At this moment.
Wenren Sheng saw that after the ten people had listened to what the middle-aged man said and finished laughing, some still felt a bit sympathetic toward him.
After all, they were all modern people.
Laughing was one thing, but they still had empathy.
No. 3 then said to the people around them, "All right, show him a little sympathy."
"He hasn't had it easy either. He originally had a chance to leave behind a glorious history as a Transmigrator, but instead spent half his life in prison."
"Thank you. You understand my pain," the middle-aged man sighed.
At that moment, No. 1 frowned slightly.
Because he realized that this middle-aged man was deeply calculating.
They had mocked him like that just now, yet he had not gotten angry at all.
So he pointed a finger and used an immortal technique: Truth Telling.
Only then did he ask, "We're going to release you now and give you some compensation as well. You've seen our power. What do you plan to do afterward?"
Fire blazed in the middle-aged man's eyes as he gritted his teeth. "I want to destroy this world!"
"I want the world to feel my pain!"
"These damned people were living happily outside while I was suffering in hell!"
"Especially those royals, those damned bastards! They stole my achievements! Yet not a single person thought of me!"
"Hatred! I hate them!"
The middle-aged man's face twisted savagely as he raised both fists toward the sky.
After hearing the man's true thoughts, all ten of them felt a chill run down their spines.
Just now, the middle-aged man had looked so open-minded that they had thought he had already let it go.
Only now did they realize that his hatred had long since taken root.
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