Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 772 - 212 Ba Tan: This world is so crazy (10,000 wor

"What, what is all this?"

Ba Tan looked around at the chaotic dance of demons, completely stupefied; it felt like his entire worldview had collapsed.

Why, oh why?

Why has it turned into this ghastly state, had he fallen into Hell?

Just monts ago, Ba Tan had been sent flying by Chen Jie’s palm strike, and then he found himself in the forest on the second floor of the Dan Room, frantically running, searching for an exit. But no matter where he looked, no exit could be found.

Just when he was at his wit’s end, the sky fell!

Yes, the sky actually fell with a crack, and a huge piece of it dropped from above.

It smashed down viciously towards him, but before he could even react, the ground gave way.

With a thunderous noise, the earth split open, and the forest dissipated, collapsed, and then crumbled; the world seed to be destroyed in that mont.

Ba Tan witnessed what seed like the end of the world, fearfully covering his head like an ostrich.

He thought he would be destroyed by this terrifying apocalypse.

However, that didn’t happen; after a long while, he was attracted by a strange noise.

It sounded like: Ding Ding Dang, Ding Ding Dang, bells jingling...

Following that, he saw a brightly glowing large millstone suddenly appear in front of him, quite large, as big as a house, and in the center of the millstone were multicolored horses made of unknown material, moving up and down!

Curiously and fearfully, he touched it but noticed nothing out of the ordinary, but just then, not far away, a huge tal fra several dozen ters tall appeared.

Twisted and winding like a serpentine path.

On it was a long tal cart, similar to a wooden box, which whizzed past and then moved wildly around the fra with a speed comparable to a fine steed!

And that was not all; there was also a huge steel pendulum that could swing, and a large tal barrel with tal rings around it and seats attached, apparently for people to sit in.

Then he watched as the tal ring was raised into the air and then suddenly let go, dropping directly from a height of several dozen ters.

At that mont, he was terrified; if soone were sitting there, they would surely be smashed to pieces.

But the next mont, he realized it must be a torture device.

If he were tied to it and questioned about certain matters, and if he refused to speak, they could suddenly let it go—scaring, perhaps even scaring soone to death.

With this thought, he looked again at the moving cart on the huge tal fra.

Hmm, that must also be a torture device; if you dare not speak, just put you on it, and after a round, you would surely vomit everything inside out.

Then, he looked at the spinning millstone and the fake horses made of unknown materials going up and down!

In an instant, he knew it must be another torture device too because in Daqian there was a torture device specifically for female prisoners called the "wooden donkey."

This device looked much more sinister than the "wooden donkey" just by watching it move up and down—it was painful even to think about!

And look at the buildings around, what were they, so bizarre with pointed tops, so similar to the tents of the Mulan Clan—could this place be a torture ground specifically targeting the Mulan Clan?

Thinking this, he quickly left the area; it was too terrifying.

With possibilities of death by falling, rolling in the clouds, racing wooden donkeys.

Yes, indeed, these were new terms Ba Tan coined for the bungee jumping, roller coasters, and rry-go-rounds.

For him, this was no amusent park; it was simply a site of torture.

As he continued walking, he finally saw a structure with classical Chinese architectural features, although it looked a bit decrepit and sowhat creepy.

But he wasn’t afraid; he was a brave man.

He charged in, and after he entered, the sign above the door revealed two large characters: "Ghost House"

Below it was a notice: "Attraction: Eighteen Layers of Hell"

"...Visitors with heart conditions are prohibited from participating..."

"Ah..."

Just after Ba Tan entered, a chilling scream echoed from the Ghost House. Startled and angry, Ba Tan slamd his palm on a character with a horse’s face and wielding a trident.

However, it did not even budge, not even slightly.

You must know Mirage could conjure beings as terrifying as General Clam, making it impossible for soone at Ba Tan’s level in the Holding Core Realm to cause any real damage to these horse-faced characters here.

With a palm strike, the horse-faced character remained unmoved, rely passing him with a sinister smile, then scooping soone up beside him with the trident and tossing them into a boiling cauldron, frying them like twisted dough sticks.

"Ah..."

Ba Tan went mad, running out in a frenzy, but as everyone knows, the Ghost House was like a labyrinth.

Ba Tan charged wildly, witnessing ghosts using saws to bisect a person alive, witnessing them putting soone into a large stone vat for hulling rice, grinding them into minceat.

And just when Ba Tan was most terrified, he suddenly felt sothing grab his ankle.

He looked down and saw the upper half of the person who had just been sawed in two, crawling and grabbing his ankle!

"Save ..."

"Ah..."

All this was Mirage’s creation, achieved with highly deceptive illusion techniques.

So, nearly everything was almost real.

Ba Tan completely lost it, scared beyond normalcy.

Thus, he stumbled his way out of the Ghost House and finally saw the sky outside, but the next mont...