Chapter 383: Thunder King Yang ... Ron! (Thirty-three)

The scene is too cruel, please make up your own mind.
The screams endure, echoing in the quiet infinite hell.
When he stepped out of the gate of infinite hell, Hannibal resisted the desire to vomit, and two battles asked: "Director, what next?"
"There is nothing to do with you next, go write your application, collect materials as soon as possible to repair the extreme cold ... I seem to have found a trick, it takes time to sort it out, don't bother me, all right?
If possible, I don't want to disturb you if something happens!
Hannibal nodded scaredly, afraid to look at Ron head-on.
He knew for the first time that there would be so many ways to torture people.
Pushing the city?
Six hells?
All shit! !!
Give Ron a knife, he can play the prisoner out of flowers!
Literally that kind of flower!
Ron, who was afraid of Hannibal, looked in his eyes and didn't speak.
Is this a good thing?
At least it was guaranteed that Hannibal would not dare to yell in front of him.
Although he is a loyal minister, he is indispensable.
Back at the scorching director's office at LV.4, Hannibal apologized and ran out in a hurry, as if there was something like a flood behind him.
Ron evaporated the blood and body fluids on his hands with a thunderbolt, took a look at the previous feeling, took out a piece of paper, and wrote slowly.
"Spiritual and physical pain can be easily overcome, and there are many people who promote the great perseverance in the city. Therefore, the alternative plan to manage prisoners is not universal, and the experiment is suspended."
"The main solution is to destroy brain cells with currents and make prisoners lose their minds, but letting them obey management requires continued research and no consideration."
"The difficulty of the previous point is that each body is different and has a different ability to withstand current. Therefore, if you want to successfully turn them into fools but ensure that they do not die, you also need to continue experimenting."
"Take Deez Drake (Animals-Ancient Animal Species-Tyrannosaurus form) as an example, destroying some cells in the cerebral cortex does make him slow to respond to external stimuli and even disappear, but the animal's restorative power Let him be awake in half an hour, and want to keep it forever and continue the experiment. Note: [Do not rule out the possibility that the animal department cannot succeed.] "
"Besides ..."
Ron wrote tens of thousands of words, and was sure to write down everything he thought of before being relieved.
It is not easy for the reckless husband who has 90% of the knowledge in his head to be about survival, training and fighting in the wild, but in order to achieve his own purpose, this suffering must be eaten.
"Tomorrow you can try a guy who is not a capable person. It is a waste of so much food. It ’s not good to make a little contribution."
Ron has nothing to say about advancing prisoners in the city.
A bunch of losers.
And there are hidden dangers alive.
But he can understand the government's idea of ​​not killing, after all, the devil fruit.
If, as in many novels, killing those who are capable can prevent the demon fruit from escaping, the government would have killed them.
Unfortunately, that's impossible.
At the same time, people are social animals.
Social animals have a sense of empathy for similar persecution, which is more effective than deterring other ulterior criminals in the sea than simply killing.
Killing is not the purpose, just the need.
Maintaining rule is an inevitable premise.
The government fears not only killing those with dangerous abilities but also prisoners' rebellion, so it can only maintain the status quo with fear and cruelty.
Does advancing the city really need to be as cruel as it is now?
Of course not, it just can't be done. Under the premise of maintaining rule, there must be a place where criminals can fear, and the six hells in the city must be promoted.
If you can complete your own experiments, it will be a great thing for both Ron and the world government!
"If Tiki can live to the original time to draw people into infinite hell, and see a group of fools sitting on the ground and urinating mud, his expression must be wonderful!"
Thinking of the picture that might appear in the future, Ron shook his swollen head, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
...
The night of Qiancheng is very restless. The wailing and crying of prisoners can be heard everywhere, and the tears and tears of the hearers are sad. Anyone who comes in can enter the 3,000-word human rights theory.
But unfortunately, none of the people who can advance in the city is soft-hearted.
For hundreds of years, there must have been saints who came to the city to advance their efforts, but under the unshakable premise of "maintaining rule," their end can be imagined.
In the early morning of the next day, Ron heard from the guard's mouth that Sergeant Little Saty did a great deal last night. A group of prisoners who knew Ron saw him coming to the city to prepare for revenge during the day.
The tragic result is that they are small characters locked in Honglian Hell and Beast Hell. To deal with Ron, they must take the initiative to descend to the scorching on the fourth floor.
This tragic situation has led many people to retreat, and in the end, only a few people rushed down to death.
However, it was undead that, as soon as they rushed to the hungry hell, they met little Saty, who was still tortured the prisoner in the middle of the night, and came out of the interrogation room.
This is much more terrible than meeting the jailer beast!
So ... today there are a few more dead bodies hanging in Honglian Hell and Beast Hell to shock the rest of the prisoners.
Ron not only didn't care about these people trying to kill him, he felt right.
The strong make the rules, and the weak adapt to the rules.
If it doesn't fit, resistance is the only way.
The killer kept killing him, and Ron never had any luck with it.
After finding out the conspiracy with them last night and baking them in the ashes in front of everyone, Ron returned to infinite and began the experiment the next day.
"Gould Gunker, a famous cannibal leader, was arrested and imprisoned by the navy for captive human consumption. He has a demon-like powerful physique ... very good material.
Looking at the thin black power poles tied to the bench by metal bars, Ron sneered, put down the information, and picked up a craniotomy bit.
"% %% ... ( # @ # @!"
Seeing the demon in front of him picked up a weapon that he hadn't seen yesterday, the cannibal leader who was said to have grown up eating human flesh finally issued an abusive curse.
But unfortunately, he was speaking the native language of the cannibal tribe. After that tribe was paid by the navy and left behind, no one understood what he was talking about.
At this moment, it seemed to be useless to do so, and Gunk yelled as he struggled: "No! You have no right to do so, I'm a prisoner of advancing the city! You cannot kill me!"
The intonation is quite weird, but it's understandable.
"When did the prisoners of the advancement have human rights?"
Ron's funny injection of anesthetic into his neck was a concentrated potion that turned a Neptune-like hemp. It was a thing that propelled the city's defense forces to deal with accidental invasion of Neptune.
He then rested the drill on his skull, grinning in Gould Gunk's frightened eyes.
"Welcome to hell, dregs!"
...
Naval Headquarters, Marin Fodor.
"So I said before that it's better to let the Peach Rabbit Tea Dolphin pass than to let Ron pass!"
Zhanguo looked constipatedly at the information on the hand, and complained with convulsions.
"No, Peach Rabbit. Let the tea dolphins go to work!"
Crane decisive protection short, let tea dolphins biting a cigarette not far away rolled their eyes.
"Actually, I don't think Ron is doing such a bad thing. If he succeeds, he won't have to worry about prisoner riots in the future."
There were not many participants today, and the purpose of their meeting was just a routine report. Ron's action in advancing the city was regarded as a trivial matter, which was discussed after the meeting.
The yellow ape is very optimistic about Ron's plan, but still pouts: "It is a bit cruel!"
"Did you know? Hannibal's deputy director of the city's last report for the second phase of funding submitted a vague resignation request ~ EbookFREE.me ~ because he feels that his spirit is about to collapse!"
I don't know what to think of, the ape grinned wryly and said funnyly.
"It's a genius idea to let Ron manage the city!"
"You voted for it too, Yellow Ape!"
The Warring States Period heard the cricket in Huang Ape's tone, and rolled his eyes when he heard the words.
"Forget about him, as long as you don't kill the dead ... The Nanhai Independent Commission Against Corruption where the ghost spider was located was attacked by the revolutionary army a few days ago, and the ghost spider was dispatched to launch revenge! Chiken, please inform him, don't Forget our main mission of sending him to the South China Sea! "
"Maintaining justice is our task!"
The red dog frowned dissatisfied, but under the persecution of the Warring States Period, he finally nodded.
"I know."
The sea was not calm at all. The World Conference set a suppression plan against the revolutionary army, and the result was not so bad. Like the previous plan against the pirates, it attracted greater resistance.
"What an eventful autumn!"
Sengoku leaned on the back of his chair and rubbed his eyebrows.