Shrouded Seascape

Chapter 930: Torment

"Cough! Cough! Cough!" Anna coughed violently. Her face was a deathlike pallor, and her lips were twitching as she coughed.

She was curled up in the corner of her cell and was trembling violently. Her vision was blurry, and her only movable hand clutched the clothes on her chest.

Heart palpitations, chest tightness, headache, hunger, insomnia, and coldness—these torments were piling up, torturing Anna both physically and mentally.

Anna instantly saw through what was going on. They had laced her food with drugs and were trying to destroy her will through that.

This was not unexpected at all. Anna knew that they'd inevitably use the "stick" once they had fed her all the "carrots."

"315, stop resisting and submit to us. Tell us everything you know, and you will no longer be tormented. Otherwise, this is just the beginning of your torment." A cold voice echoed from the wall.

Anna used all her strength to lift her head and sneer at the wall before lying down once again. Just then, her breathing became laborious and rapid; her pale face turned red as well.

It seemed that the IMF had lowered the oxygen level in her room.

A few minutes later, Anna fainted from the lack of oxygen. The oxygen level was then returned to normal, and Anna woke up shortly. However, the oxygen level was lowered as soon as she woke up.

The torment was repeated several times, and Anna was so exhausted by the ordeal that she didn't have the strength to move even an inch. She sprawled out on the ground, gasping for air.

Just then, voices echoed from the wall once again. "Anomaly 315, I repeat—stop resisting, and you will no longer be tormented. Otherwise, this is just the beginning of your torment."

"Hehe... Hiehiehie!" Anna sprawled out on the floor cackled with all her might. Her mouth fluttered open as if she wanted to say something, but she said nothing in the end.

Upon seeing that Anna had no plans of laying down her banner of resistance, the IMF proceeded with a new round of torment. The IMF was a meticulous organization, so their methods of torture were meticulous as well. They tortured and tormented Anna in the most scientific way, allowing her to receive the greatest pain while ensuring that she would not suffer any permanent damage.

Time ticked by slowly amidst the unceasing around-the-clock torture. At this point, Anna was barely given any food, so she was now suffering from the effects of severe malnutrition in addition to the torture.

Once her body had consumed any little fat on her figure, her body began consuming her muscles for energy.

Anna's gorgeous and alluring figure became emaciated and withered. Her smooth hair became dry and white. Despite that, Anna remained steadfast, with no signs of yielding whatsoever.

Bang!

Carlo, with a new scar on his nose, slammed his pen into the table and remarked, "Her willpower is extremely strong! How come her lips are still tightly sealed despite all this?"

Carlo was sitting in the monitoring room, which was a spacious room full of surveillance equipment. There were IMF staffers clad in their uniforms inside the room, and they were busy inside with their own tasks.

Looking at the lines on the screen, Carlo's expression was gloomy as he said, "What if 131 also goes out of control like 451?"

Lucius exhaled slowly and replied, "Then, we'll have no choice but to make Midnight intervene."

"Is that really necessary? I mean, is she really worth Midnight's intervention? We only have two uses left when it comes to Midnight. I really think that we should just keep her contained and find a way to make her speak later. You ought to know when to give up temporarily; don't be stubborn."

"No, I'm not being stubborn here," Lucius said, shaking his head. "315 is not just an ordinary Anomaly. She's far more valuable than you imagine. Those sacrificial rituals aren't just conversion rituals to make more followers.

"The Mysticism Department has already deciphered part of her sacrificial rituals, and apparently, they're extremely valuable as research materials."

"Oh? What did they decipher from it?"

"They didn't tell me; my security clearance is too low."

Even though there were no answers, Carlo knew that those sacrificial rituals were extremely valuable. Otherwise, the higher-ups wouldn't have prevented access to them, who had Level 4 Security Clearance.

The conversation ended, and the monitoring room fell silent. They turned to the large screen and observed Anna with the other staffers in the room.

Just then, the screen darkened, and the lights on the ceiling turned red once again. Containment breaches were nothing new to everyone present, and they quietly waited for it to end.

When the lights on the ceiling turned white again, they immediately resumed their work.

However, Carlo felt a shiver down his spine as soon as the large screen in the monitoring room came back to life.

"Where's 315? Where did she go?!" Carlo exclaimed.

Anna was supposed to be in her cell, but her cell had become completely empty.

"How did she escape when she's paralyzed?! Quick! Track down her collar!"