Starting from Robinson Crusoe

Chen Zhou had endured a whole night, fatigue welling up inside him, both mentally and physically exhausted, he no longer wished to deal with this cunning fellow.

The "stick figure communication method" was indeed too inefficient.

The intelligence he needed was mostly obtained from the natives; the details the Spaniards could provide were merely icing on the cake.

Seeing his pitiful appearance when pleading with snot and tears, it was clear this guy was not a mere bag of bones.

Chen Zhou did not want to continue spending energy in a cat-and-mouse game with the brown-haired fellow, nor did he wish to imprison him and slowly extract the remaining value—

There were too few people on the island, watching this guy would require more effort than keeping an eye on the natives, considering the "brown-haired guy" was far more cunning than the natives.

He had already made up his mind—

After waking up, select a flat piece of land close to the woodland by the farmland and set up a gallows.

Then let this guy who was willing to sacrifice for his companions be responsible for the first test of the gallows.

When the brown-haired fellow is hanged, all the natives would appreciate the death state of this "stubborn one" in front of the gallows.

Of course, it wouldn’t matter if the natives missed this "spectacle"—

The brown-haired fellow’s corpse would remain hanging on the gallows until it rotted away or until the next unlucky one was chosen.

This was the most appropriate warning. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

At least for now, Chen Zhou thought so.

...

"Take him away!"

Chen Zhou said to Saturday, rubbing his swollen temples and added a few more words.

"His performance was totally inadequate, don’t give him breakfast before he works today.

Before you return to the cabin, you and Sunday strip off his outer garment first, wash it clean and hang it dry, it might come in handy sometime."

While speaking, Chen Zhou tidied up the paper and pen on the table, and casually took the flashlight from the rack.

He glanced at the guy with a fixed death date.

In front of Werner, Chen Zhou directed the flashlight towards the cave wall, and gently pressed it.

The dazzling beam of light instantly illuminated all the details on the wall, each grain of sand and stone clearly visible.

Smiling slightly at Werner, Chen Zhou twisted the front of the flashlight, adjusting the focus.

The concentrated beam immediately spread out, turning into a large circular spot of light, with significantly reduced brightness.

"Understand?

You’ve never seen this, have you!"

Chen Zhou’s tone was particularly bland, with an undertone of condescension.

He flicked the switch to the strobe mode button, and the interrogation room instantly fell into a state of rhythmic light and dark changes.

...

The brightness changed so dramatically that Werner squinted to adapt to the environment.

He watched in disbelief, watching the "ghost" with that glowing thick stick in hand.

Although understanding where the light was coming from, a chilling fear surged within his heart—

Some secrets he could know, but some secrets could be deadly.

Clearly, this was one of the world’s most dangerous secrets.

"No!

No, no, no!"

Intense anxiety flooded his mind, as if foreseeing his own death, Werner waved his hands repeatedly, preferring he never witnessed this scene.

Yet no one cared.

Saturday roughly pulled the man from the chair, then tied Werner’s arms behind him with a rope, leading the soft, powerless body of Werner, who was overcome with terror, to the long table.

By this time, Chen Zhou had already turned off the strong light flashlight.

He grabbed Werner by the collar, forcefully lifting him up, and taken him to the other side of the long table.

"Saturday, you should strip him fully later, don’t leave him with a single garment.

I’m afraid he would dirty this garment when he dies.

What a pity..."