"Speak what you know."
"..." The terrified man who looked at the knife on his neck slightly relaxed his breath, feeling he had survived for the moment, thanks to Zheng Yichen's current behavior.
Just as he was about to say something, Zheng Yichen beheaded him with a single slash.
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"Sorry, I suddenly don't want to listen anymore." Zheng Yichen glanced at his motorcycle, planning to ask the witch to prepare some special tools next time, like those that search the soul: "Lilith, make a new memo."
After making the memo, Zheng Yichen began to examine the bodies. They had died without causing any imbalance in the environment. From the examination, it seemed it wasn't their equipment that caused their death, but something about them personally, like some kind of antibody?
Zheng Yichen drew some of their blood and felt no change. These people's strength was no longer enough to provide any substantial improvement to him, and their restorative qualities could be disregarded.
