Of course, that is only about Qianye himself. With Yoyou hiding, no one knows where he is now, and even the slightest trace has not been found.
Time passed in a trance.
There are still 150 days until the real disaster strikes.
...
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the other side.
In the not-too-big room, the first thing you see when you push the door in is two two-meter sofas. The corners of the sofas are curved, and two single-color pillows are placed on them.
There is a white energy-saving lamp above the head, but unfortunately the wattage of the bulb is not high, so even if it is turned on, the whole room still looks a little too dim...
This is a low-rent housing complex.
The location of the community is relatively remote, and there are not many residents in it. Fortunately, the greening of the entire community is pretty good. Even in the late autumn night, you can still hear some sounds of insects outside the house.
The living room is only about ten square meters in size.
There is a white simple coffee table in front of the sofa, and a cup of white water is placed above the coffee table. There are small water droplets on the wall of the cup, but the water has no temperature left. It can be seen that the cup of hot water has been placed here.
Over a period of time, it gradually loses its temperature over time.
on the sofa.
The man slowly took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit the end of the cigarette very smoothly, took a habitual puff, and exhaled white-blue smoke from his nose...
Sitting to his left was an old man who looked to be older.
The old man couldn't smoke cigarettes, so he smoked dry cigarettes, which were quite offensive to men. He took a few puffs, but the old man seemed to find them tasteless, so he lightly tapped the cigarette butt on the ground to put out the cigarette.
"How's it going? Have you planned any method?" the old man asked, looking at the young man.
Hear the words.
An just frowned slightly and shook his head. Until now, he still hasn't figured out why the captured girl has the same ability as Qianye.
It's a pity that the girl has always been wary of him. Whether it's through coercion or inducement, the other girl's mouth is like welding to death, and she is unwilling to reveal any information.
"If you can't figure it out, don't continue to think about it. Sometimes, worrying too much about others is a fatal idea."
"You put too much emphasis on that guy. If you think of him in everything you do next, you are destined to fail in the end..." Mr. Chen saw An Zhi's thoughts and slowly
Said slowly.
He knew that Anjing was concerned about the problems with "Qianye" and why the girl's abilities were related to Qianye.
But now it's like this. Without being able to investigate clearly, his suggestion is to let An Yi put aside these useless thoughts and do something seriously.
"Mr. Chen, I know."
"I just think that if this girl has a relationship with Qianye, then if I rob her of her talent, Qianye will never be able to forgive me or the top collective."
"Could it be that...he will always be the collective enemy?"
An only expressed her worries.
His worries are not unreasonable. After all, it is much better to make a good friend than to make an enemy.
Moreover, Qianye himself is not a simple person. If there is a hidden danger that is difficult to see around him, An only thinks that it will have a great impact on the top group.
"So, at this point, do you think it is still possible for him to reconcile with the top collective?"
"Just like when you lied to him?"
Mr. Chen narrowed his eyes and asked.
He only hoped that An Yue could think about this issue carefully.
Recalling the moment when he first met Qianye, then the gradually deepening connection between the two, and finally the breakup between the two, An only thought about these, and couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile on his face.
indeed.
Now it is basically impossible to be like before...
The hatred between the two sides had become such that he felt that Qianye would never be able to forgive himself no matter whether he tried to plunder the girl's talent or not.
"Mr. Chen, I understand what you mean."
An just nodded and then put out the half cigarette left in his hand in the ashtray.
He is a candidate for the "God-making Project".
This means that he will be the hope of the whole world...
As the savior, An only felt that he should not have such troublesome thoughts to trouble him.
Rather than caring about one person's feelings, what he should care about is the entire world.
"It's good if you understand."
"If you really care about that guy named Qianye, then I will help you handle the rest."
"As long as you don't let him know that this girl is on your side, then the conflict won't be triggered, right?"
Mr. Chen said.
His meaning is very clear.
If you don't tell me, if I don't tell you, if the top collective doesn't reveal this matter, then no one outside will know about it, including Yu Qianye, and the other party will not know...
"Um."
An only nodded again.
After sorting out all the complicated thoughts in his mind, he stood up from the sofa and walked towards the bedroom door not far away.
The moment you twist the door lock and open the door.
He could see a girl lying on the bed, her limbs all bound by corresponding cursed ropes. Her eyes opened at some point, which meant that the girl had woken up.
"When did you wake up?"
An Yu was a little surprised and asked An Yu.
Fortunately, Mr. Chen had the foresight to use the cursed rope when binding, which prevented An Yu from using any of his abilities. Otherwise, An Yu probably could only see an empty room now.
He has reason to believe that An Yu has the ability to leave here quietly...
The atmosphere was silent for a moment.
An Yu, who was lying on the bed, did not answer An Yu's words. She just lay there, staring at An Yu's face.
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An just sighed.
Those whose talents have been robbed are destined to die, so no matter what An Yu says now, in the end, the other person will only become a corpse without warmth.
Thinking that the other party was devoting his life to the "God-Creation Project" and the entire world, An Zhi felt a little better, and the remaining feeling of guilt disappeared completely.
"Do you need me to help you with anything?" Mr. Chen walked to An Zhi's side. Recently, he had collected information from the prophecy book, indicating that disaster would come early.
As the old backbone of the top collective.
He has the obligation to provide help for An Zhi's "plunder" and speed up An Zhi's speed so that he can complete the "god-making plan" before disaster strikes...
"Well, my plundering talent will be easier to use on people who have a mental breakdown or fatigue. If her spirit weakens, then I can speed up my progress." An Ji told the truth without hiding anything.
There was not much time at the moment. No matter how he estimated it, An Yu's talent was probably at the B-level at the very least. If he followed the normal approach, he would probably not have enough time.
"Nervous breakdown, or fatigue...that's enough, right?"
Mr. Chen asked An Zhi repeatedly and affirmatively.
"Yes."
"If that's the case, it's pretty simple. Let me deal with it first." Mr. Chen replied. He walked in front of An Yu, and then walked step by step in the direction of An Yu.
There was no kindness on his face.
At least that's what An Yu thinks...
In a daze, she had a bad feeling. She glanced at An Zhi not far away, and then at the old man who was gradually leaning towards her. She realized that she might suffer inhuman treatment next.
"What are you doing?!"
She was finally willing to speak, but this did not stop Mr. Chen.
An just stood at the door and turned his head away and sighed.
He knew that An Yu would be tortured next, but when he thought that this was for the "god creation project", he felt a little relieved.
"What are you going to do?"
"You want to do..."
"ah!!!"
A shrill scream came from the bedroom. Mr. Chen didn't do much. He just took out a pair of scissors from his pocket and inserted it into An Yu's wrist!
Scarlet blood flowed out of it and soon soaked the sheets.
An Yu, who was restrained, was unable to use even a little bit of her abilities, and she didn't even have the slightest chance to resist.
Taking out the scissors, Mr. Chen aimed at her other wrist...
"Girl, this is what you should face. We are all doing it for the whole world. Don't forget about the old man for being cruel."
Mr. Chen murmured silently.
He seemed to be trying to convince himself to make his actions more reasonable, and then without hesitation, he picked up the scissors and stabbed An Yu's other wrist!
"ah!"
The severe pain made An Yu couldn't help but make a sound.
Until now, she still doesn't understand what she did and why she was subjected to such cruel torture.
Looking at the calm expression on the old man's face, she couldn't imagine what else she would suffer after she was relieved...
"Scum! Trash!"
"Get out of here you disgusting person!"
An Yu couldn't bear the yelling.
It's a pity that her words have no offensive power, and the scolding has no effect on Mr. Chen's ears. The so-called swear words seem to have the most effect of expressing her anger.
Next step......
The target is the ankle.
An Yu just stood at the door and watched this scene. He could clearly feel An Yu's mental state jumping.
Mr. Chen's method is very simple. If he wants An Yu's spirit to collapse, the most direct way is to suffer.
Very few people can remain conscious during severe torture. This is not a matter of whether the consciousness is strong enough to bear it. The pain is related to the brain nerves. No matter what, no one can guarantee that they will still have good intentions while being tortured.
As usual...
Chi!
It was the sound of scissors piercing my ankle.
Mr. Chen did not take out the scissors immediately. Instead, he held the corner of the scissors and kept thrusting in and out. The friction made An Yu feel even more unbearable pain.
"brute!"
"You're all going to die! I'm going to kill you!"
An Yu's brain began to blur. She struggled with the rope around her body with all her strength, but it was useless. Her own abilities were restricted. Even if it was an ordinary rope, it would not be broken away so easily by human power.
"Girl, please calm down."
"I won't let you escape, and I won't stop either. There's no one here, and you don't have to expect anyone to hear your cry and come to help you."
Mr. Chen reminded him.
The movements in his hands did not stop, and the scissors inserted into the other ankle the next moment!
help me?
who can help me?
An Yu was brought to this place inexplicably. After waking up, An Yu thought about escaping, but since she couldn't use her abilities, it seemed that no matter what she did, it would be of no use.
Something that can help her...
There was only that person in her mind.
The one who taught her how to survive in a world of horror...
However, in recent times, An Yu has lost contact with Qianye, and she seems to have entered a state of isolation and helplessness. At this time, she can do nothing but wait for the two to torture her.
"Is there any alcohol?"
Mr. Chen took out the scissors and turned to An Zhi and asked.
His intention was very obvious. He did not want to kill An Yu. He did all this just so that An Yu could plunder his talent faster and torture An Yu's spirit.
"It seems to be on the cabinet, I'll go take a look."
An only turned around and returned to the living room.
He knew the pain of applying alcohol to the wound, and he also understood what Mr. Chen wanted to do with the alcohol.
This low-rent housing community is one of the strongholds of the Ding Shang Collective. They usually make it look like the living environment of normal people, so they have deliberately arranged some of the objects.
Alcohol, a common gadget, is naturally included in the layout.
After getting the alcohol back, Mr. Chen opened the bottle cap and poured it on An Yu's limbs without saying a word...
The wound was bitten by alcohol.
The searing pain immediately spreads to the nerves.
An Yu gritted her teeth and endured it. She tried hard to keep herself awake. After all, from the conversation she heard when she woke up before, although she didn't understand the ultimate purpose of the two, she knew that what they wanted was that she couldn't bear the torture.
"This girl is a bit difficult to deal with. You go to the living room to rest first, and then give me two hours. If you are bored, you can play with your phone or prepare your abilities in advance."
Mr. Chen frowned and said.
The blood-stained scissors in his hand were dripping down bit by bit, forming blood-red marks on the floor.
"good."
An only glanced at An Yu one last time, and then returned to the living room without any nostalgia.
The most troublesome part of plundering talent is the preparation stage. It is not like other abilities that can be used whenever you want. But fortunately, this is not the first time An Yu has done such a thing. After taking a deep breath, he immediately took it out of his pocket.
A pack of cigarettes came out.
During this period, An Yu's screams came from the bedroom from time to time.
It can be easily heard from the level of misery that Mr. Chen may have used more extreme methods against her...
"Everything is for the sake of creating gods."
"I am the last hope of this world. I know what I should and can do better than anyone else."
An just cleared his thoughts, then took out a cigarette and lit it for himself, then picked up the tea cup from the coffee table and poured out the already cold water in it.
During the control, the smoke from the burning tobacco entered the cup consciously, and gradually it began to take the form of a liquid...
This is the beginning stage of looting talent.
An Zhi also put all his thoughts on this. The disaster had already come early, and he could not delay it any longer.