If I had known such things had happened, I would have unhesitatingly killed all those bastards, even if they had survived.

The next morning, I had the mercenaries prepare fresh food and send it to the women.

Then, I sent Lin Chun down.

On one hand, it was to protect the women's safety, and on the other hand, it was to inform them about the current situation on the deserted island.

I still didn't know a way off the island. If they were to remain here, they couldn't just do nothing.

They had to integrate into the collective, work with us, even on the most basic tasks.

For example, helping with cooking, or helping to plant things.

But no matter what, they could not be treated as useless individuals.

And the prerequisite for doing these things was that they had to clearly understand their current predicament.

Thus, another four or five days passed.

During these days, I also had some mercenaries talk to the savages.

Including issuing them strict orders never to harm the women.

This way, I could ensure that they could coexist peacefully under the most basic conditions.

It wasn't until the fifth day that the women disembarked.

After five days, the women's condition had improved considerably, and their faces gradually regained some color.

Upon seeing this environment, many still wept.

This was within my expectations.

However, I didn't offer too much explanation. Adapting to these things takes time; they would gradually get used to it.

If I said too much, it might have the opposite effect.

The previous houses had all been built. I inspected each house and then let them choose their roommates. They were to form groups of four and live in one house.