Li Lingtian had a certain degree of fear towards killing machines. After all, Slaughter No. 1 was already so powerful. If what Zi Yang said was true, there was still Slaughter No. 2 and Slaughter No. 3.
Would this be more powerful than Slaughter No. 1? Li Lingtian retracted the virtual screen.
He walked to Zi Yang's side and knocked away the stone that was blocking his mouth.
Li Lingtian looked at Zi Yang and asked again, ""How are you enjoying yourself? If you like it, I can satisfy you for a few more days."
Over the past few days, Zi Yang had suffered a mental breakdown. Li Lingtian would help him recover from his injuries every once in a while.
This way, he could feel it more clearly. If he thought about it, how long could he last?
Ten days, twenty days? Or thirty days?
If this continued, Zi Yang could not imagine how painful it would be to live.
Zi Yang's face was malevolent and dispirited.