The man attempted to stimulate Wu You’ai with constant psychological suggestions and real pain, aiming for maximum effect. However, the young girl before him seed entirely unafraid, so he decided to add sothing extra.
"You know Brother Dari, the boss of Biri, who robbed your community that day? When he ended up in the hands of Yang Yang from the Ard Police Battalion, it only took about a pound of water before he eagerly confessed everything. However, he was still tortured to death by Yang Yang. Do you know how he was tortured to death?" The man lit the candle in his hand. The candlelight made the already hot air seem even hotter, but it also illuminated his delicate features and stunningly handso face.
Wu You’ai’s eyes lit up as if stars were twinkling in them.
"Scared... to death?" Wu You’ai said.
"Smart. Yang Yang eventually blindfolded him and carried out various punishnts, describing them to him. Eventually, he couldn’t endure it and scared himself to death first. It’s said that this kind of pain is several tis worse than the actual thing. Do you know that in ancient tis there was a punishnt called roasting flesh in oil?" The man seed lost in reminiscence.
Wu You’ai looked fascinated and cooperated, "I don’t know."
"It’s like this. First, you select a piece of flesh from your body. Then, you slowly roast it until it’s cooked, making the subcutaneous fat SIZZLE. Finally, when that piece of at is charred, you scrape it off and feed it to yourself. It’s said that you could live for up to two weeks until you finished eating yourself. Rest assured, the advantage of this punishnt is that it won’t cause bleeding; you can even taste your own roasted blood chunks."
"Fire can cause the wounds to carbonize and scab over, preventing inflammation, but it’s the most painful of all injuries. It will constantly burn with searing pain. The best previous record was dying after eight pieces. I wonder how many you can take?"
The man placed the red candle beneath Wu You’ai’s leg. A piercing, burning pain surged through her, causing her to start sweating profusely.
"So, are you still not going to say anything? All you have to do is tell what happened that day: how many people were in the villa, how so many were killed, and what secrets there are," the man said as he watched the patch of skin turn visibly red and start smoking. "Hmm, the sll of scorched flesh is quite delightful."
"Can I... ask you a question?" Wu You’ai stuttered, sweat pouring down her face from the intense pain.
"If you ask, will you then answer my question? Go ahead and ask," the man said, continuing to adjust the candle’s position, seeming to thoroughly enjoy it.
"What’s your na?"
The man looked up with a light laugh. "I’m Shangguan Jun. Now, can you answer my question?"
Wu You’ai, struggling to breathe, said, "Based on my ntal and physical endurance, I estimate I could withstand at least twenty pieces. If you want to live longer, I hope you can replenish my water and food in ti. Otherwise, given the amount of water evaporating from my body right now, I can only last for five pieces."
"dical pain is rated on a scale of ten, with burns and childbirth listed at the highest level. My ntor said that the stronger a person’s spirit, the more intense pain they can tolerate. Generally speaking, won have a higher endurance than n..."
Shangguan Jun’s mouth twitched slightly. "What kind of spell did those villa people cast on you? Would you rather die than reveal any intelligence? It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to talk. Soon, when they’re done bombing the oil base, they will bomb the villa. By then, the entire villa will vanish, and what you’re guarding will be worthless."
"What I’m guarding is not the villa’s intel, but the bottom line of being human," Wu You’ai said, her breath labored in a pattern of three short and two long gasps. "My ntor has always been searching for materials on level-ten pain. If I survive, this will be excellent material. In fact, it’s been proven that when pain reaches its limit, the effects of breathing techniques and relaxation to reduce pain are minimal."
"Then what else can be done?"
Wu You’ai sweated profusely, but her eyes sparkled with little hearts as she gritted her teeth and said, "Distraction can lessen the pain by one level, and self-hypnosis can reduce it by another. For instance, right now I think you are very handso, and just looking at you can alleviate so of the pain..."
Am I actually being hit on by soone I’m subjecting to extre torture? Shangguan Jun frowned; this experience was exceptionally unpleasant. "You really aren’t afraid of dying? You have no unfulfilled wishes? Are you content to die just like this?"
The sll of grilled flesh wafted in the air. Looking at her own flesh cooking, could this woman truly be indifferent to it?
"Death is an ending, yet also a beginning. All desires can be fulfilled in the next beginning. When the body’s pain peaks, that too is a form of supre pleasure. The limit of pain is joy. You seem to be missing that point."
"Freak...!"
"If possible, when you carve my flesh to feed later, please add more salt. I have a strong palate, and bland food affects my appetite."
Shangguan Jun: "..."
「...」
In the car, Jing Shu received an urgent ssage from Wang Dazhao.
"The attack on the oil base failed. Zhetian lost dozens of people, and now over a hundred of their vanguard forces are heading toward the residential area. Their second target is the villa. They plan to level the villa with a few bombs and then occupy the residential area as a base."
Since Wang Dazhao hadn’t infiltrated the upper ranks, he only found out when it was ti to execute the mission.
What was more troubleso was that Zhetian wasn’t acting as recklessly as Biri had last ti. Before taking action, they had already captured several people leaving the residential area to interrogate them about the villa and had even found the old residential registration book.
Among those captured was soone nad Wu You’ai. They found identity records on her that were related to the villa, and she was currently being tortured for information.
Wang Dazhao sent their location.
Jing Shu, looking livid, abandoned her Uncle’s family on the side of the road. After explaining the situation, she added:
"Turn around and take the road by the Ai Family Supermarket. We’ll intercept those bastards before they get there. If they really blow up the villa, the consequences will be unimaginable! Let’s deal with this lot first and then save Wu You’ai. She should be okay for a while, and if the villa’s secrets are exposed, so be it. Those traps couldn’t have been kept hidden forever anyway."
Jing Shu’s real secret was the Magic Cube Space and the powerful weapons inside it.
But despite all her precautions, that damn Zhetian still managed to set its sights on the villa. Oh right, maybe to them it was just a side issue? If she hadn’t planted Wang Dazhao in their ranks this ti, Jing Shu’s villa might have been bombed without her even knowing. This organization was indeed full of freaks!
Speeding along, Jing Shu pondered how to deal with this group. She also called Yang Yang from the Ard Police Battalion. The enemy had so many people; she couldn’t afford to risk her own life unnecessarily. Calling him was a precaution, as she believed he would be very interested in Zhetian.
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