Chapter 25: The Rumors Are True

Wen Xishu relied on his willpower and thick skin to significantly delay the interrogation process.

By the time Xie Changfeng reacted, it was actually already a bit too late.

He suddenly realized that, provoked by words, he had performed many ineffective actions during the interrogation.

Truth be told, this kid Wen Xishu was truly hateful.

Those words were not high in lethality, but they were extremely insulting.

Of course, he had actually encountered foul-mouthed people before; generally speaking, a beating would make them behave.

But Wen Xishu’s bones were harder.

Even though Xie Changfeng had interrogated so many people, Wen Xishu definitely counted as a tough nut to crack.

At this moment, Wen Xishu was covered in wounds and mangled flesh, his eyes unable to open, yet his face could still express contempt.

Xie Changfeng was tired.

The main reason was that he himself realized that if he didn't produce interrogation results soon, problems would likely arise.

Thus, he began ordering people to prepare to inject Wen Xishu with truth serum.

Wen Xishu’s brain was dizzy and his consciousness blurred, but even at this time...

He was not in a hurry.

He still used his blood-filled mouth and a slurred voice to maintain his previous rhythm, verbally attacking Xie Changfeng.

He knew this hurdle was unavoidable.

But if he were to panic now, he would expose his weaknesses.

From childhood to adulthood, Wen Xishu had understood one thing... one must win by any means necessary; even if one cannot win, one must make the opponent win uncomfortably and unsatisfactorily.

However, he really couldn't think of any more tricks.

Because his consciousness was blurred and ethereal, from time to time, it gave him a feeling of being unable to distinguish reality from illusion.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear... footsteps in the distance.

But the next second, he saw the figure of a man again. That person stood in the clouds and mist, his face unclear, just making a gesture.

It was a shushing gesture.

"Xishu, you must keep it a secret."

"From now on, let's play a game where whoever speaks first loses."

He felt as if he had returned to his childhood, nodding happily, with the joy of his brother wanting to play with him surfacing in his heart.

Is this the memory of "Wen Xishu"?

For no reason, Wen Xishu shifted from the first-person perspective to the third-person perspective again.

His consciousness was indeed somewhat chaotic.

He suddenly thought that perhaps this body was just like this; when in extreme danger and severely lacking a sense of security...

It would think of Wen Zhaohua.

The person who could bring a sense of security.

Wen Xishu felt inexplicably envious.

He was actually the owner of this body now, but he also had a set of experiences of his own.

Although he had already accepted the transmigration, in terms of self-cognition, he had not fully accepted himself.

A long time ago, Wen Xishu also wondered, what would it be like to have an older brother?

Would he take away half of the parents' love, or half of the hatred? Would he spare himself from those terrifying experiences?

"Wen Xishu, what kind of help did Wen Zhaohua give you!"

"What is going on! Is the truth serum ineffective on him? Increase the dosage!"

"Never mind, if he goes crazy, he goes crazy; he was a fool to begin with, give me more!"

A blurred, faint voice came from afar.

It was like someone speaking under a quilt, not heard clearly, but one could seemingly sense the other party's exasperation.

Wen Xishu wanted to speak. He felt that the voice was gradually merging with Wen Zhaohua and everyone in his memory who was worthy of trust.

He gradually lost the ability to judge, thinking of opening his mouth to answer the questions.

But that figure in the distance was still standing in the clouds and mist, maintaining the shushing gesture.

Only the mist was getting thicker, and the figure was becoming more and more blurred.

Finally, Wen Xishu heard what seemed to be a rather heroic laugh. But he really had no energy to think about what the laughter was.

……

……

The medical staff felt it was incredible.

After the truth serum was injected, this young man could actually still remain silent.

He had already increased the dosage slightly according to Xie Changfeng's instructions. But now it seemed... the target still possessed a defensive consciousness.

It is said that people who are extremely insecure inside have a certain ability to resist truth serum.

But there is no scientific basis for that.

The effect of truth serum makes people unable to distinguish whether a voice comes from a trusted person or the interrogator.

Ultimately, under the guidance of the voice, one will tell all.

But Wen Xishu had actually held out for one round.

The medical staff couldn't help but wonder, could it be that in this young man's world, there wasn't a single trustworthy person?

He, after all, did not know Wen Xishu's experiences.

With secrets hidden in his body that were perhaps enough to be "sliced for research," the entire Wen family had been slaughtered.

Aside from himself, the only one alive was that super-criminal named Wen Zhaohua.

In such an environment, he really didn't know who to trust.

However, no matter what, he couldn't hold out for a second round.

The medical staff prepared to increase the dosage for the second time.

Xie Changfeng suddenly became nervous; that secret...

That secret that the higher-ups all wanted to know, he might be about to know it immediately.

He swallowed his saliva and said:

"Quick! Don't stop!"

Invisibly, his sixth sense told him that he had to race against time.

But he was still too slow.

A burst of heroic laughter came, and Xie Changfeng was startled.

"Little brats of the Anquan Bureau! You've grown slack!"

A few seconds before the laughter, it was still in the distance, but as the words fell, it had already arrived nearby.

Among them, there were occasional muffled groans; those were the sounds of the guards.

Xie Changfeng wanted to shout out instantly: "Enemy attack!"

But when he saw the old man's face, he couldn't call out.

"Looking at you like this, it seems you haven't asked anything? Hahahaha..."

The old man's laughter was very hearty.

Xie Changfeng's face was very ugly; he recognized who this person was. He hadn't expected such a figure to appear here.

Albert Napolitano.

The man who, according to rumors, had climbed to the ninetieth floor of the Slaughter Tower.

"Doctor, has this little brat been injected with truth serum?" Albert actually already had the answer.

Looking at Wen Xishu's unfocused eyes, he knew clearly that the Anquan Bureau could no longer care about the health of Wen Xishu, a person of merit.

His smile gradually disappeared, freezing in a rather oppressive position, and his eyes became a bit sharper:

"What happened to your 'human rights first'?"

The doctor knew who Albert was, but had never seen him, nor did he know that the person before him was the legend of the bunker; he just felt a kind of numbness that made his knees want to buckle.

"In... injected, and the dosage was increased, but... but nothing has been asked yet."

As if the person injected with truth serum was not Wen Xishu, but the doctor himself, facing this old man, the doctor subconsciously told the truth.

He thought Albert was going to fly into a rage, but instead, Albert laughed loudly again:

"Hahahaha, not bad, really not bad, he actually didn't confess; this kid's foundation is still okay, right?"

"Alright, thank you for testing him; I have to take him away, the Three Towers Academy is still short one admission quota."

He patted the doctor's shoulder quite kindly, without force, but the doctor and Xie Changfeng were both stunned.

Because they hadn't seen clearly how Albert had teleported from the door to the doctor's side.

At this moment, Xie Changfeng couldn't help but recall the rumors about Albert.

The Slaughter Tower, Desire Tower, and Trick Tower can all grant sequences and certain attributes.

But these attributes cannot be brought into the bunker; no matter how you dominate in the Three Towers...

Once you arrive in the bunker, you can only be an ordinary person.

This is also why so many people perform unparalleled meritorious deeds in the towers, only to return to the bunker and still have to accept the exploitation of the higher-ups.

Therefore, people all believe that the Three Towers game is just a game, and everything is virtual. Except for those material rewards.

But there is a saying here, that if someone can break through to the ninetieth floor in a certain tower...

It is possible to bring the attribute panel from the Three Towers into reality according to a certain ratio.

At the same time, one can also hide from the Heavenly Ladder Ranking, making it impossible to view them, becoming a so-called "hidden expert."

Most people feel this claim is just a means to stimulate people to head to the Slaughter Tower.

Although everyone loves to run to the Desire Tower, if abilities could be brought into reality, people would be more inclined to choose abilities from the Slaughter Tower.

Because those are solid, real abilities capable of intimidating others.

In short, many people, including Xie Changfeng, did not believe this claim was true.

Until this moment, as Xie Changfeng looked at Albert Napolitano, he suddenly realized...

Perhaps a part of the rumor is true.

This man really is able to use a fraction of the power from the Three Towers inside the bunker.

(End of chapter)