The official craned his neck to look at the words written on the ground, and suddenly flew into a rage. His dark face bulged with fury, his thick eyebrows stood on end, and he shouted, "You have the guts to call me a dog! Guards, continue the torture!"
Niu Kun was shocked, thinking he had written the wrong character. He quickly opened his eyes wide to take a closer look, but damn it, it was correct! It was the character "招" (zhāo, meaning to recruit)! Could it be... that this corrupt official is illiterate?
"Ah!~" Another wave of excruciating pain washed over Niu Kun, filling him with extreme frustration and despair. He rolled his eyes and fainted again.
"Splash!" Niu Kun was woken up by the splash again, but why did it smell like scum this time?
"You scoundrel! Confess or not?!" The official was truly enraged. This guy actually called me a dog! If I don't teach him a lesson, he'll think I'm a pushover!
“I…” Niu Kun suddenly stopped, thought for a moment, and thought, what the hell, the other party is deaf and illiterate, how can I let the other party know? Suddenly Niu Kun’s eyes lit up, he quickly took off his pants, and then took off his white shorts, and waved them back and forth in his hands. Niu Kun thought to himself, you should know this universal surrender gesture, right?
"You son of a bitch! You scoundrel! How dare you insult me! Ahhh! Guards, bring the guillotine!" The official slammed his fist on the table, his face turning even darker, and even his beard stood on end.
Niu Kun: "..."
"Ah!~" Niu Kun died.
...
At the space station, Huang, dressed in a spacesuit, was pushed to the entrance by his companion.
"Mr. Huang, you will definitely succeed!" A foreigner looked at Mr. Huang sincerely.
"Huang Xian, keep it up! You're the best!" A Chinese man exclaimed with admiration.
“Huang, if you jump, I’ll give you a chance to chase after me!” A Black woman said, her eyes sparkling.
A bewildered Huang Xian: "No, I mean, what's going on?!"
The Black woman gave him a push with her small, dark hands, and Huang Xian rushed out of the space station and flew towards the blue planet.
"Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah ah~~"
The Black woman smiled broadly: "Yellow sounds very excited!"
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===Chapter Thirty-One===
The plane shook violently, and cries and strange rumbling filled the cabin. Looking out the window, one could see that the plane's wings had disappeared, and thick black smoke was billowing into the cabin through the cracks in the window.
Gripping the chair tightly, Zhang Guangli, his face flushed, felt dizzy. It seemed… he was just in his own home? But what was happening now? Was he dreaming?
"Ah~ Ahhh~" A screaming person "flew" from the nose to the tail of the plane. Yes, it flew. The plane seemed to be nose-down, diving.
A dive?! Zhang Guangli suddenly realized something. Damn it, this is a plane crash?!
"Ah!~~" Zhang Guangli screamed like everyone else. He had no choice but to scream; it was too damn scary!!
The plane plummeted downwards, billowing thick black smoke, and crashed to the ground with a loud bang. The plane was torn to pieces, and the debris flew for miles. As for the people on board, they were nowhere to be found.
...
The monkey-faced man, seeing the saber-toothed tiger approaching from a distance, was gripped by fear, but even more so by bewilderment. He didn't know how he had gotten here, or where he was. But the saber-toothed tiger clearly wouldn't give him a chance to think things through. With a leap, it pounced, and torn clothes and flesh flew everywhere. The monkey-faced man screamed a few times before falling silent...
...
Two hours later, at 2:30 AM, the four finally died in the illusion. Niu Kun's ten fingers were inexplicably swollen, and there was a clear red line around his neck, as if it had been cut off somewhere before. Huang Xian's entire face was blue, with red lines intertwined, dividing his body into countless small pieces, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch. The red-faced man was in a similar state to Huang Xian, with a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks, a bluish-purple complexion, and patches of blue and white on his body; he too was long since lifeless.
Ma Xiaoniu was very sleepy. He quickly stamped the demon logo, then found Wu Mingming tightly bound in the kitchen. Wu Mingming was unconscious, covered in bruises, clearly having been severely beaten. He untied the ropes, teleported Wu Mingming to the entrance of Building 5, Green Forest Community, KK District, MH City, and then teleported back home. He sent a text message to Wu Changlin through the demon forum, telling him that Wu Mingming had arrived downstairs. After a quick wash, he went to bed. He was exhausted after the day; even with so many stamina points, he still felt fatigued.
...
The next day, Ma Xiaoniu overslept, the only time he ever did. He groggily opened his eyes, glanced at the clock—damn, it was already noon. After getting dressed, washing up, cooking, and eating, it was almost 1 p.m.
Sitting on the living room sofa, I opened my laptop, logged into the Demon Forum, and posted the Wu Mingming kidnapping case. Then I went to the case submission section to take a look.
"Please help! I have cancer. Can a hero save me?"
"Help! A diamond worth millions has been stolen from my home."
"Help! My wife fell into a coma after eating a packet of instant noodles."
"Help! I've been scammed, and my family is broken up."
"Help! My house has been occupied, and the other side has a large and powerful force."
"Please help! My son has cancer and urgently needs assistance."
"Help! I'm trapped in a nightclub."
...
The number of cases submitted to the system is increasing, but Ma Xiaoniu's processing speed cannot keep up with the rate at which cases are occurring. Ma Xiaoniu is helpless about this and can only take it slow.
However, Ma Xiaoniu suddenly wondered, since the Illusionary Realm can create an extremely realistic world, could it be effective for people suffering from cancer? For example, if they can overcome cancer in the Illusionary Realm, would their condition improve or even be cured in reality?
Ma Xiaoniu's eyes lit up; he could give it a try. Sure enough, there were several similar posts on the Demon Forum. He browsed through them and opened the post titled "Help! I have cancer, can a hero save me?"
"Hero, I don't know if I'll still be alive when you see this post. The doctor said I only have two months left. My name is Hou Lin, I'm only 25 years old, and I really don't want to die, really. I don't know if you can cure cancer, but I know you're a miracle worker. Perhaps you have a way to cure me? Hero, I live in apartment 8302, building 8, Yuntian Community, DF City. I really hope you can see this post. I really hope I can continue to live. I'm only 25..."
Ma Xiaoniu smiled slightly. Of course, he couldn't actually go to see Hou Lin. If he really wanted to see him, he would do so in the illusionary realm.
With a thought, Ma Xiaoniu arrived at a secluded corner of Yuntian Residential Area in DF City. He looked around, found Building 8, and then found Apartment 302. Learning from his previous experience, this time Ma Xiaoniu checked the balcony first to make sure no one was there before teleporting there.
8th Building, 302.
Washed red underwear was drying on the balcony, indicating that there must be someone at home taking care of Hou Lin. Hou Lin was most likely in his bedroom, given how serious his illness was; he probably had difficulty walking.