Josh entered the workroom.

She originally thought she would be doing assembly line work, but she never expected this kind of job...

It was a place similar to an indoor basketball court, with countless crosses standing in the square. Next to the crosses were various torture implements, and people and monsters of all sorts of bizarre and grotesque shapes were tied to the crosses.

Josh and the others came in, and their job was to continuously use these tools to whip these people.

The guard said loudly, "Orderly queue, each person is responsible for one prisoner. These are inmates who attempted to escape from the prison. If you’re lenient with them, it’ll be your turn next time!"

Josh followed the group, walking one by one to the person she was responsible for.

The person in front of her was still somewhat normal, at least he looked like a person.

But his body was covered in wounds, and the ground beneath him was all blood, almost winding into a river.

The people around had skillfully picked up various torture instruments standing on racks beside the crosses and began whipping the people on the crosses.

Josh frowned slightly and picked up a whip from beside her, aimed at the person on the torture rack, and lashed down.

The person grunted, slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw Josh, there was a mocking expression in his eyes, "Yo, a new chick? Didn’t have enough for breakfast? Or did your dad scare you into pissing yourself? Even a cotton beater has more strength than you."

Josh’s mouth twitched, "Even a cotton beater could make you shudder. So weak, and you still dare to talk? If I were you, I’d rather be dead."

His face suddenly went pitch black, glaring at Josh angrily with a face full of blood, "You got a death wish! Do you know who I am? Do you know how many tormentors I’ve endured? They’re dead and I’m still alive! How dare you look down on me?"

Josh lashed again harshly, "Yeah, look down. What are you? Why should I look up to you?"

"I am Emperor Shanwu! When I ruled the Three Realms back then, your ancestors wouldn’t even know in which hole they were playing with mud!" He glared at her fiercely, clearly offended.

Josh sneered, a trace of disdain flashing in her eyes, "That only proves you have a long life like a turtle. Is that something to be proud of?"

"You!" He was infuriated, "You’re looking for death! If I weren’t a prisoner now, would you even have a chance to act rampant? Tiannan and Zhenwu, those old turtles, still have to call me emperor with respect. Who the hell are you!"

He seemed utterly enraged, incessantly spewing curses.

Josh mimicked the others in using the instruments of torture while verbally retaliating against him.

No matter how unpleasantly he cursed, she could always find a way to retaliate, enraging him.

Shanwu was driven mad, even struggling, but his eyes were full of excitement.

Finally, someone was willing to talk to him; heaven knows he was almost driven crazy.

Because of his foul mouth, those punishing him initially responded, but later became completely numb, only hitting him harder when he cursed something sensitive.

This young guy was different; he responded to every word and every response was different.

Shanwu hadn’t felt so satisfied cursing in a long time; he even wanted to laugh out loud to the sky.

After a morning of beating, Josh’s hand was sore, only to finally have reached lunchtime.

After lunch was the most critical airing time.

Within the dungeon’s background, many inexplicably dead people perished during the airing time.

After lunch, Josh raised her guard.

She could clearly sense the inmates around her gradually becoming excited.

Josh followed the group out to the open-air grass field.

But the outside was not as she had imagined.

Outside was pitch black, with the stars very close, and large celestial bodies approaching in the sky.

It gave an eerie feeling, as if the place they were in now was in outer space, completely without any protection.

In the Federation Star, although there were various planets, each inhabited planet would have an artificial atmosphere and different artificial light heat sources providing heat to all planets.

So, although the sky’s color might vary from planet to planet, there would generally be day and night and a sky color.

There virtually wasn’t this kind of feeling where you step outside and see a bare starry sky.

Josh even inexplicably felt that this dungeon truly existed in some distant, abandoned, deliberately hidden, unknown corner of the Federation Star.

The entire square slowly became covered in red light, and the prisoners’ eyes turned excited.

"Ah!" A suppressed exclamation suddenly came from beside her.

Josh heard the commotion and glanced over, seeing several people gathered around with sounds of eating emerging.

As if sensing Josh’s gaze, the group slowly turned around.

Through the gaps of their turning bodies, Josh saw the person encircled; he had already collapsed, his face twisted.

She frowned slightly, thinking this was bad.

The few people quickly turned back.

In no time at all, the person was gone.

Josh discreetly moved backward, finding the exit had already been locked.

So, during this hour of airing, they couldn’t go back.

She noticed the attitude of the people around her unintentionally.

Many people were coming over towards her direction.

Josh quietly covered her hands behind her back with a pair of white gloves.

In places unseen by others, her spider web already permeated the whole airing space.

But the web was loose and slack, without any adhesive force; even if they accidentally stuck to the webs, they wouldn’t notice it at all.

Josh slightly retreated; behind her, the people who had just been eating the bodies quietly approached, rushing over.

The entire airing field was covered with red light, but the crimson light in their eyes was more dazzling than the red around.

"Ah! Get away!" Someone not far away screamed.

Judging by the noise, it should be a player.

"Run!" The same voice sounded on the other side.

It also sounded like a player.

These monsters or NPCs seemed to be attacking the players.

But everyone looked the same, and their auras varied.

How did these monsters accurately identify what was different about the players...

Josh observed quietly, noting the differences between them and herself.

Too difficult. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

The monsters here, few resembled humans; they were mostly different kinds of monsters, so there was nothing similar to speak of, making it even harder to identify what was different between the players and them.