Demon Lord preaches the Tao in the infinite game

"Doctor, doctor, I was wrong!"

The hoarse scream echoed in Lu Shi's mind.

He wanted to cover his ears, but found that he couldn't even do such a simple action as raising his hand.

"I, I killed someone, you just kill me, okay?"

"I dare not, I really dare not! It hurts, I really hurt!"

Blurred vision, afterimages that appear and disappear, repeated screams.

Even Lu Shi, he suspected that he was going crazy.

Is he blind? Why can't he see clearly.

And that voice, one second it was a sharp male duck voice, the next second it became a thick uncle voice.

Isn't he sitting on a chair?

"When you killed someone, why didn't you think that he was in pain too!"

A calm, inexplicably calming voice sounded.

So the cries one after another in Lu Shi's mind finally stopped.

Best of all, he found that his vision had returned, too.

"The way you look now makes me feel much more pleasing to the eye."

This middle-aged man, who was wearing a white coat and was thin but looked very energetic, was looking at Lu Shi with a smirk on his face.

In his hand was a syringe filled with a green solution.

"Are you Dr. Liu?" Lu Shi asked.

But what he blurted out was another sentence: "Dr. Liu, I, I really don't want to inject it. Please, let me go!"

Lu Shi opened his mouth, and gradually realized that he had entered a state where he could not control his body.

"It seems that what I'm experiencing now is what these prisoners experienced in their lifetime." Lu Shi's restless heart gradually calmed down. No wonder this chair has such a strong resentment.

Who knows how many people have died on this chair!

Dr. Liu pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose with his left hand without the syringe, and said in a regretful tone:

"Sorry, you don't have a choice. But I promise you humanitarianly, you won't die."

Dr. Liu sneered, not hiding the hatred in his eyes at all.

The needle of the syringe was sharp and gleaming, and it aimed at Lu Shi's collarbone like this, and then pierced it hard.

"The pain...is it real?" Lu Shi didn't expect that he was not just a bystander, and the pain he felt after the needle pierced it was so realistic.

It's a pity that he can't open the personal panel to observe the state of the body now.

"Dr. Liu, can you let me go?" A prisoner's pleading voice sounded.

"No, no, this is just the beginning!" Dr. Liu took out a sharp scalpel from his inner pocket.

He scratched Lu Shi's face with the back of the knife: "Let me think about what crime you committed."

He raised his head proudly, looking down at the prisoners tied up by him with disgusting eyes.

Lu Shi has no doubt that when he judges prisoners like this, he must feel like a supreme god who can control a person's life and death at will.

"I remembered." Dr. Liu suddenly grabbed the scalpel and stabbed Lu Shi in the abdomen.

The sudden sharp pain almost made Lu Shi faint from the pain.

He couldn't help lowering his eyes. When he saw his belly, most people might have gone crazy right now.

However, Lu Shi could still maintain his rationality. He looked at the huge gash in his abdomen and the blood that kept gushing out, and said softly:

"Although the pain is real, I don't feel the passing of life at all. In other words, my body is still alive and well."

After figuring this out, Lu Shi no longer felt how scary it was.

He is more like an observer of an illusion.

"You were drunk that day, right?" Dr. Liu pulled out the knife and let the blood on the tip of the knife drip onto his leather shoes:

"You went to a convenience store and saw a beautiful girl. There were only the two of you in the store. So you became lustful and wanted to molested her at night while no one was around."

"But you didn't expect that this clerk would dare to resist you. So you became angry and vented your suppressed anger on her for a long time."

Another slash, stirred in the rotten flesh that had lost its vitality in Lu Shi's abdomen: "Just like me, one slash, another slash, killed this innocent girl."

Dr. Liu leaned over, leaned against Lu Shi's ear, and said softly, "Does it hurt? When you killed her, did you think it would hurt so much?"

"But you were exempted from the death penalty because of a mental illness certificate."

Is it doing justice for the sky again?Lu Shi watched Dr. Liu's figure gradually disappear, and his back looked even thinner.

The abdominal pain stopped abruptly, Lu Shi thought, this prisoner should be dead, then he can come out of this illusion.

With a plop, Lu Shi saw a corpse split from his body, and then fell to the ground.

From the familiar wound on the abdomen, it was not difficult to see that this was the prisoner's body.

However, an unexpected scene happened to Lu Shi. Half a minute later, a person crawled out of the dead body.

The blood on the ground evaporated in an instant, and what had fallen on the ground turned into a mass of sticky sewage.

A living person who came back from the dead appeared.

When the living person landed with its back turned like this, it stretched out its hands and stroked its own body.

It hesitated for a moment, then let out a strange cry.

It sniffed vigorously, and seemed to find Lu Shi behind it, and began to turn around slowly.

It's a pity that Lu Shi woke up before seeing the face of the resurrected man.

Neither Dr. Liu nor this living person disappeared.

A few seconds ago, the audience in the live broadcast room also saw the tentacle that had already penetrated most of Lu Shi's body come out again.

As for its blooming lips, they are all tightly closed now, and it seems that they don't get what they want.

"It's over?" Lu Shi immediately stood up from the chair. He checked his body first, and there wasn't even a tie mark on his wrist.

It seemed that his body was fine while his consciousness was under control.

Then Lu Shi opened the personal panel, and the physical value remained unchanged, which once again proved his judgment.

The only san value dropped five points silently, but it still remained above 90.

"So that's it." Lu Shi looked back at the silent chair, as if he heard the other party scolding him secretly.

This chair, like the ghost in the corridor downstairs, can only use mental attacks.

Think about it too, anyone who saw himself killed and then split into a living person would have a mental breakdown.

But Lu Shi, as a Demon Lord, was well-informed and immune to the dead.

"Thank you." Before Lu Shi left the room where he couldn't see his fingers, he turned around and thanked the chair:

"Without you, I might have mistaken the identity of the prisoner."

If the chair could talk, it must be time for Lu Shi to roll now.

When Lu Shi stepped out of the room, he clearly heard a sigh from the chair.

Is it really alive?Lu Shi didn't miss it too much, probably because there are too many weird things in this prison.

"Where are you going?"

A familiar voice came from the room.

Lu Shi turned his head abruptly.

What he saw was himself sitting in a chair, his face pale.

[He] said: "You have so much blood on your stomach, are you okay?"

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