The man in black frowned in deep thought, seemingly unsure of where to start. After organizing his thoughts, he said, "In my view, the Devil's Concentration Camp is a highly complex, extremely contradictory existence that no country can afford to ignore.

Because from the behavior of this organization, it's impossible to give it an accurate characterization. Compared to other criminal organizations, its existence seems like a breath of fresh air—no one has heard of it participating in any actions, and even its headquarters is not fixed.

It's like a ghost ship floating on the sea, appearing without warning and disappearing without warning, making it impossible to trace."

Xiao Feng listened silently to the man's account. In terms of perspective, their views on the Devil's Concentration Camp were somewhat similar, but his words were clearly lacking substance, with too much filler and almost no solid information.

The man in black seemed aware of this too. After finishing the introduction, he immediately got to the point: "I believe you've wondered what the purpose of such a massive organization is. Moreover, where do its operational costs come from?"

Xiao Feng interjected: "It must be that they send out part of their forces, acting under the banner of other organizations to participate in actions, and then profiting from it."

"That's only part of it," the man in black replied. "I don't know if Su Yuzhuo has told you, but none of her orders are made by her alone; there's someone behind the scenes passing them down through her.

This was the case even when I was in charge, manipulated like a puppet."

This statement surprised Xiao Feng: "So you're saying Su Yuzhuo didn't take you down to rise to power, but was instead chosen by the person behind the scenes?"

The man in black was silent for a moment and then nodded: "Everyone who rises to power must be responsible for eliminating their predecessor—it's a rule. I survived by sheer luck."

Xiao Feng continued to ask: "I'm also curious, why would you think Su Yuzhuo would tell me everything?"

"Because there's something very different about how she regards you," the man in black answered. "Although I diminished some of Devil's Concentration Camp's fighting strength before I left, it's nowhere near enough to shake its foundations."

"So Su Yuzhuo intentionally let me go?" Xiao Feng chuckled incredulously. "Let me escape, only to incessantly target me—what kind of twisted fun is that?"

The man in black calmly said, "That's between you and her. In my opinion, if your performance when you just fought me was your true strength, there's no way you could have gotten out alive."

Xiao Feng fell into contemplation. Up until now, he hadn't really seen how formidable the Devil's Concentration Camp was, nor had he feared being targeted by them.

Ultimately, much of Xiao Feng's apprehension about the Devil's Concentration Camp stemmed from the safety of those around him, and he didn't want such a deadly snake-like presence lurking in the shadows, occasionally jumping out to bite him.

But now, hearing what the man in black said, could it be that Su Yuzhuo really let him go on purpose?

Just as he was thinking this, he heard the man in black say, "The topic digressed. Back to the main point, putting aside the overall destructive power of the organization, do you know what happens if you get stung by the wasps I just released?"

Xiao Feng's brow furrowed slightly, then he shook his head.

However, he understood internally that since the man in black asked, it certainly wasn't as simple as dying from a sting.

The man in black's lips curved slightly: "After being stung, the wasp injects its eggs into the target's body through the sting. Because the blood is flowing, there won't be any noticeable symptoms at first, but after a month, when the eggs mature, they'll 'emerge from their cocoon.'"

The 'emerging from the cocoon' here refers to them bursting out from under one's skin. Imagine the human body turning into a beehive, suddenly filled with dense holes, with wasps swarming out—just the thought of it is spine-chilling!

"One sting and you end up pregnant—what a peculiar method!" Xiao Feng smacked his lips in amazement.

The man in black's face turned dark—Xiao Feng's train of thought was just too bizarre, even though it was technically correct, it completely lowered the seriousness of the situation.

Like turning a horror story that makes one's back sweat into a big joke with just a sentence.

Fortunately, Xiao Feng stopped the banter and asked, "I remember you said earlier that you survived all thanks to those wasps up your sleeve. Did you sting those people first and then let them suffer for a month?"

The man in black shook his head, anticipating Xiao Feng's question: "Egg laying is just one of their abilities—they can also sting people to death, but I can't disclose the specific methods of control."

After speaking, the man continued, "This ability is somewhat similar to a beekeeper's, but not exactly the same. And the abilities I possess were all given to me by that person behind the scenes. My predecessor could release electricity from their body."

Hearing this, Xiao Feng suddenly understood what the man in black wanted to express. The other man seemed to ramble on about unrelated topics, everything unrelated to the previous.

But in fact, he wanted to use his own experiences to infer backwards the meaning of the Devil's Concentration Camp's existence, and to express the terror of the more mysterious person behind it.

"You're not trying to tell me that the Devil's Concentration Camp wants to destroy the world, are you?" Xiao Feng said, half laughing and half incredulous.

However, the man in black was solemn: "It sounds incredible, but being able to grant each person a different powerful ability is enough to show that the person behind it has big plans."

With this, things seemed even more confusing. Xiao Feng felt like the Devil's Concentration Camp was a bottomless pit: the deeper he dug, the more he couldn't see the road ahead. Solving one question inevitably led to new ones arising.

Xiao Feng felt it was necessary to organize his thoughts and stop making wild guesses without reason. One bite at a time is the way to go; otherwise, trying to gobble everything up quickly can choke you.

After arranging his thoughts, Xiao Feng said, "Let's not consider its existence or purpose for now. Let's talk about you and your predecessor—why were you replaced?"

"I've thought about this for a long time. For the strong, there may not need to be any reason to replace a weaker person," the man in black said with a complex expression, "I've always felt that everyone in the Devil's Concentration Camp, including every boss, is just a pawn in 'that person's' hands.

As a pawn, you don't have the right to jump out of the board and see the whole picture."

"..." Xiao Feng was speechless. He had previously thought this person was level-headed, but it seemed the effects of brainwashing weren't completely gone.

However, through this conversation, Xiao Feng became curious about what Su Yuzhuo's ability might be?

More importantly, once Su Yuzhuo is replaced, would that mean his troubles are over?

Su Yuzhuo had an inexplicable obsession with him, but the next person can't possibly be like her, right?

Thinking of this, Xiao Feng's eyes lit up. It seemed like that might actually be possible.

"You seem happy. Mind sharing what you're thinking?" the man in black asked.

Xiao Feng seized the opportunity to inquire, "How long did you serve as the boss at the Devil's Concentration Camp?"

The man in black's face darkened again, instinctively resistant to the term "boss," yet he replied, "Two years and one month—seven hundred sixty days."

"What about the one before you?" Xiao Feng continued to probe.

"Almost the same as mine."

"How long has Su Yuzhuo been in power?"

The man in black understood Xiao Feng's implication: "You think Su Yuzhuo will let you go?"

"Didn't you say that the newly-inaugurated has to eliminate the current boss?" Xiao Feng laughed heartily, "By that time, Su Yuzhuo won't even be able to save herself, let alone target me!"

"..." The man in black suddenly felt like killing someone.

After all that effort, for what purpose exactly?

Wasn't it to have Xiao Feng join him in fighting against the Devil's Concentration Camp?

In the end, did he just give him a reason to disengage?!

"Is that all?" Xiao Feng stood up, grinning from ear to ear, "If that's all, I'll be on my way."

"Stop right there!" the man in black shouted sternly.

Xiao Feng was suddenly taken aback, perhaps due to the man's intense expression, that he even saw a faint gap between the scar on his face and the original skin...

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