Chapter 459: Sensing Potion

"?" Mandao Feiyu stared wide-eyed.

"Damn it, you won't talk, huh? Watch me beat you up!" No. 35 picked up a wooden plank and fiercely swung it at his cheek.

"Mm~" Mandao Feiyu winced in pain, constantly struggling.

"Talk or not, you damn well talk!" No. 35 held the wooden plank, repeatedly whipping the little devil in front of him.

After being whipped over a dozen times, Mandao Feiyu's cheek was split open, flesh torn.

Lin Ke Xin couldn't bear to watch, about to speak.

"Um..." Trainee No. 1 raised his hand and stood up.

"What's up?" No. 35 was annoyed.

Encountering a tough nut, No. 35 also got excited; if he could pry open this little devil's mouth, it would be a great achievement.

"No. 35, you haven't untied the rope on its mouth..." No. 1 pointed at Mandao Feiyu, speaking cautiously.

"Look, there's still a cloth stuffed in its mouth."

……

Following the direction of No. 1's finger, No. 35 completely lost his composure.

After a second of silence in the room, a burst of laughter erupted.

"Not giving anyone a chance to speak, yet still interrogating."

"I bet this Japanese spy even wants to eat his heart."

"This is just forcing a mute to speak..."

……

The training class instantly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Hearing the mocking voices around, No. 35 felt a bit embarrassed.

Damn it.

How could this happen?

On the first day of interrogating a spy, such an embarrassing thing happened.

"Trainee No. 35, have you forgotten what I taught you?" Chen Yongren said coldly: "As an agent, you don't even have the most basic observational skills."

"Get to the back of the line, I'll deal with you later!"

Upon hearing that, No. 35's body trembled slightly, as if recalling something terrifying.

No. 35 had no face to argue back, honestly stepping aside.

Mandao Feiyu also had an expression like he'd just eaten shit.

After those few simple lines of dialogue, he instantly realized he was being used as a tool for training agents.

"Anyone else?" Chen Yongren asked again.

"I'll give it a try." No. 1 immediately stood up.

Walking over to Mandao Feiyu, he untied the rope on his mouth, took out the blood-stained cloth, and incidentally brought out a few broken teeth.

Mandao Feiyu couldn't hold back any longer, vomiting another mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth.

He then panted like a dog, gulping fresh air.

But No. 1 didn't let him feel comfortable for long, picking up the whip on the table and lashing it hard several times.

"Name, code, squad name, current mission!"

"Come clean!"

"If your intel checks out, I can spare your life!"

Each time No. 1 spoke, he whipped Mandao Feiyu once.

Even though the little devil screamed from the whipping, he still gritted his teeth.

"'The Ice Mountain Team is invincible.'"

"'Arctic Bear Squad Leader, I may no longer be able to serve you.'"

"'Sorry, I have let down your expectations of me.'"

……

"Damn it!"

Seeing the whip useless, he grabbed a pair of pliers, pinched Mandao Feiyu's chin, intending to pull out a few more teeth.

But he suddenly recalled that Instructor Chen Yanwang had said in class not to underestimate teeth—pulling too many could easily cause massive bleeding, killing the target.

Just as he spaced out, Chen Yongren shouted "Stop!" and gave him a thumbs-up.

"Yes!" No. 1 also obeyed, standing straight and walking away.

Then came the second, the third…

But these were still trainees, lacking interrogation experience; they only knew to rough up, not how to deceive the target with half-true, half-false intel.

Mandao Feiyu was whipped into a sorry state, passing out many times, but each time revived with cold water.

After all, there's only this one dog spy; if we ruin him, there's nothing left to play with, yet Chen Yongren still hopes to use him to test the sensing potion.

"Alright, damn it, stop. With your interrogation methods, you wouldn't get anything even in eight hundred years." Chen Yongren muttered as he stepped forward.

"A bunch of idiots, don't you know intel has a time limit?"

"In the shortest time, to obtain the most vital intel—that's our mission!"

Chen Yongren looked at Mandao Feiyu: "I'll give you one last chance—talk or not."

"I am..." Mandao Feiyu glared at Chen Yongren with endless hatred, mouth open like a hyena.

He just couldn't figure out how he had been exposed.

"You're good for nothing!" Chen Yongren reached into his pocket and pulled out the sensing potion.

Because it's for use by a third-party target, the system thoughtfully gave a set of syringes.

The potion overall is a light blue color, looking very tempting.

The trainees also curiously looked at the potion in Chen Yongren's hand.

Man Dao Feiyu, who originally wanted to shout loudly, felt a hint of danger: "What is this? What are you trying to do?"

"This is the potion I just prepared; seeing your listless look, I wanted to help you perk up, guaranteeing you won't faint during the upcoming interrogation—so why don't you thank me quickly?" Chen Yongren suddenly pressed down on its arm.

He picked up the syringe, stabbed it into the venous blood vessel, and quickly injected the potion into its body.

The venous blood vessel, as a pathway for blood return, quickly carried the potion throughout Man Dao Feiyu's body.

Awoo!

Next second.

Man Dao Feiyu let out a shout like a pig being slaughtered, desperately struggling in the chair.

Under the intense pain, veins bulged on his face, his cheeks turned red, his features twisted together, and the veins on his arms strained outward, almost bursting.

His breathing instantly became heavy, and his eyeballs strained to pop out, as if trying to break free from their sockets.

"Forgot to tell you, this potion not only makes you energized a hundredfold, but also heightens your pain perception tenfold."

"But rest assured, you now will not faint due to any protective mechanism; you can fully experience this feeling of being reborn."

Chen Yongren's tone was flat.

But the surrounding trainees all shivered in unison.

Scalp went numb.

Damn it!

"This Yama, how does he even have such a thing?"

Lin Ke Xin's complexion also looked somewhat unnatural; she didn't understand where Chen Yongren got these things from.

Her own intelligence abilities seemed ineffective in front of Chen Yongren.

The two of them practically lived together day and night, yet they didn't know where he tinkered up such a gadget.

"Kill me, kill me, I'll let you kill me!" Man Dao Feiyu started off tough, but as he went on his tone carried a hint of pleading.

"I beg you, quickly kill me, kill me—I will surely thank you properly."

It's not that it doesn't want to bite its tongue to commit suicide; rather, it cannot endure any pain, and it will release its grip before even touching the tongue.

"Name, code, squad, current mission." Chen Yongren said coldly: "Confess honestly, and I might let you die more swiftly."

"Otherwise…"

"Hmph!"