Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

His pig-like snout moved, as if he wanted to say something. A plea for mercy? A defense? A bargain? He hadn't decided yet, but he had to say something, he had to say something—

The girl didn't give him a chance. Her hand grabbed his foreleg—no, his arm?—and with a gentle pull, he rolled out from under the tree and lay sprawled in front of her.

He wanted to run, but his legs wouldn't move, completely paralyzed. He could only lie there, head tilted back, looking at the girl, making a human expression with a pig's face.

Fear, pleading, despair.

Please—

Before he could finish speaking, he began to scream, starting from his immobile leg! The excruciating pain, like his nerves were being torn apart, spread endlessly. The girl, expressionless, raised the cleaver in her hand and began to strike him repeatedly!

He didn't know what happened after that. His eyes had been gouged out, and all he could feel was the endless tearing and excruciating pain that was pounding into his body.

Then came the excruciating pain of being burned by flames, the stinging pain of wounds sprinkled with salt and pepper, the agony of being torn apart by teeth, swallowed, and corroded by strong acid! And the agony of being hung on the wall to dry in the wind!

No one will come to save him. Those who once "played" with him on this island are now elsewhere, being captured by other children and experiencing the same thing as him.

Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me!

The endless pain that lasted for hundreds of hours made him long for death more than ever before. The excruciating pain transmitted from every cell and every nerve made him unable to desire anything else; he only wanted death, only wanted relief!

But he couldn't escape. Whether he was cut up, roasted, salted, swallowed, digested, or even excreted like a pile of shit, he could feel the pain evenly distributed to every cell, but he couldn't die!

But this pain lasted for an unknown amount of time, this cruelty drove him to despair, and after he was torn apart and reassembled time and time again.

He opened his eyes, and before him lay a beach, sunshine, waves, and—

The whistle signaling the start of the hunt came from behind.

The hunt never stops

Tsuruga revealed to the world without reservation his punishment of those who landed on the island.

If his destruction of a country was an extreme display of his military power, then this pain and torment was a complete demonstration of his authority.

I don't care about anything else; I only care about your sins. Those who commit unforgivable sins do not deserve any forgiveness! What awaits them is a fate countless times more tragic than death!

The following day, he announced that the United States was no longer a country and that he would begin a three-day trial.

It was still broadcast live globally, and the punishment was still incredibly cruel.

The United States, already in chaos due to the near-complete purging of the elite class by Dongjiang, suffered another 20 million casualties under his brutal punishment, leading to its immediate split and the outbreak of civil war!

You ask why no one dares to use a nuclear bomb to bomb Dongjiang?

Because most of the brainless Americans are already dead!

In the eyes of a sane military leader, to launch a nuclear bomb at an entity that can teleport infinitely, control global electronic devices, unconditionally and instantly take away hundreds of thousands of people, and destroy a country in an instant is simply like going to the toilet with a lantern—it's like asking for trouble!

They could only cautiously send people to contact Dongjiang to see what this unprecedented 'Saint Mamen' was asking for.

Fortunately, Tsurugi was quite easy to talk to.

Having already effectively conquered the world, he was too lazy to wage unnecessary wars, and the conditions he offered were very simple.

First, his Vox technology must expand to every country in the world, fully extending his media influence to every corner of the world, while no country may restrict the company's normal expansion under any law.

Secondly, Dongjiang will distribute virtual reality technology on a large scale for global dumping, and no country's legislation may prevent this action, nor may the real-life body-supporting services provided by VOX Technology be interfered with or prevented in any way.

Disobey? If you disobey, I'll kill you and everyone and their families behind you!

This was excessive, practically tantamount to invasion. But all the countries chose to accept it—after all, compared to him simply annihilating them all, this was already quite mild!

People all over the world went crazy after learning what kind of virtual reality and terms Tsurugi had prepared for them.

The virtual reality technology that Tsurugi provides for them is divided into two types: one is a 'Perfect Paradise' on a single-player server, and the other is countless virtual worlds on a multi-player server.

After fully acquiring Kayaba Akihiko's technology and maxing out his AI skills, Tsugumi was able to create countless virtual worlds with a level of realism exceeding 100%, and in these worlds, humans could even achieve cyber immortality!

Would you rather live in a short and terrible reality, or in a virtual world where you can do whatever you want and live a happy and healthy life?

Anyway, after Tsuruga presented this option, countless people all over the world chose the latter!

Of course, there's no such thing as a free lunch. Tsugumi's technology has two prerequisites—the first is that these devices themselves scan an individual's brain, reading their memories and cognition, and Tsugumi will determine that person's fate based on the good or evil judgment of the scan results.

Those who are good are naturally happy, and Tsurugi can even provide them with immigration services and physical resettlement services free of charge. As for the latter—when Tsurugi is in a good mood, she will send the criminal evidence and the person to the local government and make it public at the same time; when she is in a bad mood, she will release the evidence and then lock them up in cyber hell for torture!

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He screamed, his four legs flailing wildly, trying to break free. He succeeded; the little hand loosened its grip for a moment—he got up and kept running, tumbling and crawling, running without looking at anything.

He ran into the jungle, vines whipping his face, burning with pain. Thorns tore at his skin, leaving long, bloody welts. Tree roots tripped him, he got up, tripped again, and got up again.

He didn't know where he was running, he didn't know if there was an exit, he just knew he was running.

Run, run, run, run!

He ran until he couldn't run anymore and collapsed under a palm tree, gasping for breath. A sweet, metallic liquid welled up in his mouth—was it blood? His lungs were burning, his heart was about to explode, and his four legs were as limp as noodles on the ground. He couldn't move, he really couldn't move.

He leaned against the tree trunk and finally had time to look back.

Nobody's around, no children. He's safe? He's safe!

He is safe.

A hand reached out from behind him and gently rested on his mane. His heart stopped for half a second, and then he heard a voice, small, soft, sweet, the kind of voice that had given him fantasies when he was human.

"Got you."

He turned around, and a girl stood behind him. She was about seven or eight years old, wearing a white dress, barefoot, and her hair shimmered faintly in the moonlight.

Her face was expressionless, her eyes were lifeless—the face he could never forget in his countless erotic dreams.

He knew her, how could he not? She was his favorite. Eight years old, black hair, brown eyes, and when she cried, her voice was very soft, like a kitten's meow. He named her "Little Kitty."

Her name is Kitty... no, her name isn't Kitty. What's her name again?

He couldn't remember. He only remembered that after that night, she stopped crying. She didn't cry or speak; she just lay there, staring at the ceiling with those eyes.

And then what? What happened next?

He doesn't remember, or he doesn't want to remember, because what he's about to face is the same as what he's done before.

Those eyes were looking at him, just like before, without light.

"you--"

His pig-like snout moved, as if he wanted to say something. A plea for mercy? A defense? A bargain? He hadn't decided yet, but he had to say something, he had to say something—

The girl didn't give him a chance. Her hand grabbed his foreleg—no, his arm?—and with a gentle pull, he rolled out from under the tree and lay sprawled in front of her.

He wanted to run, but his legs wouldn't move, completely paralyzed. He could only lie there, head tilted back, looking at the girl, making a human expression with a pig's face.

Fear, pleading, despair.

Please—

Before he could finish speaking, he began to scream, starting from his immobile leg! The excruciating pain, like his nerves were being torn apart, spread endlessly. The girl, expressionless, raised the cleaver in her hand and began to strike him repeatedly!

He didn't know what happened after that. His eyes had been gouged out, and all he could feel was the endless tearing and excruciating pain that was pounding into his body.

Then came the excruciating pain of being burned by flames, the stinging pain of wounds sprinkled with salt and pepper, the agony of being torn apart by teeth, swallowed, and corroded by strong acid! And the agony of being hung on the wall to dry in the wind!

No one will come to save him. Those who once "played" with him on this island are now elsewhere, being captured by other children and experiencing the same thing as him.

Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me!

The endless pain that lasted for hundreds of hours made him long for death more than ever before. The excruciating pain transmitted from every cell and every nerve made him unable to desire anything else; he only wanted death, only wanted relief!

But he couldn't escape, whether he was cut up or not. (Preview: Upcoming update, please stay tuned http://)

But this pain lasted for an unknown amount of time, this cruelty drove him to despair, and after he was torn apart and reassembled time and time again.

He opened his eyes, and before him lay a beach, sunshine, waves, and—

The whistle signaling the start of the hunt came from behind.

The hunt never stops

Tsuruga revealed to the world without reservation his punishment of those who landed on the island.

If his destruction of a country was an extreme display of his military power, then this pain and torment was a complete demonstration of his authority.

I don't care about anything else; I only care about your sins. Those who commit unforgivable sins do not deserve any forgiveness! What awaits them is a fate countless times more tragic than death!

The following day, he announced that the United States was no longer a country and that he would begin a three-day trial.

It was still broadcast live globally, and the punishment was still incredibly cruel.

The United States, already in chaos due to the near-complete purging of the elite class by Dongjiang, suffered another 20 million casualties under his brutal punishment, leading to its immediate split and the outbreak of civil war!

You ask why no one dares to use a nuclear bomb to bomb Dongjiang?

Because most of the brainless Americans are already dead!

In the eyes of a sane military leader, to launch a nuclear bomb at an entity that can teleport infinitely, control global electronic devices, unconditionally and instantly take away hundreds of thousands of people, and destroy a country in an instant is simply like going to the toilet with a lantern—it's like asking for trouble!

They could only cautiously send people to contact Dongjiang to see what this unprecedented 'Saint Mamen' was asking for.

Fortunately, Tsurugi was quite easy to talk to.

Having already effectively conquered the world, he was too lazy to wage unnecessary wars, and the conditions he offered were very simple.

First, his Vox technology must expand to every country in the world, fully extending his media influence to every corner of the world, while no country may restrict the company's normal expansion under any law.

Secondly, Dongjiang will distribute virtual reality technology on a large scale for global dumping, and no country's legislation may prevent this action, nor may the real-life body-supporting services provided by VOX Technology be interfered with or prevented in any way.

Disobey? If you disobey, I'll kill you and everyone and their families behind you!

This was excessive, practically tantamount to invasion. But all the countries chose to accept it—after all, compared to him simply annihilating them all, this was already quite mild!

People all over the world went crazy after learning what kind of virtual reality and terms Tsurugi had prepared for them.

The virtual reality technology that Tsurugi provides for them is divided into two types: one is a 'Perfect Paradise' on a single-player server, and the other is countless virtual worlds on a multi-player server.

After fully acquiring Kayaba Akihiko's technology and maxing out his AI skills, Tsugumi was able to create countless virtual worlds with a level of realism exceeding 100%, and in these worlds, humans could even achieve cyber immortality!

Would you rather live in a short and terrible reality, or in a virtual world where you can do whatever you want and live a happy and healthy life?

Anyway, after Tsuruga presented this option, countless people all over the world chose the latter!

Of course, there's no such thing as a free lunch. Tsugumi's technology has two prerequisites—the first is that these devices themselves scan an individual's brain, reading their memories and cognition, and Tsugumi will determine that person's fate based on the good or evil judgment of the scan results.

Those who are good are naturally happy, and Tsurugi can even provide them with immigration services and physical resettlement services free of charge. As for the latter—when Tsurugi is in a good mood, she will send the criminal evidence and the person to the local government and make it public at the same time; when she is in a bad mood, she will release the evidence and then lock them up in cyber hell for torture!

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