Lord God Investigator

The three orcs huddled in a nest made of tattered furs and rags and wood. They had big mouths full of fangs, and their tongues were sticking out, panting half-deadly.

The torture of drug addiction has just subsided. They have been struggling a lot. Their physical strength and energy have been exhausted, and there is an infinite sense of emptiness in their hearts, as if a black hole has swallowed up all their emotions.

Numbness, sadness, regret, regret...

Negative emotions flood them like a tide, and their strong sense of inferiority and rejection even make them regret being born strange and regretting ever being born in the world.

Drug addiction is like this. Certain psychotropic drugs can make people feel as happy as gods after taking the drug. Once addicted, the body is controlled by the drug. After stopping taking the drug, the pituitary gland is damaged and cannot secrete dopamine, and the person can no longer feel it. Happy.

If there is no happiness, what is the point of living? Now this three-headed shapeshifter is in a state worse than death.

"Let's go back."

One of the orcs struggled to get up and said to his companions.

"Are you crazy?"

Another orc said: "We have escaped for so long, and that demon must be furious. Can we survive if we go back?"

"Hehe, haha, wuwuwu..."

The orc who spoke before laughed miserably, smiled and started to cry. It said in a crying tone: "It's so sad to live, so hard to die. It's good to die. If you die, you don't have to suffer this kind of thing every day." Tortured.”

There is no such saying in Faerûn as "life is so sad and death is so painful". What it actually says is: this world is full of pain and torture, so the only thing we can do is face these inevitable pains. Death is also life. A part of the cycle, it is not the end, but the beginning of another one.

This sentence is a combination of the teachings of the sadistic goddess Lovita and the death god Blue Walker. This shape-shifting monster accidentally said a very philosophical saying.

Therefore, art comes from life. Without this experience, how could it comprehend such a profound truth?

If these three-headed shapeshifters start converting to the sadistic goddess Lovita from now on, relying on its understanding of pain, they will soon become high-level priests, and it will not be a problem to be canonized and become petitioners after death.

"Let's go back."

The third orc said with a calm expression that saw everything: "Matilda is right. Anyway, we are already worse than dead. Even if we go back and be tortured to death by the demon, it will be a relief. If he thinks we still have Utilize the value, even if you say it is impossible, you can still give us a 'spiritual magic medicine' to relieve our drug addiction."

When the "magic medicine of energy" was mentioned, the eyes of the three-headed orcs showed a look of extreme longing, and they transformed into "Gulu" from the Lord of the Rings, putting on an obsessed face of "Ah, my baby."

"Go back, or you'll die!"

"right!"

"Leave now, while you still have some strength!"

…

The residence of the Bredlow Troupe, the former Harper Alliance base, is in a luxurious villa with sea views.

Luo Feng was sitting on the sofa. Kneeling in front of him were three shape-shifting monsters that emitted a foul smell and were so dirty that it was hard to see the true color of their skin.

"Master, we know we were wrong."

"Please forgive us."

"If you're still angry, beat us up!"

With an enigmatic smile, Luo Feng ignored them and took out a syringe from the dimensional bag, which was filled with purple solution.

He played with the needle in front of the three monsters, pushing the syringe from time to time to let the purple solution spurt out from the needle and sprinkle on the ground in front of the monsters.

The monsters were drooling as if they were seeing the most delicious delicacies in Faerûn, watching helplessly as Luo Feng wasted their coveted energy medicine.

Matilda is the cleverest of the monsters. She had an idea and her skin rippled, transforming into the beautiful Rose. She was naked and showed off her beauty.

But her slut face betrayed her true intentions. Beauty Rose climbed up on her hands and knees, threw herself at Luo Feng's feet, and stretched out her sweet tongue to lick Luo Feng's boots.

"Master, Master, please give me a shot. You can do whatever you want me to do! Whatever image, posture, or gameplay you like, I can satisfy you!"

"Go away, don't lick my boots with your dirty mouth!"

Luo Feng kicked her in the face, sending her rolling far away.

"Are you living on shit these days?" Luo Feng pinched his nose in disgust and said, "When you open your mouth, there's a stench. I just polished my boots this morning!"

The three shapeshifters were scolded and became speechless. To be honest, they really ate some excrement these days. There was nothing they could do about it. The sewers were full of all kinds of filth, and it was inevitable that some food would get on it even if they found food. I wanted to clean it, but there was no source of clean water.

"That's all, since you still know how to come back, I won't punish you."

Luo Feng threw the needle away, and the shapeshifters immediately rushed towards it, fearing that it would fall to pieces.

"Let's make a rule. When there is a drama, each monster will get one injection a day. When there is no drama, the three monsters will share one injection equally. If there is a meritorious service, one injection will be rewarded."

Luo Feng looked at the three monsters who were impatiently injecting medicine, and said slowly: "Now, find a place for me to wash up, and then go to the kitchen to find some normal food to fill your stomach. There is a room for you in the courtyard. Come back Rest in your room."

After the three monsters finished their injections, they were finally freed from the torment of drug addiction. Luo Feng was stunned when he heard what he said.

They originally thought that when they came back, they would taste the exhibition of torture instruments in Faerûn, endure the most miserable torture in their lives, and even be beaten to death. However, they never expected that the demonic master would not give them any punishment, and would not even lock them in a cage. restrict their freedom.

"Why are you still in a daze? What, you don't feel well without a beating? Do you want me to loosen the skin for you?"

Hearing Luo Feng's impatient scolding, the three-headed monster quickly ran to the bathroom, not daring to poke his eyes again.

Why didn't Luo Feng punish the three-headed monster?

Torture is a means, not an end.

The fact that the three-headed monsters can come back obediently shows that drug control is a very effective method. Their acting skills have also been honed to the extreme, and they no longer need to be urged with whips and sticks.

If the three-headed monsters could be obedient and perform well, Luo Feng would feed them and coax them with good words and drinks every day.

The three-headed monster enjoyed a hot bath in the bathroom, washed away the dirty mud, and then went to the kitchen for a delicious meal. Finally, he returned to the room and lay down on the extremely comfortable velvet bed made of Calishan satin.

They have an illusion like a dream, and they can't believe that everything is real.

"Actually, the master is not a devil."

"Well, if I had known that the master was so kind and kind, I wish we could have come back earlier. We have suffered so much in the sewers for nothing."

"The master treats us so kindly. We must not make the master angry anymore. We must perform well and be worthy of the master's kindness."

"That's right!"

…

Stockholm Syndrome struck, and the three-headed monster healed its scars and forgot about the pain. Instead, it developed an infinite affection for Luo Feng, and its loyalty began to slowly increase.