Ohmori Yakumo had saliva mixed with blood and two teeth spat on his face.

Fang Yan spoke with difficulty, challenging: "That's it?"

Da Shou Yakumo looked at Fang Yan's defiant expression, and a look of enjoyment appeared on his face: "We can play slowly!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! …

Puff! Puff! …

Crackling...

The sounds of broken muscles and bones came one after another, accompanied by unbearable groans of pain, which lasted for a long time.

From the setting sun to the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

The torture came to a temporary halt.

Fang Yan had more than a hundred broken bones.

One of his eyes was gouged out.

His right arm was cooked by the scalding hot oil.

If Fang Yan in this world was not a ghoul, his physique and recovery ability were countless times superior to those of ordinary people. If the RC cell inhibitor had not been gradually metabolized and lost its original effectiveness during the long torture process, he would have died long ago!

Omori Yakumo smiled strangely and asked, "1000-7, what is it equal to?"

At this moment, Fang Yan didn't even have the strength to raise his head.

His entire body was covered in blood and dark blood scabs, and he looked extremely miserable, as if he could die at any time.

Fang Yan lowered his head and made an imperceptible sound: "Waibi Babu."

Omori Yakumo lowered his head and listened, hoping to hear an answer that would satisfy him.

Then he heard...

Fang Yan replied weakly, "It's equal to 3.141592653, you idiot whose brain has been soaked in sulfuric acid!"

"Uneducated idiot!"

"Do you know... what this number... represents?"

The gecko widened his eyes: "?"

He only knew 3.14, which seemed to be a mathematical constant related to circles.

Fang Yan, who was on the verge of death but still stubborn, raised the corner of his lips.

After regaining some strength, he put on a slightly hideous and miserable smile: "This is pi! It's π! It's the extreme value of an infinite number!"

Even a shred of blood can be squeezed out of a little physical strength to speak nonsense.

Ghouls are such awesome creatures!

——Fang Yan was not simply looking for trouble because of his bad mouth, he had a plan.

As a victim of abuse, Fang Yan is silently giving psychological hints to the abuser in his own way.

π is an infinite value, and it also implies endless torture.

If the other party really fell into his calculations and received mental hints, this means...

Greater, longer, more lasting pain.

But that also means that Fang Yan has bought himself more [time to save himself].

It is better to rely on yourself than on others! The more dangerous the situation, the more you need to stimulate your potential.

Intelligence, force, and determination must all be squeezed out until they are exhausted, until the fuel is exhausted and the soul is completely destroyed!

Fang Yan has always been this kind of person!

As long as there is a glimmer of hope...

Even if the probability is 0.001%, he will struggle desperately and seize the opportunity to break the situation with his own hands.

Seeing Fang Yan's miserable appearance, Ohmori Yakumo's attitude changed without him realizing it. He couldn't help but admire in a low voice, "What a real tough guy!"

The aroma of Fang Yan's arm being fried in hot oil made him swallow.

Fang Yan, who was panting, regained some strength to speak and retorted, "That's it?"

"You are the exact opposite of me..."

"He grew a big head, but in the end... hehe... he turned out to be a wimp."

"Because I have been abused, I want to inflict this pain on other innocent people instead of the abuser, right?"

Fang Yan could no longer hold on and was about to go completely crazy, but...

You have to hold on even if you can't hold on! There was no chance of survival.

You need to create it yourself! After a long silence, Ohmori Yakumo decisively turned around and rushed into the kitchen.

Ohmori Yakumo took out the frozen body parts from the freezer.

He grabbed the minced meat, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it whole. At the same time, he stared at Fang Yan with a look of desire on his face: "No! Such top-quality food must be saved for last!"

After eating until he was about 80% full, Ohmori Yakumo poured a pot of freshly boiled coffee down his throat.

Meat and coffee are enough.

Continue the torture.

"Ahh...Hahahaha! Come on! Keep going!"

Fang Yan's mind was blurred, and he sneered almost instinctively, "Hehehe~ No matter what, I look down on you... a coward with a strong appearance but a weak heart."

He suppressed the anger that was gradually brewing and tried his best to overcome the emotional impulse brought about by the pain.

——What consumed Fang Yan's willpower the most was not enduring the torture of the gecko, but fighting against his own emotional desire of "begging for mercy and just wanting a quick death"! He knew this better than anyone else...

To surrender means death.

Once you give in, you will be eaten immediately! There will be no exceptions.

Actually…

I should have been killed and eaten by Ohmori Yakumo long ago.

Every second of life is fought for by yourself!

In order to thank himself for his previous efforts, Fang Yan decided to hold on for one more second.

"Hold on just one more second!"

He tried hard to pretend to be a tough guy and said such words deliberately.

This is a little psychology trick.

If you can make the other party think, "It's a bit regrettable to just give up this tough bone," you can consider it a success.

——It’s like playing a game. Who doesn’t subconsciously want a good ending when playing a game?

The talking prey, until the moment it is eaten, shows contempt and disdain towards the hunter.

This is the biggest "imperfection" for any hunter.

Fishermen and ghouls, in this respect, share similarities with hunters.

After the previous preparation, the gecko changed his mind unconsciously.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. A crow flew past the window.

Seeing the hour hand on the wall clock pointing to one, Omori Yakumo frowned, then relaxed his brows: "It's time to get down to business..."

"In order to avoid being discovered by Duoduoliang, I will eat you as soon as I come back after completing the mission of the bronze tree~"

It seems like a joke, but in fact it is a serious announcement of death.

When he comes back, he will completely destroy and crush Fang Yan's spiritual will, and make this ghoul from China the main delicacy of his annual [Feast of Torture]! Omori Yakumo pushed the door open and walked out.

Thirty-five minutes later...

Fang Yan used a cruel method to break free from his restraints and took off his bloodstained clothes.

After changing into relatively clean casual clothes, he stepped out of the cell.

"I cleared the [Welcome Stage] of the Ghoul World with one life - I am worthy of this!"

Without calling the police or contacting CCG, Fang Yan quietly stepped into the street and blended into the crowd. "Next..."

"The revenge of the spark will spread like wildfire!"

Wearing a baseball cap and using loose long sleeves to cover up his strange appearance, Fang Yan had a cold expression.

Fang Yan knew that he was not yet truly out of danger.

Revenge has just begun! He tried his best not to faint.

As he brushed past the crowd on the street, his thoughts were racing and his brain cells were unprecedentedly active.

He suddenly felt that infinite darkness suddenly filled the sky and the earth, and the world froze.

The next moment, accompanied by a dizzying feeling, he came to a towering tree.

The breeze is gentle and the spring weather is bright.

The ghoul Fang Yan, who lost both hands and had one eye gouged out, makes a bloody appearance!

(End of this chapter)