I created the Bureau of Anomaly Control

The Crying Face Man was already slightly excited. It had been a long time since he had met someone like Ma En, and now he was already beginning to look forward to how Ma En would react to his methods.

He hoped that Ma En could give him answers he couldn't even imagine.

"Pain is a very interesting word," the Crying Face Man said seriously. "The simplest and purest pain is physical torture, but this isn't useful for everyone, especially those with ideals.

"Those beings often have a special numbing method, converting the pain they endure in the spiritual realm into emotions that make them feel pleasure, but this situation often occurs during confessions.

"But we're not in that kind of situation. Logically speaking, torturing your body and spirit, and making your soul feel the purest pain would be quite useful, and I'd also get to see you beg for mercy.

"But I don't plan to use such low-level methods. I have more ambition than them."

Actually, it wasn't that he resisted this approach, but if he did that, Ma En wouldn't have any room to improvise, he would just scream and wail constantly, and he wouldn't be able to get what he wanted.

Ma En sat in his original position and asked curiously:

"So how do you want to torture my soul?"

He hadn't offered any resistance so far, not because he was particularly patient, but because he really couldn't do anything about this Tier 5 ability user who had invaded his spiritual world.

The Crying Face Man struck a pose of high-minded discussion and said:

"Hatred is actually the best way to torture humans. It will spawn countless stupid things and mistakes, and until you can complete your revenge, it will eternally torment your soul.

"And guilt is also a strong poison. It can constantly erode your soul, making you regret the unintentional mistakes you made in the past. It's not difficult to make these two terrible emotions take root in a person's heart at the same time.

"Just kill the people they care about."

Ma En asked curiously:

"Don't you only have one minute?"

The Crying Face Man said with a smile:

"Are you worried that I won't have time to find the people you care about? Maybe I wasn't clear enough…

"I am a Tier 5 ability user."

'So am I,' he said in his heart, 'Why can't I do it?'

But Ma En replied:

"If that's the case, then I can only say I'm sorry.

"Because I only care about my sister, but unfortunately…

"She is a saint of the Church."

The Crying Face Man showed a surprised expression:

"Is that true? Your sister is really a saint of the Church?

"Not bad, you always manage to surprise me."

Ma En could tell that the Crying Face Man wasn't particularly disappointed, but rather enjoying the process. But more importantly, he had confirmed that the man wasn't using any secret methods to perceive his thoughts.

And if he looked at it from the other party's perspective, he was likely doing this on purpose.

"But you didn't say everything," the Crying Face Man's tone became a little smug again, "The people you really care about are definitely more than just your sister, there are other people you haven't mentioned."

Ma En nodded:

"That's right, I also care a lot about the survival of Shenxiao."

A brief silence.

The Crying Face Man cleared his throat, then spoke as if he hadn't heard the previous sentence:

"You still care about other people."

That's right, he did still care about other people.

"But you're not afraid," before Ma En could speak, the Crying Face Man answered for him, "You're not worried about the people you care about being hurt, because you've already made enough preparations.

"But I already knew that, it's not interesting."

Ma En said without sarcasm:

"I'm sorry I couldn't care about your feelings, and only thought about how I should survive."

"I like this inflexible part of you," the Crying Face Man said, "Although the people you particularly care about have been very well protected by you, being a good person is actually your weakness.

"Even for those you don't have much emotional connection with, you still care about their lives, for example, the two people sitting in this room right now, I can feel that you don't want them to die.

"Too bad, that's the downside of being soft-hearted."

Ma En said:

"Let me remind you, Tang Xueluan is a member of the Shu family, and Kania is a researcher for the Federation. The former is the employer of your operation, and killing the latter would also be a problem for you."

The Crying Face Man said:

"Okay, I almost forgot if you hadn't said it. I was originally thinking that Tang Xueluan didn't know about this, and I could use you to deal with her, but now that you mention it, I remember…

"The employer specifically instructed not to involve anyone else present."

The Crying Face Man raised his hand and patted his head, as if regretting that he had forgotten this, but Ma En felt that his action had particularly obvious traces of acting, as if he had deliberately forgotten just now.

"But…" the Crying Face Man's voice carried a few more smiles, "You should particularly care about the lives of innocent people, if I randomly grab the souls of kinder people nearby, and kill them in front of you.

"Will you hate and suffer because of their deaths?"

Ma En frowned slightly:

"I think I'll be angry, but aren't you my friend? Do you want us to continue this minute in such a stiff relationship? Didn't you hope I could give you some other surprises?

"Doing that will only make me see you as another damn enemy.

"That wouldn't be fun."

Hearing this, the Crying Face Man touched his chin, as if he was really thinking about Ma En's words.

Then he nodded slightly as if he had really listened:

"That makes sense, I should get along with you properly. In that case, I also have something I want to confess to you.

"Because I'm a little worried that the purpose of you playing with me is just to survive, and not really treating me as a sincere friend. I'm also quite afraid of being deceived emotionally by a heartless man.

"So I want to tell you first, everything you're doing now is useless. If you're trying to delay until after a minute to survive, then I advise you to give up on that idea.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be so interesting, so before I met you, I still guaranteed my professionalism. Before you noticed anything strange and saw me…

"I had already killed you."

Ma En asked in confusion:

"What do you mean?"

"Just what it sounds like," the Crying Face Man shrugged, "I have already killed you, and created an illusion to deceive your senses. What's here now is just your soul that hasn't completely dissipated.

"Even I can't reverse your death, so now…

"Are we still friends?"

Beneath his mask was a sincere smile.