I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

Although Jones appears calm on the outside, he is actually very panicked inside.

He had been suppressing the fear that was trembling in his thighs, because he knew that he was only one step away from being made into furniture.

Whenever Jones answered a question incorrectly, he would be attacked by the middle-aged man.

He also knew that with the opponent's strength, he had no room for resistance.

It is too late to ask Zhang Yangqing for help now, and the middle-aged man will not let him look through his phone.

The two teammates waiting outside the door had no idea what was happening inside.

The two of them were just there to provide support, and they couldn't do anything about it since the people inside hadn't left.

Jones knew that he could only rely on himself now.

He breathed a sigh of relief, then calmly pointed at the two teammates who had fallen to the ground and asked the middle-aged man, "What happened to them?"

Jones didn't care about the life or death of his teammates, he was just trying to change the subject.

He didn't want to continue discussing with the middle-aged man how these human body furniture were made.

The middle-aged man already regarded Jones as his own, so he said directly: "They are just poisoned and won't die for the time being. Do you need me to help you kill them? I think their breath is not right, they should not be doctors."

Jones shook his head and said, "They are not doctors, but they are my men."

He does have some loyalty in saying this.

Save them if you can. One more teammate means one more chance to try and fail.

But as the conversation got to this point, Jones was also very puzzled. They hadn't eaten anything, so how could they be poisoned?

Besides, I have been with them all the time, and I have never seen the middle-aged man do anything to them.

Suddenly, Jones' pupils dilated dramatically.

Oh shit, is it the smell?

When the three of them first came, there was indeed no problem.

The problem lies in the tea that the middle-aged man made for the three of them.

At that time, all three of them smelled the fragrance of tea.

Jones drank tea, so he is fine now, but these two didn't drink tea, so they fell to the ground.

Jones deduced that the smell produced by these cups of brewed tea was a very strong poison that could make people comatose.

But the antidote happens to be this cup of tea.

As long as you drink it, you'll be fine.

This is also the reason why the middle-aged man just handed it to Jones personally.

Jones's mind was working very quickly now, and he could even analyze that there was an extremely detailed clue here, which was also the middle-aged man's 'attack conditions'.

In fact, normally speaking, the middle-aged man could attack anyone present at will.

But he once said that he was afraid of loneliness, so he made these people into furniture so that they could stay here to keep him company.

The more you fear loneliness, the more you cherish your friends.

He would pour tea for everyone who came in, symbolizing his friendliness and seemed to want to make friends.

There is nothing wrong with drinking, but in his eyes, those who don’t drink just don’t want to be friends with him.

So the middle-aged man killed these people, made them into furniture and left them here to accompany him.

This is what is called irregular 'attack conditions'.

Once the Chosen One finds something wrong with his body, as long as he drinks the tea before falling to the ground, he will not be attacked "temporarily" and can enter the next stage.

Jones, who should have been in trouble, was inexplicably treated as a companion by the middle-aged man because he had dismembered several people before, and thus escaped death.

In fact, a lot of chosen ones died here, and most of them died because they wanted to escape.

The reason I wanted to run away was because I found something was wrong with me.

But something had gone wrong, how could he be compared to this middle-aged man. The Chosen One who died on the spot was still lucky, at least he was not tortured.

Those who fainted and woke up again would be dismembered to death by the middle-aged men.

The one who will suffer the most in the next stage is Jones.

Because when entering this stage, middle-aged men will start to introduce their hobbies to the Chosen Ones, hoping that the Chosen Ones will join in. Some information can be obtained here.

But Jones was not like that. The middle-aged man in front of him was smiling happily. The more he looked at Jones, the more he felt that he was a close friend!

The middle-aged man directly invited Jones to see his workshop.

Does Jones dare not go?

Of course he didn't dare, so he could only bite the bullet, smile and cooperate in playing the role of a pervert, trying his best to prevent the middle-aged man from hurting him.

As soon as he entered the workshop, Jones almost vomited.

It wasn't as bloody as I'd imagined, but it wasn't much better either.

The room had been treated, so it didn't smell that bad, and there wasn't much blood.

There were just heads piled up in the corner, and skins of flesh lying on the ground like garbage.

In addition to some human corpses, there was also a pile of neatly cut fingers, arms, thighs, etc.

As a normal human being, Jones couldn't bear to see this.

If you walk a little further inside, you can see something that looks like an operating table.

This operating table is equipped with professional surgical restraint belts.

In order to prevent the 'furniture' from struggling too much during the dismemberment process, there are reinforced iron chains next to it.

Why do we need to prevent it? The middle-aged man explained that he never used anesthesia and had no anesthesia. It was really dismemberment alive.

Walking a little further inside, Jones became a little overwhelmed. The cabinets inside were filled with various carving and cutting props.

The middle-aged man picked up an electric saw and showed off to Jones, telling him how many people he had cut with it, how fast it was, and where he got it from.

Then the middle-aged man picked up some cutting tools and started a verbal "technical exchange" with Jones.

At this point, Jones was close to collapse. If he didn't have real experience in dismemberment, he would have been exposed.

But then, the middle-aged man actually invited Jones to have an "academic exchange" just to see Jones's dismemberment techniques.

At first Jones didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, but when the middle-aged man grabbed a person who was not yet dead from the inner room, tied him to the operating table, and invited Jones to operate with him.

Jones was really broken at this time.

Just as he hesitated, the middle-aged man's expression began to look strange.

Jones suddenly reacted and said, "If they are alive, they will struggle, which will affect the feel of the cutting. In the past, I always prepared some medicine that can make people unconscious for a long time, so that they will not wake up even if they are in pain.
After they drink, they start to work, which can not only maintain the toughness of the body, but also make the cutting more complete and without defects. "

Jones didn't know what he was saying. He was so scared that he could only cooperate.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man put on a perverted smile on his face again. Jones's hesitation just now made him doubt whether Jones was as perverted as himself.

But he was very satisfied with Jones's answer. In the middle-aged man's opinion, Jones was definitely a perverted murderer.

The middle-aged man actually felt frustrated and said, "It's still your profession as a doctor. Next time I visit you in your hospital, you have to get me some of the medicine you mentioned."

Jones had no choice but to agree. Then, in order to prevent the middle-aged man from suspecting that he was a pervert, Jones had to accompany him to dismember the "corpse".

Fortunately, he used to be a homeless man and would catch some animals to satisfy his hunger when surviving in the wild.

So it takes some skill to use a knife to peel the skin and scrape the bones, plus all kinds of crazy excuses, otherwise you would have been found out.

In this way, Jones was tortured for one hour and forty-five minutes before he was so tired that he sat on the ground.

This is where Jones is tortured and traumatized in this strange story.

(End of this chapter)