Mythology: Ragnarok

Chapter 335 Hell

Press replied, puzzled, "Why be afraid? These are the facts. In your eyes, is the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Races so despicable? Daring to do it but not daring to admit it, only using childish tricks like distorting the facts to save face? Face is earned through real ability, not through deception. The Kingdom of Ten Thousand Races is not so lacking in confidence. The crime of hypocrisy is a sin that His Majesty the Emperor has always tried his best to avoid, because it is the greatest sin in the development of civilization."

His Majesty the Dragon God once said, "Problems are not meant to be covered up, but to be solved. Deception will only make us worse than animals." Therefore, no media outlet in the Kingdom of Myriad Races is allowed to publish false or exaggerated propaganda, let alone conceal or deliberately reduce figures to commit fraud. All information released to the public must be accurate and as close to the facts as possible. You can even apply to the authorities to share information on any event you want to report. As long as it is not related to state secrets, the Kingdom of Myriad Races can share information about spiritual particles with those media outlets.

Otherwise, if a report is found to contain significantly discrepancies in the figures, the law of the Kingdom of Myriad Races stipulates at the very least that the perpetrator be executed by slow slicing. Incidentally, this law also applies to commercial advertising and other commercial media activities. The Kingdom of Myriad Races' message is clear: 'If you don't want to die, then you'd better behave yourself and do things honestly and diligently,' because the Kingdom of Myriad Races has zero tolerance for media fraud.

Xuanyuan Muze said in disbelief, "Aren't you really afraid at all that those incidents will cause public outrage?"

Press dismissively stated, "We resolved these incidents as quickly as possible and compensated the affected population as much as possible. Why would that incite public outrage? Besides, our military strength is far beyond what numbers can compensate for. Even if someone wanted to cause trouble, so what? The combined population of all planets is only a mere hundred million. There's no need for His Majesty the Emperor to personally intervene, nor for the army or mages to get involved. The police force of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Races is more than enough to easily annihilate them." (A "times" is a unit of measurement, one "time" equals 10 to the power of 44.)

Absolute strength breeds absolute confidence. We are never afraid of the consequences of the truth, so we never need lies. Or rather, doesn't the moment you need lies to maintain something prove that you are an absolute weakling?

Such behavior is despised by the Kingdom of All Races and forbidden by His Majesty the Dragon God. Lies are mostly a despicable means used by the weak to try to cheat others out of what does not belong to them. Lies are unnecessary. Don't tell me white lies. A lie is a lie and cannot be made to be true. If you deceive others in the name of good intentions, you will only cause them greater suffering in the end. Even if you are a master liar and use countless truths to induce others to weave an impeccable lie, it is still a lie and will be exposed sooner or later unless it becomes true.

And when it's exposed, you will bear the accumulated cost, a consequence you simply cannot afford!

Xuanyuan Muze shook his head, disagreeing, and retorted, "Your ideas are always too extreme. Forget it, I won't argue with you about this this time. But speaking of which, what exactly is Hell? Why is it the highest form of punishment in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Races? Is it some kind of prison?"

After a moment's thought, Pres replied, "It's not exactly a prison, but Hell is indeed the highest penal institution in the Kingdom of All Races. Words are inadequate. How about this, I'll take you there and let the person in charge of Hell explain its functions and roles to you."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Yuan Mu Ze immediately became interested and readily agreed, "Alright, I'm really curious about what kind of punishment is even more terrifying than being torn to pieces."

Pres gave a mysterious smile, then stared at Xuan Yuan Muze and advised, "I'll give you another piece of advice: don't go there while you're eating. The smells and sights there are rather nauseating."

Seeing Pres's familiar smile, Xuan Yuan Muze's stomach suddenly twitched for some reason. At this moment, a familiar sense of foreboding enveloped Xuan Yuan Muze's heart, but curiosity still drove him to find out what was going on.

……

thirty minutes later

Xuanyuan Muze and Press arrived at a somewhat barren planet through a spatial portal. Unlike habitable planets, this planet did not have an atmosphere to block cosmic radiation, resulting in extremely extreme temperature variations on its surface. Fortunately, both of them were wearing nano-armor, so the harsh environment did not endanger their lives. Led by Press, Xuanyuan Muze arrived at the colony base on this planet. It was a massive base made of black metal, which looked like a forest from a distance. Because the planet's gravity was not high, these buildings were built very tall, like a steel forest standing on the barren surface, becoming the only scenery here.

Pres led Xuanyuan Muze into the base without any hindrance. As they entered this black steel forest, a Zerg creature with an appearance that defied human aesthetics greeted them happily, saying, "Welcome, Captain Pres, and this traveler from afar. Your presence is an honor to our humble abode."

Pres pointed at Xuanyuan Muze and said, "This distinguished guest is very curious about Hell and hopes you can show him around. I have some things to attend to, so I'll leave this to you. However, this distinguished guest is human, so you'd better be careful, or you'll be in big trouble if His Majesty finds out."

The Zergling rubbed his hands together and replied, "Don't worry, Your Excellency Press, I wouldn't dare to neglect His Majesty's guest."

Press then turned and left, leaving Xuanyuan Muze with the terrifying insectoid creature that looked like a centipede incarnate.

Then the Zerg greeted Xuanyuan Muze, saying, "Hi, honored guest, I am the chief administrator of Hell. My name is Alberto. Please come in. I will give you a brief introduction to Hell, which was personally created by our Emperor, and the value it has brought to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Races."

So, with a mix of trepidation and excitement, Xuanyuan Muze followed Alberto. The time that followed would give Xuanyuan Muze a deeper understanding of the word "brutality."

"Distinguished guest, please look ahead. This is the anti-suicide rehabilitation that every prisoner who comes to Hell undergoes. We will pull out all their teeth and cut off their hands and feet to prevent them from committing suicide. Therefore, every prisoner here eats liquid food. After all, in Hell, every prisoner is an important toy for us, and we can't let them die."

Looking at the prisoners screaming in agony in the reformatory, Xuan Yuan Muze felt a wave of nausea wash over him, making him want to vomit up everything left in his stomach. But he forced himself to endure the nausea and asked, "Aren't you going to use anesthesia on those prisoners? Won't they suffer to death like this?"

Alberto explained, “Don’t worry, we are all very professional. Pain can be fatal because the pain feedback signals are too strong, causing the body to overload and go into shock. Our law enforcement officers have the most professional techniques and experience, as well as instruments to adjust the pain feedback, so that each prisoner can experience extreme pain during the process without fainting. Rest assured, we are very skilled at torturing life, and we will never let them die so easily. After all, it would be a dereliction of duty for us to make prisoners comfortable for even a second.”