He suddenly lowered his head, and then imdiately saw with great shock that countless tiny flesh tentacles had already connected to his body at so unknown point, while the other ends were linked to Lynn's fingers.
"What did you do?!" His face turned blue from suffocation, and the imnse pain made his entire body tremble.
Lynn closed his eyes, manipulating the tiny tentacles, and said slowly:
"Stimulating your nerves."
"Although the forms and types of flesh-and-blood creatures vary greatly, the basic neural tissues that can react to external stimuli are more or less the sa. And pain, as a feedback signal for warning, is also the easiest thing for people to exploit."
"As it happens, I possess so abilities that can bring pain to others. So by making a slight modification to your nerves, I can amplify the pain you feel by a hundred or a thousand tis. This process can last for a very long ti, and I will also precisely stop just before the line that would kill you, allowing you to truly experience this sensation."
He spoke in a very calm tone, saying these hair-raising words.
And to Raines's ears, it sounded like a death chant that made his hair stand on end and his whole body tremble.
The mutation was spreading!
The pain was rising!
And with each passing second, it increased by an order of magnitude.
Agony!
Bone-piercing agony!
At first, he could still endure, but after just a few seconds, the pain had already risen to a level that shattered his limits.
"Ah!!!"
He couldn't help but tilt his head back and let out a painful scream.
This made him involuntarily recall the screams of those flesh-and-blood creatures he had experinted on before—screams that nearly shattered their sanity.
He had always regarded those cries as a beautiful pleasure.
Their suffering was his drug.
But at this mont, when he himself beca the test subject, he profoundly understood what it ant to wish for death but be unable to die, what it ant to endure the greatest tornt in hell!
"I'll talk!"
Finally.
He let out a long howl, his nerves already on the verge of collapse.
Lynn tily cut off the stimulation to his nerves while simultaneously halting the catastrophe in his body. Adjusting his monocle, he revealed a smile on his face and said:
"Doctor, won't you hold out a little longer? We've only just begun. If this is all there is, then you won't earn my respect."
Raines gasped hollowly and violently. In just those few seconds, sweat had already soaked through his clothes.
"You... what do you want to know..."
Lynn sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a notebook from the System Space, propped his chin on his hand, bit the pen, and said:
"Of course, it's the knowledge in your head. The formulas for those plagues and reagents you researched through your countless evil deeds. That shouldn't be too difficult, should it?"
Raines panted, "What do you want those formulas for?"
Lynn smiled while biting the pen, tapped the notebook with it, and said, "To do your evil deeds for you."
"..."
Raines stared at him, torn.
He knew that falling into Lynn's hands ant there would be no easy death. Because if he really was that Night Doctor, judging by how he had tortured that chanical Girl underground before, it was clear he was a pervert who could drive even a Lawful Alignnt Supre Unit mad with his tornt!
His thods fit perfectly with this hell.
None of the denizens of hell were without malice.
"I'll tell you, but rember your words—give a quick death!"
He gasped and finally surrendered.
This was the biggest difference between Chaotic Creatures and Lawful beings. Creatures of this Alignnt never had any concept of preferring death to surrender. Of course, another important reason was that Lynn's thods were simply too painful.
And without any surprises.
For the next period of ti, Raines panted as he spoke, while Lynn focused intently on taking notes.
And if you ignored the special circumstances, it was actually quite harmonious (one-sided).
[Ding! Your Learning Ability 1]
[Ding! You have recorded the Bloodfall Reagent formula!]
[Ding! You have recorded the Succubus Reagent formula!]
[Ding! You have recorded the Flesh Plague Reagent formula!]
Accompanied by the constant System notifications in his ear, Lynn recorded continuously. Occasionally, Raines tried to pull small tricks—altering so steps, swapping out so ingredient descriptions—but without exception, the System easily detected every one.
Because if a formula was wrong, the System wouldn't record it.
So after a few attempts, under Lynn's thods, Raines could only obediently divulge all the formulas he knew.
Soon.
After Lynn had recorded dozens of high-level reagent formulas, he put down the notebook, smiled, and looked up, saying:
"That's about enough. You are truly a knowledgeable teacher. If ti permitted, I would really have loved to disguise myself as your student and take a few more of your lessons. I must say, you are indeed a demon."
Because from the plagues and reagents he had ntioned, Lynn could tell just by looking at the formulas how many flesh-and-blood creatures had been used in their developnt.
Many effects could only be repeatedly optimized through clinical trials.
That was why it was said.
Bioscience that had lost its ethics could gallop forward like a runaway wild horse.
But fortunately, in this regard, both Blue Star and Earth still wore shackles and had not unleashed this terrifying beast.
Raines stared at him fiercely, "I've said everything I need to say. Now let die!"
Lynn slightly curled his lips, adjusted his monocle, and said, "No need to be so hasty. I still have a few questions for you to answer. As long as you cooperate, everything will be fine."
Lynn propped his chin on his hand, smiling at him, but his gaze slowly turned icy.
"First question. Did you have any part in this matter?"
Lynn reached out and took out from the System Space the photo of the family that ow ow had given him.
"Do you know this family?"
Raines's eyes fell on the photo in his hand. It was a family portrait, where one could vaguely make out a couple sitting in chairs, a young boy standing behind them, and a cat in the mother's arms.
Their faces bore smiles. The cat was lazily stretching, looking happy and fulfilled.
But in the next mont, his pupils suddenly contracted.
Because the light of Cursed Arts gradually appeared on the photo, as if it were burning, slowly revealing an absolutely horrifying scene.
The mother turned into a puppet, the young boy stripped of his flesh, the father transford by flesh and blood, and the cat twisted into a deford tentacle form.
And at so point.
Beside Lynn, a girl with cat ears appeared there, staring intently into his eyes.
Raines's entire body jolted, his eyes flickering unsteadily, and he said, "I don't know them. I've never seen them before."
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