"The prosperous era is coming... pfft!" The counterfeit, being tortured, muttered indistinctly.
But before he could finish, Wu Liang lifted his leg and kicked him over with a thud, pinning his arm down, and bent over to grab one of his fingernails. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝓷𝓮𝓽
Suddenly, he yanked the nail out by its root, blood spurted, and the pain that connected to the heart through the ten fingers made the counterfeit almost unable to scream.
"Three seconds, reveal the true identity of this arm and I’ll give you a quick end." His tone was cold to the extreme.
He lifted the broken wound in his hand, which had no trace of blood, but instead resembled pixelated remnants of a mosaic severed limb.
Unfortunately, the counterfeit seemed unable to recognize the origin of this arm.
Wu Liang could only shake his head regretfully, saying, "Really sorry, you missed a huge opportunity, and there won’t be another."
Saying this, he slowly placed his hand on the counterfeit’s forehead, and with the other’s confused gaze, he flicked lightly.
Clearly, the force was so light that it couldn’t even squash an ant, but the counterfeit suddenly collapsed to the ground.
His face started to show a terrified expression, with his previously frenzied look turning into panic, ultimately turning into despair.
The whole body began to twitch, as if undergoing some kind of torture, and then started to foam at the mouth.
At this moment, what the counterfeit saw in his eyes was not Wu Liang torturing him, but his most cherished and beloved things being brutally destroyed.
Nightmare, digging into the fears within the living.
This is its unique skill.
The counterfeit was experiencing countless scenes of utmost fear, drifting between dream and reality, until the brain could no longer withstand this torture and collapsed.
And Wu Liang just quietly watched all this, finally standing up, preparing to leave.
Three more people can be interrogated, he’s not in a hurry.
"Wait! Are you the Shadow?"
Suddenly a female voice came from behind, Wu Liang turned around expressionlessly.
It was a woman with fiery red hair and a hot figure, yet her expression showed a hint of fear. She clutched something black and walkie-talkie-like in her hand, her legs trembling slightly.
Being able to call out the code name "Shadow" means she’s probably someone official.
"Hmm, is there a problem? If not, I need to continue hunting."
Upon hearing the person even mention hunting, Flame couldn’t help but twitch her eyelids.
But she still summoned the courage to speak, "Shadow comrade, could you explain the situation? What is the severed limb in your hand? Where have these people’s supernatural objects gone?"
She had just pieced together information in her communicator with her teammates.
Realizing that the dying counterfeit initially encountered by her teammates was mostly caused by this Shadow, resolving the issue in a cruel manner.
He could have simply subdued and brought these counterfeits back to the base or even killed them, but he chose the way of torture and interrogation on the spot.
The key is that these teammates have no idea what exactly he is interrogating?
This led to Flame’s moment of courage in stepping forward to inquire, as the deputy captain said he belonged to the second team, so he shouldn’t attack her... right?
"Oh, I am inquiring about the true identity of the mastermind—through this severed limb I’ve torn off." Wu Liang said extremely plainly.
Even with some inexplicable little glee.
This wasn’t a result of the emotional suppression ability from the Ghost Compendium.
Instead, his hanging heart finally settled!
At the very last moment before the Dongri Grand Hotel collapsed, Wu Liang bizarrely broke through the space limitations of the Unlimited Transmission Chip to grab Wu Xiaoyao’s arm.
Under the Breaking Blade’s ability, he attempted to pull the other from this area being transmitted.
But when he touched Wu Xiaoyao this time, Ghost Compendium’s information flashed by so quickly in front of him that he almost couldn’t see it clearly—
By consuming the memory and body tissue of a specified target, it would clone a bionic man infinitely close to all abilities of the original; this bionic man would survive and act with the absolute belief that it is the original person.
It cannot be detected with any external methods, but if its body is destroyed, bionics will fail.
This time, the information that appeared about the Supernatural Objects, was not anything from Wu Xiaoyao’s body.
Or rather... the bionic man of him!
So, upon seeing the information, Wu Liang found that he couldn’t interrupt "Wu Xiaoyao’s" transmission, and directly tore off one of his arms alive.
This time, he showed no mercy.
He also received two pieces of good news—
One possibility is that the bloody outcome was caused by someone who isn’t his real father; and second, the whereabouts of his father are definitely known by the Promised Land!
This Bionic Man must consume memories and body tissues to be created, which means the real father is definitely imprisoned inside the Promised Land.
Why must it be imprisonment?
It’s still because of the existence of this Bionic Man!
The Promised Land must have a reason to create a Bionic Man that is nearly identical to Wu Xiaoyao himself.
Is it for status? Connections? Wealth?
Wu Xiaoyao, as an archaeologist who often travels for excavation, doesn’t possess these things, so there’s only one possibility—they want to acquire something in terms of abilities from the old man!
The old man himself is unwilling to cooperate, so they could only create something that is nearly identical to his own abilities.
But what kind of abilities could they be? Could it be that the old man has also become an Awakened?
At this moment, Wu Liang was extremely grateful for his powerful logical reasoning skills.
So now he can dispel the thought of "Father’s change for the worse" and handle the crisis the officials are currently facing without any worries!
"Why don’t you take it back to the base for identification?" Flame was somewhat puzzled by this person’s approach.
Since there’s body tissue from the mastermind, wouldn’t it be more convenient to let the officials identify or even track it using the abilities of some special Awakeneds than to capture and interrogate people here?
But after hearing her doubts, Wu Liang just shook his head and said, "There’s not enough time. This arm will disappear in no more than twenty minutes."
With that, he showed the fracture position of the arm.
The pixelated mosaic had already spread to the end of the upper arm, just as the information from the Ghost Compendium stated, the transmission indeed could not be stopped.
Even if the arm had been separated from the body, it would still be transmitted away after a delay.
"What? Twenty minutes? There are still three people on the loose, hiding and ready to harm the citizens at any time! We need to find them quickly!" Flame suddenly understood the urgent time situation.
If this arm could really provide critical clues, then indeed, some extreme methods of interrogation could be utilized.
After all, the impact of this issue is too enormous!
She started to understand the other party’s actions.
But after hearing her words, Wu Liang frowned and asked puzzledly, "Us? Do you have a faster way to find people? If not, I’ll have to act alone."
As he finished speaking, the communicator in Flame’s hand started to ring—
"Report! A counterfeit item has been found in Longjiang Clothing Store in the southern part of the commercial street! The party involved is holding a Supernatural Object and making bizarre potion bottles, please advise!"
This was the guy who previously discovered a nearly dead counterfeit, though lucky, he barely left there and ran into another counterfeit using a Supernatural Object to cause trouble.
He quickly hid and quietly informed the other team members of the situation.
Hearing this, Flame looked up, just about to ask Wu Liang if they should head over now.
Before she could speak, she suddenly felt her back tighten, and her whole body was sideways as if defying gravity, soaring into the sky at a speed so fast that she felt the wind might tear her skin apart, darting towards the southern part of the commercial street.
On a closer look, it turned out to be the young man from earlier who had grabbed the back of her clothes and was flying her rapidly!
A cluster of mist-like substance surrounded him, making him look extremely mysterious.
The murderous glint in his eyes made Flame swallow back the complaint she was about to make about whether he could fly her more stably.
Almost forgot, this guy was just engaging in vigilante justice.
"Uh... is your method of interrogation always this violent?" she timidly asked.
While utilizing the Mist Ghost’s ability for high-speed flight, Wu Liang was slightly puzzled and lowered his head to retort, "What violence? They’ve already been poisoned by twisted ideologies, like a suicide squad intending to take the officials down with them."
"Aren’t I helping to free them?"
"I’m helping correct their errors in thinking!"
"Didn’t your teachers punish you for mistakes when you were in school?"
Flame suddenly fell silent. She was quiet.
The punishment he mentioned referred to breaking limbs, knocking out teeth, pulling out nails... and she indeed had never been punished for her mistakes like that before.
Should such things appear in official methods? Is this guy truly a righteous character?
After saying that, Wu Liang raised his head and looked towards the southern street not far away.
He was somewhat worried that this timid girl might recall the initial question—where did those Supernatural Objects go.
This matter he truly couldn’t answer, as the two counterfeits’ Supernatural Objects had been swallowed by the Mist Ghost, there was no way to retrieve them from its belly, right?
The current high-speed flight ability emerged after the Mist Ghost swallowed those two extremely powerful Supernatural Objects.
Next, there were three more powerful Supernatural Objects waiting for him to swallow...