And an office chair, after the grating noise, was finally dragged in front of him.
Ji Jue sat down, stared at him for a long while, and then clapped his hands.
"This is my first ti conducting an interrogation, so I don't have much experience."
Ji Jue, resting his chin in his hand, suggested, "Let's start with sothing simple, shall we?"
With that, he asked, "How many people are in your group?"
rcury writhed and opened a crack, allowing him, at last, to breathe. He coughed violently, tears and mucus streaming out.
"I, I don't know... Big brother, please, I beg you, let go, I..."
"You're lying."
Ji Jue sighed and shook his head in disappointnt, "Lying for the first ti, you might be a little unaccustod to it; you probably should have practiced first... It's okay, we can get to know each other a bit better.
Let's start with your pancreas."
As he spoke, he picked up a scalpel from a nearby cart and smoothly made a small cut in his abdon. The cold touch of the tal penetrated the belly amid struggles and screams, and soon, a bloody object appeared before his eyes clamped in a hemostat.
"Look, this is your pancreas. Pancreatic cancer is a fatal and painful disease with a hundred percent mortality rate. What's worse, before dying, a person will suffer greatly.
But from now on, you won't have to worry about that!"
Ji Jue bead with delight, "See how good I am to you?"
"Mmm!!! Mmm!!!!"
As the organ ca closer, Kong Yebai couldn't feel any kinship with it, despite coming from the sa body; instead, he stared with wide eyes in terror, leaning back, but to no avail. It was shoved into his mouth and slid down his throat.
"What you eat is what you replenish," Ji Jue comforted. "Don't worry, in this Ti Ruins, losing flesh and organs won't kill you, we can have fun for a long ti. You should calm down a bit."
He proposed, "Let's start with sothing simple, shall we? Your na?"
Kong Yebai's face twitched continuously, struggling to repress the urge to curse and wail, finally answering with a trembling voice, "...Li, Li Chunzhang."
Ji Jue's eyebrows rose, "How strange, who is old Kong that your teammate shouted for before dying? Or does this person not exist? Do you recall anyone like that?"
"I, I don't know... Ahhhhh!!!!"
"This ti, it's the liver."
Ji Jue's fingers crossed the wound, kindly stopping the blood for him, lifted it up, and waved it in front of his eyes: "You should drink less; what's beco of this, so fragile?
Co on, replenish."
Tong Hua, who was lurking on the side moonlighting as a lie detector, stepped back another pace, scared that blood would splatter on him. On the other hand, Ji Jue, this bastard, was getting damn more demonic as he got into character, he wasn't unleashing his true nature, was he, fuck?
What kind of feng shui does this Broken Cliff City have, to nourish a potential psychopathic serial killer like you...
Clearly, 'you are what you eat' was effective.
After being 'replenished' with the liver, Kong Yebai cald down considerably and beca much more cooperative.
Everything from his na, age, and gender, he confessed clearly, to the point that Ji Jue, who initially wanted to help him change his gender, felt regret. There was not a trace of the toughness of an iron-boned man.
But it seed to make sense; nowadays, what iron-boned hero would fall into the pit of an Evil Cult like this?
After a good start, there was no need for Ji Jue to ask further; he began to confess smoothly on his own.
Kong Yebai, male, forty-one years old, a Federation person, a Chosen One of the Entropy System.
To seek treatnt for his dical condition, he had joined the Evil Cult four years ago. This journey into the Ti Ruins was also to carry out the mission of the cult, to obtain live specins of the Undying Disease and trigger the Destruction of the Cliff City.
He had followed the Main Priest with a group of nine into the Ti Ruins; since then, they had been plotting to get close to the isolation area of the Undying Disease. With continuous effort over ti, the Main Priest had deeply infiltrated the inpatient building, unknown what he was doing, while they stayed in the main building providing support and vigilance; on one hand, persuading newly arrived Chosen Ones to join and providing materials for the Main Priest, and on the other hand, eliminating potential threats to their plans.
Everyone had clear tasks; they were frantically charging forward with high spirits.
It could be described as joyful harmony.
He, of course, knew that his end was likely dreadful, but he had no choice.
To detach from the cult and wait for death versus taking a gamble on what might happen after the Ti Ruins exploded—if the cult had made proper arrangents by then, maybe they could escape from Hai Province...
The Evil Cult, known for following the Nine Evils, worshipping Destruction and Chaos, had a na that alone stank to the high heavens when ntioned.
Although the Dragon Sacrifice Ceremony pursued the Dragon Transformation Technique and the Transformation of Evil Objects, they played a high-end ga; even with daily troubles, they couldn't cause much havoc, and mostly maintained a high-end front.
The Evil Cult, however, preferred to disguise itself as other factions and organizations, secretly proselytizing the worship of Evil or corroding the foundations of Superior.
Because of its secrecy and disguises, by the ti local institutions were involved, they would have already taken their followers and fled.
The reason they had been thriving for many years amid constant pursuit and widespread denouncent, besides the suspected backing by Heavenly People and entities beneath the Vortex, was primarily because the Evil Cult possessed a unique technology.
— They could alleviate the symptoms of Mutants in Chosen Ones.
Turning severe conditions into minor ones, minor conditions into non-existent.
This was an effect absolutely unachievable by all standard dical practices.
Useful, easy to use, and fast-acting—the side effects and the cost? When you've fallen so low as to cooperate with the Evil Cult, who would still be worried about such things?
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