Chapter 262 Torture
Wu Xi - although he had changed his body, he was more accustomed to this name - returned home and took out a dozen bottles and jars from the inside pocket of his coat. Most of them were filled with organs or diseased body tissues collected from the dead, and there was even a part contributed by himself.
He opened a freezer and saw it was filled with these things. The labels on it explained what was inside, its origin, the time of onset, characteristics of the disease, etc. The content was very detailed, but if another person came in, they would not be able to understand it because the text on it did not belong to any civilization on Earth.
After putting these things away, Wu Xi couldn't help coughing twice, and pulled up his sleeves, only to see large and small red spots appearing on his arms again. He put down his sleeves as usual, and turned on an infrasound generator that he had managed to get with a little violence before. His house was completely closed, and the sound waves refracted back and forth in it, and the outside world would not be affected at all. After thirty seconds, he turned off the machine, took off all his clothes, and lay in the coffin-like treatment device. After a few minutes, the red spots on his body disappeared, and he couldn't feel anything unusual. Then he crawled out and breathed a sigh of relief.
Wu Xi put on his bathrobe, sat in front of a swivel chair, and turned on a spherical object on the table that looked like a rotating light. As the pale yellow light illuminated a corner of the room, Wu Xi's virtual image also appeared in the center of the sphere.
"Mission Log: No. 4342." Wu Xi said tiredly, but his pronunciation was different from any language on Earth.
"August 13, 2019, Earth calendar. It has been fifteen years since I came to this planet. I finally see the dawn of my mission, but I may not have the chance to complete the final journey."
He paused, suppressed the tremor in his voice, and continued calmly: "Ever since the Earthlings began to expel the virus eight days ago, the patients have recovered very quickly, and the threat of the virus has been completely contained. As of today, 90% of the Earth has returned to normal operation. Even if someone later discovered symptoms of infection, they were all cured in a very short time - including the creatures on Earth that were threatened by the virus, and they recovered even faster than humans. The life forms here are indeed as legendary, a miracle in the biological world."
"The person who discovered the method to expel the virus is the Earth scientist Rong Yuan I mentioned earlier. I believe that his mind is comparable to the best among the intelligent species in the Grand Alliance, and his creativity is even better. Even though the lifespan of humans on Earth is short, this person is worth absorbing. Please consider it carefully."
"But we, the people of Lingxing, have almost no resistance to this virus. The disease rate is at least thirty times that of Earthlings, and the damage is also more severe. As long as one pathogen is still present, the virus will be 100% infected. Even if it resides in the body of an Earthling , it cannot slow down the speed of infection. Due to the lack of experimental subjects, we cannot know its impact on intelligent races on other planets, but I guess that Earth life has a certain resistance due to the characteristics of biological aggregates. For other life forms, the power of this virus must be even more terrifying."
"This is already the fifth host I've changed into." Wu Xi said with despair, "I can feel that this virus is eroding my body while also devouring my original spirit. I feel weak, even dying. The signal for help has not received a response, and I know I can't wait for rescue. I only hope that when someone finds these things in the future, they will know everything I have done. I..."
His heart was filled with feelings of sacrifice and tragedy, when he suddenly spotted a strange figure in the corner of the spherical camera. His slightly choked voice paused.
Wu Xi's body bounced back quickly at an impossible angle, holding a silver streamlined laser gun in both hands and pointing it to the left behind him. He saw a black shadow flashing across his field of vision from the corner of his eye. The next second, everything went black, the world was spinning, the laser gun flew out of his hand, and his limbs were locked tightly, with only his fingertips able to move slightly.
With a snap, the lights went out and the room was plunged into complete darkness. The camera was also knocked over and rolled under the table.
Wu Xi was horrified.
This is his home, but it is not an ordinary house protected by anti-theft doors and password locks, but a small interstellar spaceship. After the UCOC syndrome appeared, it was located on the roof of the tallest building in L City. It was always invisible and emitted a weak biological wave all day long to ensure that even flies would not want to land on it, thus ensuring the concealment and safety of the spaceship to the greatest extent.
So for Wu Xi, "being visited by someone" was not the beginning of trouble, but a genuine horror story.
Without having time to think about the other party's identity and purpose, he gritted his teeth and tried to break free from his heavy body to launch an attack, with faint electric light flashing in his eyes.
——This is his last trump card.
“Bang!”
A hand behind him grabbed his head and slammed it to the ground. There was a flash of lightning and Wu Xi felt dizzy. Warm liquid flowed from his head and he groaned unconsciously.
The greatest suffering he had ever experienced in his life was the pain of being devoured by the baise dragonflies. When he was a star, he would have a lot of fans comfort him even if he had a scratch on his hand. Before coming to Earth, he had never been injured. Now that his head was broken and bleeding, he couldn't help crying in pain.
But the most terrifying thing for him was that he couldn't get out of this body!
The body is just a piece of clothing that he can change at any time. Of course, if it is not necessary for the mission, it cannot be changed frequently. Once the major league finds out, it will impose very severe sanctions, but it is not that important after all. Of course, because of the neural connection, physical injuries will not only hurt, but in serious cases, it will even damage the original spirit, but once the two are separated, it will have no effect on him.
However, being unable to escape was a problem of another level. There were only a handful of races in the Interstellar Alliance that could do this without the help of special tools. Wu Xi desperately thought: Who is this? Is it their mortal enemy, the Soul Devourer Clan... or the group of wizards who can cast strange spells... or the Dark Star people who can see soul energy?
The hand behind his head was as hard and powerful as an iron clamp, and his whole body was suppressed tightly, leaving him no chance to resist. After waiting for a while, Wu Xi felt that the other party did not want to kill him. He closed his eyes and waited for death, and began to change his mind again, trying to guess the other party's intentions.
He struggled hard, but was pressed even harder, his face pressed against the ground, his mouth squeezed out of shape. Wu Xi said in a muffled voice: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"
He didn't think that the person who could sneak in here and suppress him was an Earthling, so he adopted the common language of the Major League.
"You are not qualified to ask questions." The other party said: "I ask questions and you answer them. If you tell a lie, I will kill you."
Wu Xi shuddered. The other party's tone was calm, but it revealed an unquestionable feeling. He believed that this was not a threat, and he also believed that the other party must have killed more than one or two people to say such a thing so calmly. In fear, he couldn't even tell whether the other party was speaking the universal language or the earth language.
During his years on Earth, he had watched a lot of TV shows, including those of national heroes being captured and tortured by invaders. When he thought about the possibility of such punishments being committed on him, Wu Xi was so scared that he almost peed himself. He could face a situation where he might die calmly and bravely, but he was afraid of pain.
The higher the civilization, the more the value of individual life is valued. In the barbaric era, if you are captured by the enemy and tortured, you are not allowed to reveal a single word, otherwise the only result is death, and even the enemy will look down on you; but in the era of interstellar civilization, the alliance law clearly stipulates that after being captured, you are allowed to reveal intelligence to protect your life. If you kill someone under duress or endanger public safety, you can also be given a reduced sentence or even be acquitted.
So Wu Xi said, "Okay" without any psychological pressure. Fearing that the other party would find fault with him, he didn't dare to say a single word more.
His frankness seemed to stun the other party for a moment, and then Wu Xi felt the hand pressing on the back of his head loosen a little. Although it still made it impossible for him to break free, at least his face didn't feel like it was about to be crushed, and he spoke much more smoothly.
"Your identity." It was that magnetic voice again. It sounded quite nice, but Wu Xi couldn't tell what language the other party was speaking. The strange thing was that he could understand it without any problem.
His brain was in a mess, and the endless waves of pain in his body left him no time to think. In this situation, he couldn't even organize a lie - of course, he hadn't intended to lie, as long as he could conceal some facts.
"I am from the Interstellar Alliance, the Landia Empire, a satellite planet, and a native of the spiritual star... Kachuka. I am currently affiliated with the Grand Alliance Supervision and Investigation Bureau, the 11th Branch, the 3rd Section, the 2nd Group." He panted and spoke each word slowly, as if he enunciated each word particularly clearly to make it clear to the other party, but his heart was trembling.
He knew that there were many daring wanderers in the interstellar space who were particularly hostile to the official personnel of the alliance. Many expatriates like him died in unclear circumstances during their missions. Wu Xi originally only wanted to explain his official identity as Ben Lingxing, which could not be concealed from others. In the vast universe, the probability of being hostile to a specific planet was too low. But for some reason, an inexplicable force forced him to tell everything.
"What is your purpose of coming to Earth?" The voice behind him was flat, as if it was not interested in his official identity, and immediately asked another question.
"I am... an investigator specially sent by the Alliance, lurking on Earth, investigating... investigating whether the rumor that Kayul Company released viruses to civilized planets is true, and waiting for an opportunity to collect evidence..." Wu Xi said, his heart chilled. In his opinion, the only "aliens" who would appear on Earth, apart from him, were employees of Kayul Company.
In a flash, he suddenly realized what this "language" used by the other party was, whose origin could not be heard but was understandable to others. Thinking of a certain rumor, his body trembled involuntarily.
