This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous-Chapter 1580 - 678: The Savage’s Interrogation Methods_2

Inside the prison, Skywolf saw Mu You, who had lost his battle armor and appeared in the flesh, and a hint of surprise flashed across his face.

"What’s going on?"

"I’ve found the result regarding the Wasteland Crow matter." Mu You went straight to the point.

"Oh?" Skywolf frowned upon hearing this. Mu You had left less than two days ago; such a short time isn’t even enough to reach the Wasteland Crow’s territory, how could he have completed the investigation?

But he didn’t immediately assume Mu You was lying, and prepared to first hear Mu You’s explanation.

Mu You quickly informed Skywolf of the Soul Search results from that Soul Devouring Beast and his speculations about the matter.

When Mu You mentioned the wild men in those Flash Spirit screens, all tattooed with the character ’One’ on their arms, a sharp gleam burst forth from Skywolf’s eyes, looking fixedly at Mu You.

"Are you saying my subordinates might still be alive?"

"It’s possible, in the memories I saw, there were indeed some still alive, but that was over a thousand years ago. I can’t be sure if anyone is still alive now." Mu You replied frankly, reminding him not to have too much hope—after all, a group of imprisoned wild men, without any value, the chances of any being alive after all these years are slim.

"How can you prove what you’re saying is true?" Skywolf asked with a frown.

What Mu You said seemed plausible, but after all, it was just talk without any substantial evidence.

"I can’t prove it; it’s up to you whether you choose to believe me." Mu You said.

The Soul Search memories he saw were all Flash Spirit images and could not be shown to outsiders. Furthermore, the Divine Devouring Beast had died during the Soul Search, making it impossible to verify.

All Mu You could do was lay everything out, and the decision now lay with Skywolf.

Skywolf’s eyes flickered rapidly for several seconds, then he looked intently at Mu You and finally nodded: "Alright, I’ll trust you this once. But it’s not because of your words, but because of the Wind Kirin aura on you. Kirins are very perceptive creatures; if you harbor malicious intent towards Jie Lin, the Kirin would not accept you..."

"...those two are coming back, let’s go!"

Skywolf suddenly glanced out the window, his brow slightly furrowed, picked up the bow and arrow from the ground, kicked open the prison door, and immediately dashed from the cage, grabbing Mu You and springing into the treetops, disappearing like lightning among the foliage.

A few minutes later, two wild men with water buckets and wild fruits briskly crossed the forest, returning—the same two prison guards who had been sent away previously.

The two arrived under the Forbidden Wood, saw the shattered door panels on the ground, and exchanged glances.

They quickly threw down what they were holding and hurriedly climbed to the top of the Forbidden Wood.

Seeing the broken door and the empty cage, the two’s expressions changed drastically, promptly jumping down from the Forbidden Wood, searching around but found no clues.

"He escaped... what do we do?"

"I’ll notify the elder, you gather the other sentry teams for a search; this person is very dangerous, remember to call for more men!"

"Okay!"

With a brief conversation, the two wild men split up to act and hurriedly left the spot.

From afar, above another Forbidden Wood, Mu You and Skywolf were hidden among the leaves, watching the two disappear.

"These two, turns out they’re really traitors..."

Skywolf’s face was gloomy, fists clenched tightly.

The conversation between the two, he had heard clearly thanks to his powerful hearing—not to mention the content, but simply the fact that they could converse so fluently explains that their usual foolish appearance was merely a facade.

And the reason for the disguise was already evident.

If there had been any doubt in his mind regarding Mu You’s claims before, now, Skywolf completely believed Mu You’s hypothesis.

Half an hour later, hundreds of Wildman Sentinels suddenly flooded into the entire forest, beginning a thorough search centered around the prison.

Fortunately, Skywolf was strong enough and familiar with this forest and, alongside Mu You, skillfully navigated through the woods, silently avoiding all searchers without attracting attention.

In the gray-white forest, a search team of four wild men was cautiously exploring forward.

A gust of breeze suddenly blew from behind, carrying a shadow that flashed like lightning past the four.

"Who!?" The three wild men ahead instinctively turned and chased toward the disappearing shadow.

But they didn’t notice the wild man at the rear, who was struck in the throat accurately by a flying arrow from above, falling to the ground.

With a continuous pursuit, the three finally closed in on the shadow several hundred meters away, with one throwing a spear precisely nailing the shadow to a Forbidden Wood.

However, upon approaching, they discovered the shadow they chased all the way was merely a scarecrow draped in black...

Meanwhile, in another secluded burrow.

The wild man fell painfully to the ground, clutching his throat tightly, trying to block the leaking air.

"Ugh!"

Nearby, Skywolf wielded a sharp-edged white leaf, casually flicking it out, embedding it deeply into the wild man’s shoulder. Soon a bluish poison started infiltrating the flesh around the wound.

The wild man groaned, sweating profusely, unable to scream due to the severe pain.

"This is Heart-rotting Grass leaf; its toxin is a lethal venom for many creatures, ensuring instant death upon blood contact. However, the poison doesn’t affect the settlers’ constitution, keeping us lucid at the cost of immense pain, and each additional leaf multiplies the pain. This method is commonly used for interrogation within the sentry forces." Skywolf spoke casually, inserting another leaf into the wild man’s leg, making him convulse in pain.

"The record for settlers enduring Heart-rotting Grass is 17 leaves. So, will you confess directly, or continue enduring, trying to break this record?"

Skywolf coldly laughed at the writhing wild man on the ground, his eyes devoid of pity: "Speak honestly, how many people have you parasitized in total?"

Mu You stood by, his expression slightly odd watching this scene.

The wild man before him was one of the two prison guards who had been guarding Skywolf, and also the wild man who had killed Mu You’s game character earlier.

Mu You was certain he was a parasite, hence using wind powers to assist Skywolf to lead others away, leaving this one alone to be kidnapped and brought here.

Skywolf, being the God Archer, skillfully shot through the opponent’s vocal cords, preventing him from alerting anyone, then swiftly subdued him unharmed, efficiently moving him to that place unnoticed despite the surrounding wild men.

Mu You witnessed Skywolf’s actions firsthand and couldn’t help but admire—it was no wonder he had triumphed in the primitive wild men duel; Skywolf’s prowess, even if not the first among all wild men, certainly placed him among the elite.

"No, don’t know..." A hoarse voice sounded.

When Skywolf inserted the ninth leaf into the wild man’s body, the man’s body trembled violently, finally unable to bear it, and spoke.

"Don’t know? Haha, it seems the stimulation is still insufficient..." Clearly unsatisfied with this answer, Skywolf sneered, again picking up a leaf.

The wild man, frightened, quickly supplemented: "Really... don’t know, we can’t communicate mentally within Jie Lin... and we can only contact certain individuals... probably only the clansmen responsible for exterior parasitism know the exact list..."

Upon hearing this, Skywolf frowned and asked: "Then how do you usually recognize each other?"

"Ordinary settlers are very... dull, usually just seeing if the other can converse fluently is enough..."

"Hmph." Skywolf snorted coldly, seemingly angered by this reply, again inserting a leaf into the wild man’s body, causing another bout of intense rolling.

"What about the elite settlers? How do you distinguish them?" Mu You suddenly asked. The other had mentioned ’ordinary settlers,’ but many settlers inherently spoke fluently.

"In cases where recognition is impossible... fixed signal codes..." The wild man’s voice became intermittent, showing unbearable pain, even his head began emitting steam.

"What’s the code?" Mu You quickly asked.

"The code is... is..."

A wild man’s agony reached its peak, his eyes bulged, bleeding from orifices, his head tilted, and he died.