Zhou Hu’s fingers passed through the dissipating phantom, touching nothing but air.
Immediately following that, a sharp and peerless mental blade slammed violently into his mind!
【Mental Shock】!
Caught off guard, Zhou Hu let out a muffled groan as his brain was instantly plunged into a state of intense, stabbing pain!
The pain felt as if thousands of steel needles were piercing his consciousness core simultaneously, causing his perception and thoughts to grind to a complete halt for a moment!
His body swayed violently, and his face turned as pale as paper!
However, this state only lasted for an instant. By the time he recovered from the mental shock and opened his eyes, he saw that Su Wan had already rushed up the steps!
Her figure stumbled slightly, as if she had tripped on a step, and she pitched forward, looking as though she was about to fall.
Zhou Hu’s eyes instantly turned bloodshot!
His prize had slipped right through his fingers like that?!
Without any hesitation, driven by explosive rage, his body shot forward like an arrow released from a bow, charging up the steps!
He had to catch her!
He absolutely had to catch her!
Zhou Hu’s figure lunged up the steps, his right hand reaching out like an iron clamp toward the back of Su Wan’s neck—
He failed to notice that, at that very moment, he had crossed an invisible boundary.
“Buzz—!”
The entire world went silent.
Zhou Hu’s body froze solid on the steps.
His right hand remained extended in a grasping motion, less than ten centimeters away from the back of Su Wan’s neck.
But those ten centimeters became an eternal chasm that could never be crossed.
He couldn't move.
He couldn't even move a single finger.
His consciousness was still functioning, and his thoughts were still turning, but his body was pinned to the spot by an indescribable, absolute power.
It was the suppression of rules.
It was the supreme will within this domain.
Zhou Hu’s pupils constricted violently, his eyes filled with horror and disbelief.
He desperately tried to activate his ability core, attempting to break free from this restraint, but his powerful Level 3 Late Stage strength was as futile as an ant trying to shake a tree in the face of this Rule Power.
Su Wan’s figure slowly stood up straight in front of him.
She turned around and looked at Zhou Hu, who was frozen on the steps, a wave of lingering fear washing over her.
Just a little more.
If she had been just a tiny bit slower, she would have been finished out there today.
Su Wan massaged her neck, which was aching from being gripped so hard, then looked at Zhou Hu and issued a command to C1 through the system:
【C1, prepare an interrogation room. It needs to be soundproof, enclosed, and equipped with surveillance.】
【Command received. The interrogation room is ready.】
A few minutes later, the restraint on Zhou Hu’s body gradually loosened.
The moment he regained his ability to move, his first instinct was to resist—
But he was met by the cold mechanical arms of the two robots, C1 and C2.
A Level 3 Late Stage Ability User was an invincible existence in front of ordinary people.
But in the face of the robots and the rules of this domain, he didn't even have the right to struggle.
Zhou Hu was escorted through the hallway to a sealed room in a corner of the first floor.
The room wasn't large, about ten square meters, with concrete walls on all four sides and a dim emergency light overhead.
An iron chair sat in the corner.
“Sit,” Su Wan said, standing at the door and pointing toward the chair.
Zhou Hu stared at her, his gaze so dark it could practically drip ink.
But he did not resist.
He walked silently to the iron chair and sat down.
Su Wan sat opposite him, with a distance of three meters between them.
C1 and C2 stood behind her, their electronic eyes flashing red as they locked onto Zhou Hu’s every move.
“Who are you?” Su Wan asked, getting straight to the point.
Zhou Hu remained silent.
“From Panshi Company? The City Defense Force? Or some other faction?”
Zhou Hu continued to stay silent.
Su Wan sighed. “If you don't tell me, I can still find out. It’ll just take a bit of time.”
She raised her hand and lightly snapped her fingers.
Zhou Hu’s body instantly stiffened.
That familiar, irresistible Rule Power descended once again, pinning him firmly to the chair.
“On my territory, I have plenty of ways to make you talk.” Su Wan stood up, walked over to him, and looked down at him from above.
“For example, I can start by letting you experience a fate worse than death.”
She raised her hand and lightly pressed her fingertip against Zhou Hu’s forehead.
Zhou Hu’s pupils constricted sharply.
An intense pain radiated from his forehead, feeling as if countless ants were crawling and biting inside his brain!
It was a direct stimulation of mental power, a pain far more unbearable than any physical punishment!
His body trembled violently, veins bulged on his forehead, and his teeth chattered from the strain, yet he couldn't make a single sound.
Ten seconds later, the pain vanished.
Zhou Hu gasped for air, his entire body drenched in cold sweat.
Su Wan took a step back and looked at him. “Now, are you willing to talk?”
Zhou Hu looked up and stared at her.
In that gaze, besides pain and fear, there was a trace of disbelief.
“You... just who the hell are you?”
Su Wan smiled slightly. “Haven't I already told you? You just didn't want to believe it.”
Zhou Hu was stunned.
Then, a strange expression appeared on his face—one of disbelief, mockery, and absurdity.
“You? You’re the owner of the Terminal Station?” he spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse. “No! Impossible...”
“Why is it impossible?”
“How old are you?” Zhou Hu stared at her. “Early twenties? A slip of a girl like you, with only Level 3 Early Stage strength—you expect me to believe you run a place this big? That you protect hundreds of people?”
Su Wan didn't say anything, just watched him quietly.
Zhou Hu continued, “I’ve lived in the Ruin Zone for over thirty years. What kind of people haven't I seen?”
“The kind of person who can support a place like this—which one of them isn't a ruthless veteran of the world? Which one hasn't taken at least a hundred lives?”
“You?” He let out a cold laugh. “Your acting is so clumsy I could see through it at a glance. You can't even hide your emotions properly. In those eyes of yours, there isn't even the ruthlessness of someone who has killed!”
“How could you possibly be the owner of the Terminal Station?”
Su Wan fell silent after hearing this.
A moment later, she smiled.
There was no anger in that smile, only a hint of faint helplessness.
“Zhou Hu, do you know what your biggest problem is?”
Zhou Hu didn't speak.
“You trust your own judgment too much.” Su Wan looked at him and said slowly,
“You decided I was just some slip of a girl, so you refused to believe I could be the owner of the Terminal Station.”
“You decided the owner had to be some ruthless veteran, so you refused to believe someone in their early twenties could achieve all this.”
“Your experience, your background, your intuition... they helped you survive in the apocalypse for thirty years, but they’ve also made you stubborn, arrogant, and conceited.”
Zhou Hu opened his mouth as if to say something, but no words came out.
Su Wan didn't waste any more breath on him and waved a hand at C1.
“Search him. Take everything he has on him.”
C1 stepped forward, its mechanical arms searching Zhou Hu quickly and precisely.
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