"I, I, I—" Fan Tugui stammered, "I was just saying it casually. I don't have a wife or children. I've always been a bachelor. I, I, I haven't crossed the line. I can hate West University, and I can love East University! Wuwuwu, please don't kill me!"

"People like you—" Li Hai shook his head and sighed, "Should be cut into a thousand pieces."

With that, several burly men in black robes, carrying various sizes of knives, appeared out of thin air, quickly walked around the terrified Fan Tugui, and began to cut him into a thousand pieces.

"Ah ah ah ah, please ah ah ah ah, spare me ah ah ah!!!"

For a moment, waves of extremely shrill screams enveloped the remaining sixteen people, terrifying them all to the point of turning pale and trembling all over.

"Wang Weiheng."

Li Hai strolled to the continuously trembling Wang Weiheng, observing him and saying indifferently, "Heh, another colonist."

"I, I, I, please, please—" Wang Weiheng was so scared that tears and snot flowed, he couldn't even speak clearly, only able to tremble uncontrollably.

Li Hai was too lazy to waste words on such a person, so he slightly raised his hand.

Pfft!

A stick covered in barbs and thorns suddenly burst out of the grassland beneath Wang Weiheng, directly piercing into his chrysanthemum.

"Ngh ah!!!" Wang Weiheng immediately cried out in pain and wailed, "Ah ah ah wuwuwu, spare me ah ah ah, I can't take it, please ah ah ah!"

As Wang Weiheng cried and wailed, the thorny long stick that had penetrated his body suddenly rotated at high speed, rapidly spewing out hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of pounds of ink from the inside out, causing him to swell step by step into the appearance of a giant black figure.

Finally, with a "shatter," it exploded, splattering ink and blood all over the dozen or so Reincarnators nearby, also scaring them into continuous trembling, fearing that Li Hai would treat them the same way.

Fortunately, Li Hai's twisted sense of humor had largely been satisfied by this point, so he had no intention of tormenting these people further.

What Li Hai wanted more now was information about the Main God Space.

He walked up to Huang Changyu and leisurely asked:

"Tell me, is there any way for me to enter the Main God Space?"

"Ah?!" Huang Changyu exclaimed in shock, "You, you even know about these things?"

"My patience is very limited," Li Hai said indifferently, "Quickly tell me how to enter the Main God Space, otherwise—"

"I really can't say."

Huang Changyu said directly with a bitter face, "Once I reveal the information, I will—I will die."

"You'll be deducted points until you die, right?" Li Hai chuckled, then his expression turned cold, "Whether you die or not has nothing to do with me. What I want is information!"

"Go to hell!" Huang Changyu roared with a ferocious face, "I'd rather die, I won't tell you anything."

"Tsk tsk tsk, truly have backbone."

Li Hai grinned, "Good, very good. I think—you, with Wolverine's bloodline, should be able to withstand five times. No, ten times the thousand cuts."

With that, he snapped his fingers.

Snap!

Immediately, a group of black-robed strong men carrying various knives appeared out of thin air, rushing to the pale-faced Huang Changyu and began to cut him into a thousand pieces.

And an iron rod covered in barbs and thorns also emerged from the ground beneath Huang Changyu, fiercely piercing into his body.

Thus, screams much louder than those of Fan Tugui and Wang Weiheng echoed across this blood-red grassland.

At the same time, Li Hai began to interrogate Qu Rijing:

"You see? This is what happens when you're stubborn. I'm telling you clearly, you will die, but you can choose how you die, whether it's a quick death or a painful one."

"I—" Qu Rijing sighed in despair, "I choose—a quick death."

"Very good, you're a smart person."

Li Hai smiled and nodded, "Now, tell me how to enter the Main God Space."

"You can't enter."

Qu Rijing shook his head and slowly said, "I once, out of curiosity, specifically inquired about the recruitment standards for Reincarnators in the Main God.

The Main God's standard is that only players of a certain specific game in the time and space where we are located can be selected into the Space when facing a life's crossroads."

"Using game players as the selection group, tsk, that's really strange."

Li Hai frowned, "Then, isn't there any—plot character invitation letter or something like that?"

"No," Qu Rijing said with a ashen face, "There has never been such a thing."

"Alright."

Li Hai said with some reluctance, "Then, what specific game did you just mention? Which game's players will be chosen by the Main God Space to be Reincarnators?"

"Primordial Spirit," Qu Rijing said.

Li Hai: "..."

"Damn, your Main God is actually a Primordial Spirit fanatic!"

"No, isn't this a bit too childish?!"

Li Hai frowned, utterly confused, "What if the company that developed this 'Primordial Spirit' game goes bankrupt? Will the Main God Space also go bankrupt?"

"Not so."

Qu Rijing shook his head and slowly said, "According to the Main God, the game 'Primordial Spirit' has been embedded into the Earth civilization of our time and space by the Main God's creator in the form of an abstract concept.

So as long as human civilization exists, the game 'Primordial Spirit' will inevitably continue to exist. Even if the company that developed this game goes bankrupt, other companies will inexplicably take over the game and keep it running."

"But—"

Li Hai frowned, still somewhat confused, and asked, "Won't the major powers on your Earth be suspicious of this? Won't they send people to investigate?"

"What if they're suspicious, what if they investigate?"

Qu Rijing said faintly, "The greatness of Primordial Spirit needs no further words, and the greatness of the Main God's creator also needs no further words. Those tiny Mortal nations are incapable of any countermeasures."

At this point, he looked at Li Hai gloomily and smiled tragically: "My points have been deducted to the bottom. You can only ask one more question."

"Hmm~" Li Hai fretted, "For a moment, I really don't know what to ask. Tsk, what should I ask?

Oh, right, is there any way to attract the attention of the Main God, so that it continuously dispatches Reincarnators to this world?"

"No."

Qu Rijing glanced at Huang Changyu, who had already finished one round of torture not far away, and sighed with a complex mix of emotions and despair:

"I'll give you one last piece of information."

"Alright," Li Hai nodded happily, "Tell me."

"The 'place' where I am is not actually called the Main God Space; that's a general term."

He said faintly, "Its official name is the Collapse Emperor Domain."

After saying this, Qu Rijing, both in the dream and in reality, completely disappeared from this world.

Leaving behind only a set of clothes and a bracelet with the character 'Storage' (chǔ, meaning store/reserve) written on it.