Beyond humanity...

Mule's expression froze slightly, acutely aware of the special meaning hidden in the other party's words.

He was about to ask a question,

But Bee put his legs down, leaned forward, glanced at his watch, and said faintly, "We're here."

The ship rocked gently, and the liquid in the glass swayed with it.

Bee stood up from the chair.

Fury, who had been listening silently, hurriedly drained his glass, wiped his mouth, stood up, and respectfully hung his hands at his sides.

Mule also stood up. Through the windows on the wall of the captain's cabin, he could see the land outside.

"Please follow me."

Bee nodded slightly, strode out of the cabin, and led the two to the deck.

"That counts as passing the test, right?"

Li Ang floated behind Mule and said calmly, "What Bee said just now was hinting that the Underworld values Attorney Kevin very much.

They are willing to give him some benefits, and may even directly elevate him beyond the ordinary."

The Black Steed, floating behind, clicked its tongue with a complicated expression, and couldn't help but ask, "Shadow Bro... did you really come up with all that just now on the spot?"

"Thinking as I speak."

Li Ang said calmly, "Our employer is playing the role of a lawyer who jumped ship from being a prosecutor.

Combined with Fury's previous rainbow farts of praise,

And the torture-king cases Bee asked about,

He may still be an Anglo-American law professional with morals and conscience.

As long as you put yourself in that character's shoes,

It's easy to imagine what that character would say."

Black Steed felt a slight pain in the ass, "...Easy?"

"Of course,"

Li Ang nodded, and said earnestly, "Empathy is the ability to experience the inner world of others.

When I have nothing better to do,

I often create imaginary virtual friends in my mind,

Like a domineering CEO who doesn't need toilet paper when he goes to the bathroom;

An urban soldier king who likes to live in a doghouse to experience life;

A genius inventor who invented a pedal-powered wheelchair, a massage coffin, and winter mosquitoes;

A top serial killer who has escaped countless times, but was arrested for having obsessive-compulsive disorder and doing a big cleaning in the victim's home;

Giving them full characters, having brain conversations with them, learning their advantages,

Developing to the extreme, even letting virtual friends take control of the body to help you work and study, it's just unbelievably convenient."

"That's not a virtual friend at all!"

Black Steed exclaimed, "That's just a symptom of schizophrenia, okay?!"

Li Ang suddenly shuddered, then turned his head, staring at Black Steed, and slowly corrected in a completely different low, magnetic voice, "This is not schizophrenia, to be precise, it is dissociative identity disorder.

I am honored to meet you again, Mr. Terminator.

I would like to say hello to you on behalf of the thirty or so brothers and sisters in my brain."

"..."

Black Steed was startled by Li Ang's straight, eerie gaze, and screamed loudly in his heart, 'Damn! Doesn't this guy really have multiple personalities?!'

Li Ang looked at Black Steed's horrified expression, paused deeply for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed and returned to normal, "Hahaha, just kidding, you didn't really think I had multiple personalities, did you?"

"Ha... ha..."

Black Steed chuckled awkwardly a few times, imperceptibly wiping the cold sweat from his palms on both sides of his pants.

A teammate who is both a drama queen and powerful... is really annoying!

Their interaction fell into the eyes of Forest Cat and the Witch.

Forest Cat just thought the two were a bit odd—most high-level players in the Killing Game were a bit weird.

The Witch raised an eyebrow, but said nothing, silently calculating in her heart, 'This Shadow Man is quite capable, no wonder Mule likes him and invited him to join the strategy team.

Hmm... after the mission is over, maybe I can ask Mule for this person's information?'

The Syndicate, the organization the Witch belonged to, had twelve chief members,

In pairs, working together.

Only when one group died could the people below replace them.

The Witch had no objections to her current partner.

She only wanted to inquire about Li Ang's information now as a member of the organization, screening talents for the organization.

This short interlude did not affect Mule from following Bee onto the deck.

At this moment, the ship had crossed the River Styx and reached the other shore.

This side of the riverbank was also empty and desolate. The only difference was that a transparent hollow glass cylinder stood on the shore, reaching straight into the clouds.

The hollow cylinder was about thirty meters in diameter, with a door on the side close to the River Styx. The inside floor was covered with soft beige carpet.

A circle of seats surrounded one side of the inner wall, and a vending machine was placed on the innermost side.

Overall, it looked a bit like an entertainment facility in an amusement park?

Bang—

The deck on one side of the freighter popped out again, turning into downward-sloping steps.

Bee stepped on the steps, walked in front, and introduced to Mule, "This is the automatic elevator that goes directly to Paradise Mountain."

Mule was stunned when he heard this, "Paradise Mountain has an elevator?"

"Of course, otherwise, how do you think Underworld officials commute to work?"

Bee said naturally, "Although Paradise Mountain is a man-made concept,

But it has now become the workplace of Underworld officials.

All staff members rely on automatic elevators to travel to and from the vast territory of the Underworld."

As he spoke,

Bee had already arrived in front of the giant glass cylinder. He snapped his fingers, and the door on the outside of the cylinder slid open inward,

Leading the two into it and sitting on the seats.

The door closed automatically,

From the ceiling, pale blue light shone down.

"Hello, passengers and friends, welcome to the Mountain Goat brand super-concentrated strawberry bitter gourd drink-sponsored brand train. This train is train DM, from the River Styx bus station to the ninth floor of the Paradise Mountain council hall. Smoking is prohibited throughout the train. Please fasten your seat belts. Next stop, Paradise Mountain."

A soft, mechanical female voice echoed in the room.

Bee and Fury skillfully pulled out their seat belts from behind the seats and fastened them.

Mule imitated them, and couldn't help but ask, "What is Mountain Goat brand super-concentrated strawberry bitter gourd drink?"

"Oh, that's a specialty of the Underworld. It's very popular here,"

Fury explained, "Although the special environment of the Underworld will amplify the emotional feelings of the spirits,

But over time, even the most intense sensory stimulation will become numb and slight.

Only super-concentrated vegetable and fruit juice drinks can touch spirits like us who have accumulated over the years.

However, some untrained new spirits will give the super-concentrated strawberry bitter gourd drink the evaluation of 'seeing hell after drinking it'.

For newbies, it is best to start with ordinary drinks such as fried pork chop sandwich drink or Shabinu pineapple juice."

Bee interjected in a timely manner, "I personally recommend watermelon clam soup even more."

"Oh? Lord Bee actually likes salty and sweet flavors?" Fury nodded, "That's really good taste."

What's so good about it! Are the tongues of you people in the Underworld all messed up??

Mule complained wildly in his heart, but there was no expression on his face.

The glass cylinder trembled slowly. Mule felt a force from below, changing from weak to strong. Looking outward, he could see the scenery below shrinking rapidly.

He saw the freighter parked on the riverbank,

Saw the densely packed lines of souls lined up along the River Styx,

Saw the 5G base stations made of countless twisted monsters,

Saw the giant city where billions of souls lived.

Ten thousand worlds, all in sight.

The elevator rose rapidly, breaking through the gloomy clouds in the blink of an eye.

Black Steed and others silently admired the grandeur and vastness of the Underworld.

Bee and Fury looked calm.

Mule couldn't help but reach out and grab the railings on both sides of the seat, tightening his face to resist the load brought by the acceleration.

After a long time, the elevator finally began to slow down, until it stopped completely.

Ding-dong—

As the prompt sounded, the elevator door slid open to one side.

Appearing in front of the players was a circular council hall.

A circle of thirteen high platforms was placed around the hall, each with a chair behind it.

Five Dinosaur Lords and seven human councilors looked down condescendingly at the transparent elevator and Mule in the elevator.