The first time he sank to the bottom, the second time he sank to the bottom, the third time …
Xu Le could no longer count how many times this process had been repeated. That day, when he was captured on the Empire's battleship, he was knocked unconscious. When he woke up, he was already on this strange spaceship. Before the difficult torture process, he had carefully observed his surroundings. He was shocked by the spacious interior of the spaceship and the unimaginable facilities. However, when the torture officially began, he no longer had the extra energy to look at these blue lakes, silver sand, and green trees that appeared in space. He was forced to devote all of his physical strength, spirit, and willpower to the process of resisting the water.
He had known before that when any ordinary thing exceeded a certain limit in front of a creature, it would always cause a great impact on the creature's nerves. For example, some visual effects were extremely disgusting. However, he had never thought that the weak water that could not be separated from at any time, silently pressing in from all directions, could make people feel such fear. The thin line between death and the cold feeling of being in a silent dead zone was something that no one would want to experience a second time.
He had experienced it countless times.
At the beginning of the cruel water torture, Xu Le was in extreme pain. It was as if his lungs were about to explode, as if his skin was about to split open, as if his eyeballs were about to pop out, as if he was trying to breathe but could only feel the salty water pouring in. When mixed together with the absolute silence of the environment, it was very terrifying.
Just like in Master Schiller's plays, where the audience's spirits were lifted and they established the correct view of good and evil retribution, the potential of human beings was always unexpected. They could always see hope in the midst of despair, until they found it.
His nerves were much thicker than normal people. This was not only a conclusion of physical anatomy, but also a manifestation of a strong spiritual willpower. In such a desperate situation, he bitterly held on. His mind would occasionally be in a trance, but he never collapsed.
Never collapsing was boring repetition. This kind of repetition made people numb.
Before the catastrophe, there was an ancient torture called Death by a Thousand Cuts. At the end of the thousand cuts, the prisoners on the wooden frame who were on the verge of death probably would not feel any pain when the sharp knives fell on their pectorals.
Sinking to the bottom of the water and then being pulled up, his physiological indicators were monitored, he was injected with nutrition injections, awakening injections, and routine interrogation. Every day after he was captured, he repeated this process.
In this numbing and cruel process of torture, there was finally a change.
One day, when his naked body was once again thrown into thousands of tons of cold and hard salty water, he was once again in a state of suffocation and unconsciousness. The mysterious lines that were severely damaged in his body seemed to have been awakened by something and began to gradually connect with each other. The weak heat completely ignored the cold salty water around him and began to slowly flow within those lines. Although the speed was extremely slow, it finally moved!
Ever since he discovered this fact, Xu Le's fear of suffocation had lessened a lot. Only in the depths of the water could he slowly recover his strength without worrying about being discovered by the Empire's people. When the mysterious power in his body gradually recovered to a third, he even looked forward to falling into the water more than ten times a day, because the bottom of the water was not only death, but also hope …
At the same time, Xu Le began to pretend to be unconscious with the help of his engineer's meticulous calculation ability and his innate sensitivity to time scales. He tried to use the mysterious power in his body to deceive the sensitive monitoring equipment of the Empire's people.
He did not know why the Empire's people did not kill him, but as long as he was alive, there was hope. However, without Tai Zhiyuan, Zhou Yu, Magnolia, and the omnipotent Charter computer, he still could not find a complete and feasible escape plan. Inside the Empire's spaceship in the silent space, even if he suddenly killed the two interrogators of the Empire, where could he escape to?
The sand under his feet may be delicate and soft, but it was extremely painful when it rubbed against the skin of his face that was about to fester because of the water. Xu Le's pale face buried in the sand did not show any expression at all. He just narrowed his eyes and looked greedily and sadly at the vast and endless black space outside the transparent cabin wall …
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Inside this extremely luxurious giant spaceship, there were all kinds of monitoring equipment, but the designer did not think of monitoring the cabin wall from the perspective of space outside the spaceship. Only at this moment in the sand could Xu Le open his eyes.
The black clue under his feet suddenly tightened, and the sharp pain from the rough metal wire rubbing against his festering ankle woke him up from his thoughts of fleeing and looking into the distance like a lookout. He immediately closed his eyes and relaxed his entire body, allowing the black clue behind him to pull him and the heavy metal block to quickly rush to the surface of the water.
Floating at high speed, the cold salty water was like an inverted waterfall that kept washing his naked body full of wounds. The pain was so painful that it penetrated his bones.
He still closed his eyes and said silently in his heart, "Fight!"
He had once tried to learn the Empire's language when he was in Group Seven's camp in Sunset Province. However, there were too many dialects in the Empire. During the interrogation just now, he could only understand an extremely small portion of what the two Empire torture experts had said. However, it was precisely this portion that caused him to tremble in fear and decide to bring forward his escape plan.
The secret in the bracelet could not be known by the Empire, and his left arm could not be chopped off by the enemy. So, other than fighting, what other choice did he have?
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There was no struggle, no struggle, because things changed again. When he lay on the cold metal platform again with water dripping all over and was about to assume the unconscious and paralyzed posture that he had practiced countless times, he discovered that someone was wiping his body.
The very soft semi-long fiber cloth had excellent water absorption properties. The person wiping his body was definitely not that perverted expert. That person would not be so gentle and meticulous, Xu Le analyzed silently in his heart with his eyes closed.
Immediately after, someone began to treat his wounds. Of course, it was only an extremely simple treatment of the ugly festering skin on his face. There was no in-depth treatment at all. It looked more like makeup, as if the person just did not want his face to be too ugly.
A large robe-like garment was put on his body. The electrocardiogram on the monitoring device was as steady as before. Xu Le, who was pretending to be unconscious, had countless shocked questions in the depths of his heart. For these cruel and cold-blooded people of the Empire, whether it was cutting off hands or heads, there seemed to be no need for them to put on clothes. Something like dignity before death had never happened between the soldiers of the Federation and the Empire.
There was an injection in his neck. It should be an injection to wake him up, right? He thought to himself. Then, he discovered that he was being lifted onto some kind of mobile device and pushed out of the interrogation room toward an unknown place.
The grinding sound of rolling wheels grinding against the ground was extremely ear-piercing.
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