Chapter 227: Still alive, I must find a chance to interrogate Yu
Isuparaiso, the legendary immortal top male.
Lu Hang had seen him before.
More than a year ago, before everything happened, Lu Hang took his team to a famous barbecue rib restaurant for a late-night snack.
His team of young and strong alphas saw the other side from afar, and they all stood against the wall, trembling with fear, with their tails between their legs.
It is a genetic fear of oppressive forces.
Thinking back on that experience, Lu Hang even felt like laughing because it was so absurd.
No wonder Yso Paraiso never shows up.
He was not hiding somewhere at all; he was openly using the alias Mr. D, showing himself in public and deceiving the whole world as if it were his right.
What he exploits is not people's visual blind spots, but their conceptual blind spots.
An old venomous snake who is good at manipulating people's hearts. He knew very well that no one would associate a dignified, elegant, gentle and moral young businessman in his twenties with a corrupt and old dictator who had ruled the empire for a century.
If it were in the past, Lu Hang probably wouldn't have believed it.
But after his mental stability rate dropped, he thought about it and suddenly felt... this was too Isuparaiso. It would be abnormal for that kind of man, that deep-rooted old monster, to miss such a war of the century. He would definitely stand in the best viewing seat - next to Bai Ling, and watch the reactions of people from all sides with interest.
And what about Bai Ling, does he know?
Obviously know.
Not only did he know Mr. D's identity, he also helped cover it up because he needed the resources and power at Isupalaiso's disposal... The marriage between these two people was not only not fake, but was also solid and impeccable. There was no more closely-knit interest group in the whole world than theirs.
Lu Hang looked at the moving ceiling and felt that his mind was now terrifyingly clear.
——The sticky black line looks thin but is actually extremely powerful. They arched up from the ground like snakes, wrapped around the young man's body, hung him up, and then slammed him hard onto a chair and handcuffed his hands.
Lu Hang looked at the slightly red ceiling and slowly realized that his eyes were bleeding.
——Half of the mermaid came over, supported by a fiber-optic line, with her palm resting on the young man's arm. With a sticky sound, the skin on the palm of the hand split in the middle, and a small mouth full of three layers of teeth laughed squeakily and bit the fresh skin in one bite.
Lu Hang's vision was blurry and he seemed a little out of his mind. He squeezed his eyes hard and struggled to see the instrument next to him that was beeping. Oh, it turns out to be a mental stability monitor.
...46%...45%...
——Once the skin is broken, you need to replace it with a mouthpart that is easier to suck. A trumpet-shaped tube that is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom extends out from between the three layers of teeth. The structure that looked like a prolapsed esophagus was covered with a circle of strange spots and papillae, looking like some kind of festering sore. Its papillae are densely packed into a fleshy circle, like the hungry mouth of a colorful munia chick.
The mouthparts slid wetly into the bloody wound.
Lu Hang's body suddenly tensed up, and the pain in his body returned instantly. Next, he clearly felt a thin object climbing along the bone, trying to pass through his shoulder and finally pierce into his spinal nerves.
That's where his brain is connected.
…41%…39%…
Keep going down... down...
"Your body will soon be mine."
"I will destroy your face and make a new one... No one will recognize you anymore... I will also change your name, what should I call you..."
...37%...35%...
Lu Hang's pupils continued to dilate and his whole body began to shake wildly like an epileptic patient. He struggled left and right on the chair, his legs and feet hitting the ground, and he whimpered but couldn't make a sound. He felt so painful that he wanted to bang his head against the wall with the chair and die.
"Leather case? Well, you deserve something more special. Let me see your unforgettable memory... Graduation season, striped tie, you like an alpha named Huo Yuan? You are such a disgusting freak... He gave you a striped tie, but you didn't dare to wear it, and you regretted it for the rest of your life—"
"It's really interesting," the voice was rough and strange, mixed with a creepy evil, "Then I will call you Striped Tie, okay, Little Stripe, Little Stripe, show me your spiritual area quickly."
...32%...23%...
It said happily: "Close your eyes peacefully. One day in the future, I will show mercy and take your body to see Huo Yuan, so that you can look at him with these eyes... It's a pity that he can't recognize you. You will just stand in the crowd, staring blankly, and you can't even shed tears... Because I control you... But you can still shed tears now. You still have ten minutes of your life called Lu Hang, so shed as much as you want..."
Lu Hang felt like his brain was being burned by fire, and his vision was bright red. His eyeballs were raining blood, the blood of capillaries, and in this chaotic and dazzling block of color, he vaguely saw a large open furnace.
Throw me into the furnace, he thought dazedly.
...22%...9%...
Because no matter how disfigured I am, Huo Yuan will recognize me in the crowd.
Just as I recognized the black mask at a glance.
...9%...9%...
I would rather die.
I don't want him to be sad either.
……10%
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"A mental stability rate below 10% is equivalent to brain death. Yours is already 36%. If it's any later, there's absolutely no chance of saving you."
Number 8 heard it and kicked Osprey in the butt, "You hunchback, your wings are already hard when you go out, and you dare to curse me."
"That's not a curse," Osprey took out a cigarette from his pocket, pulled his lips and shook his head, "This is pure love, isn't it, cagemate?"
People locked in prison are called cellmates, and people locked in a cage are called cagemates.
Seems to be fine.
Number 8 accepted the title without a care in the world and gathered together with the other omegas, waiting for cigarettes.
The Osprey didn't bring enough smoke to share. He simply tore off a poster of Octopus Cade, tore off a piece from it, crushed the tobacco and poured it on the poster, then rolled it into cigarettes and distributed them to everyone.
The cigarette lit between their skinny fingers, and Emperor Cade's face also burned in the faint orange flames.
After a while, Bai Ling came over. He saw these people who were definitely not healthy smoking, but he did not stop them.
Everyone looked at him eagerly. Bai Ling habitually touched his pocket and found it empty, so he said he was quitting smoking and didn't bring a cigarette box, then gave each of them a gun.
Those nobles were poisoned by someone unknown. But because many of them were pure-blooded marines, their genes gave them a certain resistance to poison, and more than half of them did not die.
Bai Ling thought it was pretty good. He released all the eagles into the banquet hall, and soon the sound of cheerful supplementary gunfire was heard from inside.
Number 8: “This is absolutely the most beautiful ensemble I have ever heard in my life.”
Afterwards, the Eagles, their bodies and hands covered with the enemy's blood, were sent to a temporary hospital. There was a team of surgeons, medical doctors, and psychiatrists waiting there to relieve all their pain.
Some psychiatrists have suggested that they should be isolated and placed in intensive care units, with special personnel assigned to watch over them to prevent them from suffering mental breakdowns and committing suicide.
This is done for the safety of the victims and has certain scientific basis.
But Seibushi and Osprey were both strongly against this approach.
"They are not as fragile as you think. Sending someone to watch them will only make things worse."
So Bai Ling changed their doctor - a doctor drawn from the old emperor's special medical team, with more seniority, more experience and a more friendly attitude.
The new doctor redesigned the mental assistance recovery program and gave targeted suggestions based on each person's situation.
In this regard, he explained: "In fact, the doctor's advice before is not wrong. But in my opinion, the suicide rate of females after getting out of trouble is always much lower than that of males."
This is a "suicidal gender paradox."
Although in imperial society, females always bear greater oppression and are more likely to have thoughts of suicide. But females are also more willing to consider the feelings of their family and friends. In short, they have a stronger desire to survive.
But males are different.
If an alpha is determined to die, he will most likely not consider the surrounding environment, but will decisively and violently end his life quickly.
Bai Ling listened to this conclusion and said, "It is possible that omegas have a strong desire to survive. After all, they have to prevent themselves from being violated every time they are in heat, so their desire to survive cannot be weak. But it is not necessarily true that alphas commit suicide decisively. What do you think?"
He turned around and asked the postman casually.
The mermaid was startled for a moment, turned her head and pulled the mask down to cover her face, her voice was like a layer of fog, "Who knows."
Bai Ling:?
Why did this fish suddenly avoid the question?
Not normal.
I must find an opportunity to interrogate him later.
At this moment, the terminal in his pocket vibrated, and the Osprey, who was responsible for rescuing the workers in the military factory, reported to his superiors.
Osprey said they found an alpha wearing a major general's uniform on the floor of the incinerator.
When seeing these words, Huo Yuan's blood froze and he could no longer breathe.
But the good thing is that the next sentence is, "——is still alive."
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It took no more than four hours from the time the Luhang aircraft was discovered to be missing to the time it was found.
When Huo Yuan heard that he was in poor condition, he was worried that the best time for rescue would be delayed, so he drove the mecha over without even saying hello.
Bai Ling followed closely with the rescue team.
When they arrived at the place, Bai Ling glanced around the surroundings and unexpectedly felt a sense of familiarity.
“Why do I feel like I’ve been to this place before?”
But in Bai Ling's impression, this should be a large wasteland with unknown daisies growing on it. As for the huge factory buildings in front of him, he seemed to have never seen them when he came here in his previous life.
Bai Ling felt inexplicably uneasy.
He suddenly remembered something.
In his previous life, he was the mourner of his comrades. He went to various detention centers and searched for his friends one by one according to the list. He buried the seagull and erected a tombstone for Sava, but he could not find the whereabouts of the two people.
Land and Huo Yuan.
He thought at the time that the two people had died in the war long ago. After all, it is common for even the most tenacious soldier to die unknown in a grass nest one day.
But Bai Ling didn't expect that he missed this concentration camp.
Before Land reported to him, he had no idea that there were many captured revolutionaries and undercover agents imprisoned here.
Nearby, a spider crawled across a garbage heap covered with bone dust.
Bai Ling looked at the spider, a little dazed.
Suddenly, a hand covered his eyes from above and asked softly, "When did you come here?"
Bai Ling grabbed the mermaid's hand, turned her around to face him, and lowered her eyes, "In a dream."
The mermaid pondered for a moment and said, "You asked me last time what the story of Huo Yuan and the Sleep Demon was related to."
"Um."
"Actually, I'm not finished yet."
So, during the five minutes of waiting for Lu Hang to be carried out by the rescue team, the mermaid told him another version of the story of "Sleeping Man". As for the origin of the story, he also said, "I heard it in a dream."
It was a little incident that happened during the war.
The mermaid himself also heard the story from others, so he stated in advance that he would not guarantee the authenticity of the content.
Although most of his properties were robbed and destroyed during the turbulent times, he still had some real estate that needed to be taken care of. He entrusted all these matters to a trusted minister.
The close ministers traveled around with their assistants on business trips and heard many strange stories along the way. When passing by Silver Diamond Star, he heard that the locals were starting a gold rush, so he went over curiously to see what kind of gold mine was attracting so many people.
But when I got there, I found that there was no mine there at all, just a flat piece of scorched earth.
People were digging in the ground with shovels. The black soil was very soft, mixed with white stones, and looked very fertile.
Locals say that if you are lucky, you can find gold and silver in the black soil.
"Gold necklaces, gold buttons, diamond rings, gold teeth... As long as you are willing to dig hard, you will always get something at the end of the day."
"But the prerequisite is that you have to be careful not to be discovered by the guards. They hate it most when we dig the soil."
The ministers were very surprised. There was nothing in this place, so why were there guards?
The locals nodded and said, "Of course there are. They were the guards from the factory. Now that the factory has been blown up, they were ordered to fill the ground here. I heard them say, 'The flatter the better.'"
The close ministers thought there might be something hidden, so they bribed the guard with a box of good wine and started chatting with him.
The guard was very tight-lipped and was reluctant to say much at first, but after getting drunk he began to talk more and took the initiative to say to his ministers:
"My name is Hai Luo. I used to be, hiccup, a guard at the factory... Later they all ran away, and I was unlucky enough to be assigned to clean up the mess. But... I can go home in a month."
As Hai Luo drank more and more, he started crying for no apparent reason and insisted on pulling his close ministers aside to tell them a story that was buried deep in his heart.
He said that his job actually puts a lot of psychological pressure on people because he personally sent his classmates to the incinerator.
"He's dead, he's dead, neither of them is alive."
"But one could have survived..."
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