The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic

"If both of them are not dead and can recover, I will spare you." Yan Luo said, "But death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be escaped. No matter what, I have to give you some punishment."

Yan Luo said he would be punished, and he undoubtedly meant what he said. Simmons' heart was beating loudly. What kind of punishment would it be?

Fifteen laps? No, this time it will obviously not be so easy, Simmons has already realized it.

"Guess what the punishment will be?" Yan Luo said.

"I don't know," Simmons said.

"Of course you will work overtime. Your job will be changed from the original hourly working system to a 15-hour working system. This will last for a year." Yan Luo smiled and said, "In the future, please work hard for our career."

Simmons was stunned. This punishment was unexpected. She originally thought it would be a harmful punishment, but she didn't expect it would just be overtime. Although this punishment was indeed severe, it was far lighter than Simmons expected.

"I will," Simmons whispered.

"Don't be too happy, Simmons." Yan Luo said lightly, "The premise of this punishment is that both Falcon Dragon and Hercules are alive. If one of them dies, you will pay a heavy price."

Simmons' shoulders were shaking, and Yan Luo's words had a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Let me reveal the price in advance." Yan Luo said, "Your arms and thighs will all be taken away, leaving only your head and body. You will be supported and you will not be able to survive or die. So, please Pray, pray that fate will not ruthlessly take away Hercules' life, and pray that Falcon Dragon will wake up, otherwise, you will spend the rest of your life in hell on earth."

Simmons's teeth were chattering. Now she really hoped that Hercules and Falcon Dragon could live. The rage of revenge in her heart had long since disappeared, leaving only the desire to survive.

Living is a better thing than anything else.

It was as if she had just realized it at this moment.

When you die, it's all over.

"Simmons, a philosopher once said that freedom is far more important than life. What do you think about it now? Do you still believe what that philosopher said?" Yan Luo asked.

No, Simmons truly believes that he should live. Even if he is trapped for another whole year, there is hope if he is alive.

"I don't believe it anymore," was all Simmons said.

"That philosopher has not experienced death, nor has he faced the threat of death. He could just open his mouth and make up a famous philosophical sentence that sounds easy to read. In fact, his famous sentence only sounds good to read, and there is nothing in it. That makes sense." Yan Luo said.

Yes, Simmons also felt at this moment that the so-called freedom is far less valuable than life. Life comes first, then freedom.

I think everything is too simple.

Simmons thought so, she really underestimated Yan Luo's strength, but

It's not over yet, Simmons understands, the real show is still behind the scenes.

Fitz, it's up to you from now on.

Ordering Simmons to go to work, Yan Luo played with Hayabusa's killing blade. This treasure that had lost its tip could no longer be stabbed, but it could still be sharpened.

After pulling out the sword tip embedded in the wall, Yan Luo smiled and took the sword tip to the scientific research area.

"Fitz."

In Fitz's office, Yan Luo barged in directly with the tip of his sword and saw Fitz playing with a precision component.

"Um, boss, what's the matter?" Fitz asked.

"What is that?" Yan Luo was very interested in what Fitz was playing with.

"This is part of the suit," Fitz said.

Yan Luo stared at the component, then nodded, "Not bad."

In fact, Yan Luo couldn't see what the purpose of this thing was. He had no knowledge in this area, and Fitz knew this, so he could tell Yan Luo unabashedly that this thing was for the suit. .

What Fitz didn't say was that this thing was for the S part of the suit.

"Bss, what's the matter?" Fitz asked again.

"some."

After Yan Luo finished speaking, he placed the sword tip on the table.