Global Evolution: I Super Double Up on my evolution-Chapter 423 - 205: The Relationship Between the Flower God and the Human Race! _1
Zhong Yuan Building Dormitory No.406, an uninvited guest forced their way in.
"What are you going to do?" An Shihua watched Su Yan with a wary face and questioned him in a cold voice.
Su Yan’s behavior was too abnormal; he had barged in without saying a word. This caused her a bit of concern.
Faced with An Shihua’s questioning, Su Yan didn’t beat around the bush. He got straight to the point: "Do you know something about Chen Ziyao turning into Old Shu’s shell?"
"I don’t know," An Shihua replied without hesitation.
The decisiveness of her answer suggested it hadn’t been thought through. It was more like a programmed response.
Su Yan smiled at this, a smile hinting at some profound meaning. As An Shihua spoke, he had deliberately watched her pupils. He then clearly noticed her pupils fluctuating slightly as she spoke. Pupil fluctuation when speaking is one of the signs of lying.
"Be frank and be treated with leniency; resist and be dealt with severely. You know I don’t hold back when it comes to women." While saying this, Su Yan forced An Shihua into a corner, trapping her in an isolated and confined space. This way, it would be easier to break her psychological defenses and achieve the goal of making her confess.
"I really don’t know..." BANG!
Before An Shihua could finish her words, Su Yan grasped her hands, slamming them high against the wall above her head. The height was so great it almost lifted An Shihua off the ground. From a distance, she looked somewhat like a criminal who had committed a serious crime, her hands pinned high as if bound tightly by rope and hung above a city gate to serve as a warning to others.
"It hurts!" An Shihua let out a pained gasp. The pressure Su Yan applied was immense; she felt as if a little more force could crush her wrists.
"Pain is good. If it weren’t painful, how could you, a Demonic Plant full of lies, possibly tell the truth?" As he spoke, Su Yan increased the pressure a bit more. He had no shred of pity for her simply because she was a woman.
"I’ll talk! I’ll talk! Just let me go." An Shihua couldn’t take it anymore and spoke, her face a mask of concession.
She had never been a Demonic Plant that would rather die than submit; in fact, she valued her life more than anyone. There was one thing she was very clear about: If she insisted on dying rather than submitting, then the girl killer before her would truly dare to kill her. This was not what she wanted.
"My patience is limited." Su Yan did not let go of An Shihua; instead, he tightened his hold.
For a Demonic Plant like An Shihua, who lies nine times out of ten, it was better to be harsh than gentle. She needed to clearly understand the cost of lying. Making her experience pain directly and brutally, forcing both her body and spirit to suffer greatly, would increase the probability of her spilling everything.
Soon, under Su Yan’s unwavering gaze, An Shihua was completely cornered. She had no choice but to reveal everything she knew. She pursed her thin lips, then spoke slowly and deliberately: "First, I want to say, I’m just an innocent bystander. The incident just now, Chen Ziyao turning into Old Shu’s shell, was the work of Old Shu’s faction. I only know about it; it has nothing to do with me."
After hearing An Shihua’s defense, Su Yan expressed no opinion. In his heart, he maintained an attitude of thirty percent belief and seventy percent doubt. He then asked, "So, what do you know?"
An Shihua said, her voice laced with pain, "Old Shu is about to evolve into a Mythical creature." After saying this, she looked at Su Yan with a pleading expression and spoke again, "You’re too strong. It really hurts. Can you ease up a bit?"
"No." Su Yan refused without hesitation. Not only that, he even increased the pressure slightly, forcing An Shihua’s face into a painful grimace.
This was the interrogation. He had to maintain a ruthless attitude, giving An Shihua no opportunity to lie without consequence. Seeing An Shihua was genuinely in pain, Su Yan added, "When you finish answering, I’ll let you go. It all depends on your cooperation."
"Speak. Old Shu is about to evolve into a Mythical creature, and Chen Ziyao suddenly turned into Old Shu’s shell. What exactly is the connection between these two events?" As he asked this, Su Yan stared directly into An Shihua’s eyes, his gaze intensely oppressive.
An Shihua’s delicate brows furrowed tightly as she endured the pain radiating from her wrists. Then, with difficulty, she said: "Old Shu obtained an ancient Method of Evolution from some Ancient Relics—’Living People Bury the Tree.’"
"’Living People Bury the Tree?’" Su Yan frowned slightly. Those words sounded incredibly sinister.
An Shihua continued, "I don’t know the specifics, but one thing is clear: this Method of Evolution requires the cooperation of the Human race. I speculate that Chen Ziyao must have made some sort of deal with Old Shu, something mutually beneficial. That’s all I know for now."
After speaking, An Shihua fell silent, quietly enduring the pain as she awaited Su Yan’s response.
After hearing An Shihua’s explanation, Su Yan was only half-convinced and showed no intention of releasing her hands. Although he hadn’t seen any fluctuation in her pupils while An Shihua was speaking, this didn’t necessarily mean she was telling the truth. It was just like the last time she had claimed to be the Flower God; he hadn’t been able to see any fluctuations in her pupils then either. And the truth was, she had been lying then—she wasn’t the Flower God at all.
