In a certain shadow by the iron door, there was a complicated device, very messy and crude, but the meaning was very clear.
In a mesh of steel wires, there was a very narrow passage, and at the end of the steel wire passage, there was a syringe and a key.
Under the wire mesh, many small pipes were connected, with a large basin on the ground.
At first glance, it was clear that the designer wanted someone to crawl into the wire mesh, then get the antidote and key out while their whole body was bleeding.
The whole device made one's spine chill just by looking at it. Those dense steel wires were like shining demons, and just looking at them made one feel extreme pain throughout the body.
Second Master Mei knew of Su Mo's viciousness, and knew this could not be negotiated. He hated Su Mo to the extreme in his heart, but he had no choice, he had to go back, otherwise his child would die.
After taking a deep breath, he gritted his teeth and slowly put his head into the wire mesh.
As soon as he poked his head in, he could feel his whole head making noise, the sound of flesh being torn, accompanied by itchiness and intense pain in his head.
"Ah..."
He panted heavily, blood flowing into his eyes and blurring his vision, but he could still persist, after all it was just bleeding and wouldn't kill him.
After catching his breath for a few seconds, he put his hands into the wire mesh, and his body slowly entered.
This process was brutal. With every inch his body entered, the skin would be torn open by countless steel wires, making a piercing and creepy sound.
Blood flowed through the steel wires, dripping slowly into the pipes on the ground, then into the basin on the floor, making a "drip, drip" sound.
Su Mo had already stood not far behind Second Master Mei at some point.
He felt a certain fine line in his mind going crazy, that was the emotion of his perverted personality. Su Mo smiled slightly, then activated that emotion.
He had considered earlier that if he interrogated and killed them one by one, who knew how long it would take to kill 99 kinds of perverted personalities.
Now like this, interrogating a group of people at once, statistically speaking, it would be easy to encounter perverts, possibly even several at once, greatly improving efficiency.
And look, Second Master Mei was one of them. To be honest, this was unexpected to Su Mo. He looked completely normal, not at all like a pervert. Didn't expect he would actually be one.
Moreover, judging from the fluctuations of the perverted emotions in his mind, this was still an outstanding one among perverts, with a high degree of perversion.
The emotion instantly filled his mind, and Su Mo's perspective changed. His expression changed from pathological to solemn and dignified.
The cruel and terrifying scene before his eyes, he felt, had become a kind of ritual, like a prayer before a meal, and was no longer frightening at all.
Looking at Second Master Mei, whose skin and flesh were ripped open and covered in blood with his face disfigured beyond recognition, Su Mo felt he looked very amiable, like a priest in uniform.
He slowly walked to the wire mesh, then squatted down, looking at the trickling water and viscous blood-red liquid, a feeling of pilgrimage arose spontaneously.
This made Su Mo unable to help but put his palms together and whisper, "Thank you for your gift."
After the sincere prayer, Su Mo's gaze was attracted by the blood in the basin, which now seemed vibrant like a living thing.
He could even see countless sprites frolicking in the blood, looking free and cheerful.
Licking his lips, Su Mo desperately wanted to gulp down a mouthful, but he held back. He mumbled to himself, "I can't drink it, this is holy water, it's for those in need to drink.
I can't be selfish, I must be altruistic and dedicated."
As he spoke, he took out a dagger from his pocket, wanting to cut his own hand, and let his own blood flow into this holy basin too, which would be truly magnificent.
"Damn, what the hell is this thing?"
Su Mo swore and forcibly re-sealed that perverted personality emotion, then started panting heavily.
There was still some solemn and pilgrimage glow in his eyes, but it quickly returned to normal, turning back to pathological and deranged.
He rubbed his face with both hands, then stood up and took a deep breath before forcefully exhaling.
He walked a few steps, approaching the wire mesh, looking at Second Master Mei who had turned into a bloody mess.
With a look of contempt he scolded, "Die, you pervert! Go die!"
Feeling still unsatisfied after scolding him, he grabbed Second Master Mei's legs with both hands and shook forcefully twice. This made the already dying Second Master Mei convulse once, then stop moving.
It seemed this had ruptured an artery in Second Master Mei, and blood started gushing out madly. Before it was just a trickle, now it became a raging wave, out of control.
Su Mo let go of Second Master Mei's legs and took two steps back. He looked left and right very innocently, and said, "I didn't do anything, it's not my business."
Of course, there was no one to answer him now. Second Master Mei in the wire mesh had probably already met his great grandmother, and had no time to bother with Su Mo.
He took out his phone to check the time, it was already 2pm. Facing a certain camera, he said, "Come clean up, it's about time."
Very soon, Gao Ming walked out, and the two began tidying up. There wasn't much to tidy up really, mainly taking down the cameras, which they would need later.
Of course, other props like knives, guns, some equipment etc also needed to be taken away. Su Mo wouldn't leave them here.
He was a frugal person, and was good at making use of resources. Extravagant waste was not his style.
They were busy until 4 or 5 in the evening before finishing up. When they finally left the third ward building, even the big lock on the main door was taken away by him.
Standing outside the abandoned hospital, Su Mo sighed as he looked back at it,
"Such a nice place, can only be used once, what a pity. Alright, let's go."
After another half hour, Su Mo once again entered Second Master Mei's villa and went down to the basement.
He stood by the boy's sickbed, looking at the now awake boy whose eyes were strange, seemingly seeking deliverance.
"Do you want deliverance?" Su Mo asked.
The boy blinked, his meaning very obvious that he desperately wanted deliverance.
Originally, Su Mo had planned to come back and replace the oxygen cylinder for the boy, and even considered whether to call the police. After all, he didn't attribute Second Master Mei's crimes to this child.
But looking at the boy's appearance and the emotions in those eyes, Su Mo changed his mind.
"Alright, you must be very tired and suffering. Don't worry, it will be over soon."
Saying so, he smiled at the boy, and pulled out the oxygen tube.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
