Justice Square? More like the Square of Doom!

But I never expected to become a design assistant.

If I were to actually become this kind of assistant, it would be difficult for me to avoid being infamous for eternity.

"Nine, what are you still hesitating for? As a staunch protector of our Reunion Movement, how could we leave out such a great invention?"

"Our Reunion Movement will never forget everyone who has contributed."

"Let's welcome Assistant Nine to the stage."

Luo Chen spoke with unwavering conviction, uttering utterly shameless words, and led the Reunion Movement members in applauding her.

As for the people in the square, they all turned to look at Jiu, wanting to take a closer look at what kind of creature this Biyang thing's assistant was.

Executed under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Jiu covered her face in anguish.

Although they knew that the Reunion Movement led by Luo Chen was very fair and just, and would never forget any member when there were benefits.

But!

Next time something like this happens, please forget about me.

Nine was filled with mixed emotions, tears welling in her eyes, as she walked heavily onto the stage.

Her gaze met Luo Chen's, and in a silent protest, she took a funnel and a bucket full of swill from his hands.

Her fingers gripped the edge of the funnel tightly, as if torturing the last vestiges of her conscience and moral compass.

Luo Chen stood aside, watching all of this with delight.

He nodded slightly, signaling Nine to begin. Nine took a deep breath, suppressing the pain in his heart, and carefully inserted the funnel into Pierce's mouth.

Pierce's eyes were filled with terror and despair, but he was unable to move and could only let the two of them do as they pleased.

With trembling hands, Jiu picked up a spoon and poured swill into the funnel, spoonful by spoonful.

The pungent smell made her stomach churn, and as for Pierce, who was being force-fed swill, it goes without saying how painful it must have been.

As more swill was poured in, Pierce's belly gradually swelled up.

His face turned pale, his breathing became rapid, and his eyes gradually lost their color.

Finally, when Pierce's stomach swelled up like a ball, Luo Chen stopped what Jiu was doing and then used a stun gun to shock Pierce's waist.

Pierce had already been electrocuted all night, and now, even though his mind was blank, he instinctively began to Originium Arts after being electrocuted again.

"Environmentally friendly, efficient, and energy-saving—that's our Love Generator."

"This generator will be placed here to store electricity for the central square lighting. Of course, curious members of the public can also pay to experience feeding and lighting it, which only costs one Lungmen Dollar per instance."

"I believe this generator will become the most famous attraction in Justice Square in the future."

The audience below the stage, witnessing this scene, showed expressions of horror, their faces turning green with fright.

They had already witnessed Luo Chen's cruel method of using people as generators, and thought that was already a test of humanity's bottom line. They never expected that there would be an even more outrageous method of power generation.

Many people began to whisper and discuss the matter. They couldn't believe that anyone in this world could come up with such a cruel way to treat prisoners.

"This is simply inhuman!"

"This method is too cruel. Is this the price of joining a gang?"

"I heard that red-haired woman once single-handedly beat over four hundred people and forced them all to drink swill."

"Luckily I didn't join a gang back then, otherwise, if I had fallen into the hands of these bastards, I would have suffered a fate worse than death."

Listening to the discussions of the crowd below, Jiu felt that his reputation was completely ruined.

The former elite police officer of the Lungmen Guard Department, Jiu, is no more.

From now on, the only thing people will know is that she's a crazy old woman who feeds others swill.

"These Infected are truly inhuman."

Just then, someone in the audience said something like that.

The words "Infected" struck a chord like an electric shock, instantly jolting everyone to their core.

Originally, the discussion was about the Reunion Movement cracking down on gangs, but with this new development, some people started to worry that the Reunion Movement might treat them the same way in the future.

"Won't these lunatics tie us up with them later?"

"What are you afraid of if you haven't committed a crime?"

"But they are Infected. If you're accused of a crime, who can you reason with?"

Luo Chen saw that the onlookers' faces were green and they looked terrified, but he wasn't worried at all.

As the designer of the Love Generator, how could Luo Chen not have thought of this?

Do you think this is Infected persecuting ordinary people?

Luo Chen asked the question with a smile, but no one in the audience dared to give a direct answer.

"Rest assured, our Reunion Movement treats all lawbreakers and evildoers equally."

"In order to build a defense line of justice where everyone abides by the law and everyone supervises, I am prepared to invite everyone to join our Reunion Movement in upholding justice."

"Come on, bring out number two."

Luo Chen waved his hand, and the back door of a truck parked in the square suddenly opened, releasing a chilling gust of wind that sent shivers down one's spine.

As the truck's rear door opened, a stunning scene unfolded before everyone's eyes.

There lay an Ursus Infected, tightly bound to a wooden frame with plastic ropes. His limbs were mercilessly pierced by Originium staff, and blood dripped down the staff onto the ground, staining the surrounding soil red.

However, he was not connected to any wires or equipment.

I don't know what use it is.

The people in the square were stunned by what they saw.

Their eyes widened in disbelief at what they were seeing.

There were even victims?

And this Infected!

As everyone held their breath, Luo Chen smiled and began to introduce the situation:

"This guy's Originium Arts is manipulating the temperature of metal."

"He illegally killed innocent people, which should have been punishable by death, but he also wanted to contribute to the community."

"But I can't fully unleash his potential."

"To better develop the slums, I'm asking for your inspiration."

"The inventor who provides the best idea will receive a prize of one thousand Lungmen Dollar."

Chapter 105 Justice Square? Underworld Square!

The inventor who provides the best idea will receive a reward of Lungmen Dollar!

Luo Chen's voice echoed across the square, like a thunderclap in everyone's ears.

Upon hearing the amount of "one thousand Lungmen Dollar," the square instantly erupted in excitement, as if a pot had been boiled over. Greed and desire gleamed in people's eyes, as if they could see countless riches beckoning to them.

At this moment, there was no longer any fear of being persecuted by the Infected.

Those two guys deserved to be tried because they committed crimes.

As righteous citizens, whether it's for 1,000 Lungmen Dollar or for fairness and justice.

They had to extract any remaining value from that Infected prisoner.

"One thousand Lungmen Dollar!"

"I have a way!"

"Since it has the ability to heat metal, let's put a pot on its belly and make an eco-friendly stove."

"A young inventor shouted excitedly, his voice trembling with emotion."

"It's too wasteful to just put a pot on the stove. Why not let him boil water for twenty hours and then connect the hot water to the residents' homes? This way, everyone can have hot water anytime, and it can also increase the heating in winter."

The other middle-aged inventor's eyes gleamed with determination, as if he had already secured the thousand-dollar prize.

"Just providing heating is too wasteful... They could do metal smelting while providing heating, but I wonder how hot they could get the iron."

People were talking about it.

Some were rubbing their hands together, shouting out their creative ideas.

Others began racking their brains, hoping to come up with a brilliant idea to win the huge prize.

For a moment, the square was filled with a lively yet eerie atmosphere.

It was as if the prize money had ignited the demons within everyone.

I hope to stand out in this competition and become one of the lucky ones.

They completely forgot how terrifying the things they were talking about were.

However, a small number of people who have done wrong feel horrified.

He wondered if committing crimes in the slums in the future would result in being connected to the power grid or the heating system.

Luo Chen was pleased with the enthusiastic atmosphere of everyone signing up.

Through this educational and entertaining nationwide activity.

He believed that everyone could fully understand how serious the consequences of intentional murder in a slum were.

Don't assume you can exchange a life for a life; killing someone only means death.

The Reunion Movement will make you realize just how valuable life truly is.

"Everyone, don't rush. Those who have inspiration should go home and think about it for a day."

"I will arrange for someone to collect your opinions here at nine o'clock tonight."

The top ten most creative entries will each receive 1,000 Lungmen Dollar.

"Whoever can maximize the energy utilization of this project, I'll buy their patent for 10,000 Lungmen Dollar."

Now, the already somewhat inhumane citizens...

It became increasingly sinister.

Their discussions became increasingly unorthodox.

Someone even boldly suggested a startling idea—to connect the two guys side by side.

In this way.

It is possible to use electricity generation to increase heating efficiency, and to use heat generation to increase electricity supply efficiency.

This can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

As she listened to the increasingly outrageous topics around her, Jiu felt a chill run down her spine.

She simply couldn't imagine that these seemingly normal people would come up with such cruel and inhumane ideas.

To Jiu, this scene was utterly absurd, yet it seemed to conform to some twisted logic.

Jiu didn't want to stay here any longer.

She was afraid that she would be influenced by this atmosphere and really become the Slop Queen.

Then.

She slipped away quietly when no one was paying attention to her.

Back in the dark, damp sewer where she lived, Jiu unconsciously slowed her pace.

It was clearly the result of a day and a night of fighting and extremely mentally taxing statistics.