Unlike some mythological and religious stories, Luoli did not suffer three days of torment. After less than an hour of propaganda, he was freed from the cross by the players.
Seeing that relieved expression, Bennett's lips began to curl into an uncontrollable smile.
The players moved Luoli into the [ Do Some Farm Work ] room and then began the routine.
First, there's the matter of harmless disposal—with the help of [ Do Some Farm Work ], a top-tier player, removing Luoli's fingernails and toenails became possible.
Although the tendons and bones were still difficult to separate, fortunately, the [ Do Some Farm Work ] shop, which liked to design weapons, had a wealth of tools. Several saw blades that had been custom-made at the blacksmith in Dragonborn Village were quickly found, and the players quickly began to work on them.
Similarly, as a craftsman, [ Do Some Farm Work ] also took out a hammer that a craftsman should have to finish the harmless treatment.
Luoli soon experienced what it meant to be worse than dead. At this moment, the arrows and weapons in his body had not yet been removed, and because his injuries were too severe, the wounds on his hands and feet left by the wedges had not yet healed.
After the harmless treatment was completed, [ Do Some Farm Work ] pushed out a wheelchair identical to the one Bennett sat in from the warehouse and began to wait on the side.
As for the players from Soaring Sky Studio, they removed the weapons from Luoli's body one by one under [ Soaring Clouds's] command.
Looking at the arrows on the ground, so numerous that it would take two people to lift them, [ Soaring Clouds 2828 ] couldn't help but sigh:
"He could both react to being hit (referring to screams of pain) and carry so many arrows! If he had been there when Boss Cao borrowed arrows with straw boats, he would have been swindled out of everything."
[ Soaring Clouds 3773 ] next to him nodded in agreement:
"No problem. If I heard someone scream after shooting an arrow, I would keep shooting."
Arrows, pitchforks, shovels, hoes, long knives and short swords...
A series of weapons and tools were removed one by one, Luoli recovery ability was already very weak, turned from a hedgehog into a sieve.
But the process clearly didn't end there. The players then used a modified version of Oil Vine to completely wrap around his body from the neck down. After passing through fire once more, a binding garment that was difficult to remove was now on Luoli's body.
Two players, one on each side, lifted the thin, frail old man and forcibly placed him in the wheelchair that [ Do Some Farm Work ] had prepared beforehand.
After securing the prisoner's position, he pushed the wheelchair in front of [ Soaring Clouds ]:
Let's see if we can light it up on the first try.
"Okay."
[ Soaring Clouds ] took the wheelchair and pulled down the short lever at the back without hesitation.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
The mournful electronic music filled the air around the cabin. Bennett, who was temporarily parked outside, heard the piercing screams and, while unable to suppress a smile, two streams of tears flowed from his eyes.
Inside the hut.
"Wow, it worked on the first try! Dude, you're a PC building genius!"
[ Soaring Clouds ] happily transferred the final payment to [ Do Some Farm Work Do Some Farm Work, who then smiled and said:
"This wheelchair is just a copy; I didn't design it at all. I also had Willow draw the magic circle, so in the end, I didn't actually put in much effort."
"Hey, you can't say that."
[ Soaring Clouds ] put his arm around [ Do Some Farm Work ]'s shoulder:
"You're the only one with enough trust level with NPCs to craft items; you deserve to earn this money!"
Having said that, he looked at the players in his studio:
"Let's go, brothers, let's go back to the base and teach him a lesson."
"Etc!"
[ On Do Some Farm Work ] seemed to have thought of something and suddenly interrupted [ Soaring Clouds ].
"What's wrong? Is there something else?"
"Have you interrogated this count?"
[ On the Do Some Farm Work ] [ Soaring Clouds ] asked with a serious expression.
"Interrogate? Interrogate what? What could a sealed Blood Corpse possibly know?"
[ Do Some Farm Work ] shook his head repeatedly upon hearing this:
"You can't say that. Although they've been sealed away for the past hundred years, they at least experienced battles before being sealed away. You can probably find out something from them."
Soaring Clouds Xiao's expression showed some hesitation:
"Can the information obtained be exchanged for money?"
[ Do Some Farm Work ] nodded:
"I don't know about other games, but information about this game can really be exchanged for money, even if it's just spoken information. As long as it's confirmed to be true, you can make money."
[ Soaring Clouds ] was somewhat tempted upon hearing this:
"How long does the interrogation take? What resources are required?"
"It won't be long, as long as you agree to give him the electric shock."
[ Soaring Clouds ] hesitated for a moment, then shook his head:
"No, every opportunity for an electric shock is precious; I need to save it for later. Besides, how much money can intelligence fetch? I've already paid Bennett's rent; training him is a higher priority."
"Oh? I think you don't understand at all."
Hearing [ Soaring Clouds ] utter a comment that only an outsider would make, [ Do Some Farm Work ]'s expression gradually changed, and he immediately began to coax him:
"Dude, did you know that when [ Howling Pothos ] first evacuated from Fir City, he got nine gold coins as a reward just for bringing a whole bag of classified documents and an old man who knew a lot about Fir City's secrets?"
"Take the young master?"
[ Soaring Clouds ] felt like he hadn't quite heard the amount, but his breathing was already a little heavy.
"To be precise, 9 gold, 1 silver, and 22 bronze medals—the highest record ever achieved Fir City Operation."
The tone of "[ Do Some Farm Work ]" seemed to carry a certain devilish quality. After he finished speaking, he looked at Luoli, who had just been strapped to the wheelchair:
"Now that you have an old man, as for the classified intelligence..."
"Someone come here!"
[ Soaring Clouds ] shouted loudly.
"Exist!"
Several studio players who understood the amount immediately responded.
Give me a good shock!
"Yes!"
Aside from lightning during summer downpours, Shadow is almost nowhere to be found in this World of Disorder.
Players have tried to generate electricity using the principles of the other world, but ultimately failed. [ Evergreen Tree ] even wrote about this in one of his previous reports to prove that the rules of the World of Disorder are different from those of the real world.
Originally, everyone should have stopped developing electricity here, but who told Willow, a lich known for her Psionic Energy, to join the Second Holy See?
Although, judging from the results, players' current use of electricity is a misguided tech tree—months have passed with no progress in generating or using electricity, and all tech points have been allocated to torture devices—that's what everyone likes: simple and practical.
The smell of burning filled the cabin, and just as the players were getting impatient and were about to increase the power, Luoli finally let out a painful cry:
"I'll tell you everything."