Chapter 1769: Torture

Casually killing the first generation president, Chen Ling then looked at the final survivor of the Alchemist Association's over three hundred years of history before him, slowly opening his mouth:

"During the Great Cataclysm era, the living beings were plunged into an abyss of misery. It was the Nine Great Bases that couldn't bear it in their hearts and took in you refugees from overseas..."

"But what about you?"

"Backstabbing the base, detonating nuclear weapons, almost killing millions of people, and even causing the Red Dust Domain to be reduced to nuclear ruins, making the Lord of the Red Dust unable to fall into a deep slumber... If it wasn't because of you, humanity could have originally had one more Demigod Combat Power, and our situation wouldn't have been so difficult to that extent..."

"It is precisely because there are mouse droppings like you, influencing humanity's progress whether overtly or covertly, that we need to reboot again and again to find the optimal solution."

The Red Paper tentacle wrapped around the mixed-blood president's neck tightened more and more. His head had already turned completely red due to congestion, and his two eyeballs were almost bursting out of their sockets!

Under this extreme oppression, he couldn't even speak a word, only opening his mouth wide in pain, greedily begging to inhale even a single trace of air...

But he didn't wait for air. Instead, a sinister small centipede constructed from stone crawled into his wide open mouth, drilling into his body along his esophagus.

Immediately after was the second one, the third one...

"...And what about you?"

"When you stirred both worlds until they were shattered... you actually still hid in this gloomy underground, waiting for your descendants to slaughter millions of people for you, to bring you immortality?"

"Fine... don't you want immortality?"

"I, will satisfy you."

Under the mixed-blood president's terrified gaze, hair-raising poisonous insects drilled into his body one after another. He could clearly feel their mouthparts tearing his mouth, slicing open his esophagus, piercing through his stomach pouch, and then drilling into other internal organs, stirring crazily.

Under this extreme pain, his body trembled crazily. He didn't have the slightest method to express the pain, had no way to resist, and even his vocal cords were bitten to pieces. He could only let everything happen and endure it silently.

Even Li Laide, seeing such a torture-like process, felt his scalp tingle somewhat.

The mixed-blood president's pupils shuddered crazily.

Along with a crisp explosive sound, five poisonous insects pierced and drilled out from the locations of his four limbs and head respectively. The mixed-blood president's body split into several pieces in an instant, boiling hot fresh blood splashing all over the ground!

But Chen Ling just quietly watched this scene, until the entire underground space plunged into a deathly silence.

Chen Ling had killed many people, but this was his first time killing someone in such a brutal manner... He wasn't doing it to vent his own anger, but for Su Zhiwei, for Yao Qing, for those pioneers of the Red Dust Domain who "wished the high tower we build, reproduces humanity's glory," and for everyone struggling to seek a path of survival for humanity in the two worlds.

Therefore, Chen Ling would absolutely not let him off easily. Waiting until the mixed-blood president had already died, a Great Red Paper Umbrella was slowly opened by him...

That blank ghost had just flown out from the mixed-blood president's body when it was forcefully dragged into the Red Paper Umbrella. Immediately after, a tragic wail sounded from within the umbrella!

This Great Red Paper Umbrella, aside from storing ghosts, also had a dedicated effect of torturing ghosts. The former Calamity of Mockery relied on this exact inhumane method to make all creatures terrified at the news... Now, the mixed-blood president would become a permanent resident guest here. In endless torture, experiencing pain and despair.

This, was the "immortality" Chen Ling prepared for him.

To this point, from top to bottom in the entire Taishi Division, apart from Chen Ling and Li Laide, there were no more survivors. The Alchemist Association's over three hundred years of foundation was reduced to ashes with a light blow from Chen Ling.

In the deathly silent pool of blood, Chen Ling slowly turned around. Those ruby-like eyes looked at Li Laide.

"...Do you understand?" He asked calmly.

Li Laide froze. After pondering for a moment, he nodded:

"I understand a little."

"Speak and let's hear it."

"The Taishi Division is the Chengtian Dynasty's Taishi Division on the surface, but in reality, it's an organization named the 'Alchemist Association' wearing an outer shell." Li Laide carefully organized the information he gathered along the way, answering methodically,

"You came to find trouble with them, not only because they attacked Li Shangfeng, but even more so because before the Great Cataclysm, they detonated nuclear weapons in the Red Dust Base... causing very severe consequences."

Chen Ling nodded slightly. Just as he was about to speak, Li Laide was completely immersed in his deduction, continuing to speak:

"But the strange thing is, what you just mentioned wasn't the Eight Great Bases... but the Nine Great Bases."

"According to what that president just said, you should have existed since before the Great Cataclysm, you couldn't make this kind of low-level mistake... Moreover, you also mentioned the 'Eight Sovereigns' before... And another statement that makes me relatively doubtful is that both this time and last time, you mentioned 'two worlds'..."

"Therefore, it's very likely that you don't belong to our world... but come from another world that developed extremely similarly to this world... You also mentioned 'reboot', indicating that the two worlds aren't parallel, but... successive?"

"Your world disappeared due to some reason, so you rebooted the world, which is why there is this current world?"

"No wonder you are clearly so strong, yet have never appeared before, as if you popped out of thin air..."

Looking at Li Laide who was plunged into deep thought before him, a trace of unconcealable surprise flashed through Chen Ling's eyes.

Chen Ling not answering Li Laide's question earlier was exactly to let him see with his own eyes and hear with his own ears, to see whether he could sort out all the causes and effects himself from the fragmented information... He thought it would be fine if Li Laide could deduce the origin between himself and the Alchemist Association, he didn't expect the other party to actually even guess more than half of the truth of the world.

"...Very good." Chen Ling praised rarely. "You are smarter than I imagined."

"Then, does this also count as completing your test task?" Li Laide immediately asked. "Will there be any reward like last time?"

"What reward do you want?" Chen Ling paused for a moment. "Let's say it first, freedom is impossible... So, information, or gold bars?"

Li Laide was silent for a long time. In the end, he still made up his mind, speaking in a deep voice:

"I, want to join you guys, join... the [Dusk Society]."

The first time Li Laide asked who Chen Ling was, Chen Ling had mentioned that he was the Sixth-Generation Red King of the Dusk Society. Looking at it this way, the Dusk Society was the organization behind Chen Ling, and the key to rebooting the world.

Chen Ling was stunned.

He looked into Li Laide's eyes and discovered that in those deep blue eyes, there was actually unprecedented seriousness... He frowned, lowered his head, and similarly pondered for a long time...

And then, gave an answer Li Laide completely didn't expect:

"No."