“They are tortured until they are dragged out on the ground and tossed out the door like bags of trash.” The middle-aged man rolled up his sleeves to reveal the scar on his arm that was like a centipede. “They will return to the real world safely and then…” He glanced at the door. The night was falling. “Majority of them will mentally collapse and choose to end their lives.” He added, “Before the next nightmare arrives.”
It was hard to imagine, but the fear instilled by Deep Red was stronger than the nightmare realm. The middle-aged man turned to Jiang Cheng with his eagle eyes. It felt like the dark night was his real domain.
Jiang Cheng moved his lips. “What about the minority of them?”
The middle-aged man was startled. Then, his pupils narrowed. Eventually, he said, “Young man, you are sharper than I thought.”
“You said the majority of them,” Jiang Cheng said, “So I assumed.”
“Not bad,” The man nodded. “There is a small batch of them. They were so small that we had stupidly neglected them before.” The middle-aged man took a deep breath, “They… were chosen by Deep Red.”
“To join them.” Jiang Cheng nodded. This was not a hard guess. It was hard to gather a group of mad people in the real world, but it was not hard to do that in the nightmare realm.
The middle-aged man laughed. There was melancholy and sadness in them. “No.” He leaned forward. “They are chosen… to infiltrate this world.”
Both Jiang Cheng and Fatty were stunned. Fatty was instinctually afraid of the word infiltration, especially since the infiltration agent was unknown.
Several seconds later, Jiang Cheng nodded. “Deal.”
The middle-aged man didn’t look surprised. He slowly stood up. After he straightened his suit, he turned to leave, “Don’t need to contact me. When the time is right, I’ll come find you.” As he was about to disappear into the night, Jiang Cheng stopped him, “Wait.”
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