Doomsday Code

The servant took the gold coins and immediately went to order food.

After everyone left, Anthony sat opposite Chen Cheng, looked him in the eye, and said:

Why did you stop?

Chen Cheng shifted his gaze from the scenery outside the window, then pointed out to Anthony and said:

"Isn't the scenery outside beautiful?"

Although it is already deep winter, due to its geographical climate, the Kingdom of Como truly enjoys a spring-like climate all year round, and at this time of year, one can still see beautiful scenery with flowers blooming all over the mountains.

Anthony glanced at it and then replied:

"The flowers outside are roses, of course they are beautiful."

"Since it's so beautiful, why are you in such a hurry to die? Is it that the beauty of this world can no longer hold your heart?"

Chen Cheng's writing was beautiful, with a unique sense of poignant beauty, but to Anthony it sent a chill down his spine.

Clearly, Chen Cheng had no intention of letting him live. He was merely a living map; once he arrived at his destination, that would be his death day.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and the servant boy came in with wine and food.

"A pot of fine wine can dispel a thousand sorrows, and several kinds of demon meat can be stir-fried. Please enjoy, gentlemen."

After placing the wine and dishes down, the servant left.

By this time, Anthony had adjusted his mindset. He picked up the flask, poured himself a glass, and then said:

"I'll say it again, the faster the better..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Chen Cheng's chopsticks flew past his ear with a whoosh, and then he heard a muffled groan from next door.

Chen Cheng reached out and snatched the wine glass from his hand, then said:

"Bring the person over here."

After saying that, Chen Cheng downed the entire glass of wine in one gulp.

Anthony glanced at the wine glass in Chen Cheng's hand, unable to utter the words he wanted to say. Seeing Chen Cheng's grimacing expression, he had no choice but to get up and drag the man away.

A groan came from behind as Anthony walked in, dragging a middle-aged man whose hand had been pierced by chopsticks and had stabbed into his forehead.

The man was thrown to the ground, his pierced hand connected to his head, which was now in a gesture of covering his face.

When he looked up, he saw Chen Cheng put down his wine glass. Seeing the empty glass, the man's eyes were filled with horror.

"Don't be surprised, this medicine of yours is quite strong. It must have been prepared by a pharmacist. It almost knocked me out, really by a hair's breadth."

Not only was the man shocked, but Anthony was also shocked; he never expected that his drink would be drugged.

The next moment, Anthony drew his sword from his waist and was about to rush out.

Chen Cheng stopped him and said:

"Where are you going? Are you trying to escape?"

"If they dare to poison me, I'll go and kill them."

Chen Cheng tapped the table and said:

“Sit down. The poison wasn’t added by the shopkeeper, and the alcohol wasn’t poisoned either. The poison is in this cup, and the poison inside isn’t even real poison. It only dissolves in alcohol and forms a neurotoxin when it comes into contact with high concentrations of alcohol.”

Chen Cheng smacked his lips as he recalled the taste of the drink.

Then Chen Cheng smiled and looked at the man on the ground, thought for a moment, and said:

"Good technique, and you even know the dissolution ratio. It seems you've studied chemistry."

"You must be one of those secret guards, right? You actually used my things against me!"

To Anthony, Chen Cheng's words seemed somewhat absurd, but to the man on the ground, they were like a thunderbolt.

Because many things are known only to intelligence personnel like them.

However, the man's mental fortitude was quite strong. Although his heart was filled with mixed feelings, he still maintained a bewildered and frightened expression.

Chen Cheng didn't intend for him to admit his identity. He poured himself another glass of wine, then picked it up and said:

"I haven't even drunk this cup yet. You probably know the effects of this medicine better than I do. So, are you going to tell me the truth or do you want me to feed it to you before you tell me?"

The man looked at the glass of wine in Chen Cheng's hand; he was well aware of the effects of the medicine in it.

This is the latest masterpiece of their secret guards. As long as someone drinks it, it can instantly break down the interrogator's psychological defenses, causing him to vomit everything he wants while he is in a hallucination.

It can be said to be a special magic potion even more powerful than the Truth Potion in Chen Cheng's previous life.

Although Chen Cheng didn't know anything about pharmacology, he could roughly guess that they had used the ethanol in the wine and then used a special method to amplify its effect on reducing nerve excitability.

This weakens the subject's resistance, and then, by adding hallucinogenic drugs, it can achieve the purpose of interrogation.

Furthermore, the person being interrogated may not even realize it, and will only think that they were drunk and had a strange dream.

The man never expected that he would stumble here.

According to the rules of the secret guards, the first rule is suicide, and if suicide is not possible, the secret guards must at least cover their identities.

So without Chen Cheng having to lift a finger, he simply revealed his identity as a Seeker of Gods.

"My friend, I've really messed up this time. I was working for Lord Fisher Doug, trying to extract information from passing God Seekers so that I could find the God Ascendant for Lord Fisher Doug."

"Are you looking for the Ascended God? But I've heard that the Ascended God went to the capital and is going to appear in the Council of Representatives. Don't you know that?"

Chen Cheng asked with a half-smile.

"Of course I know, but I'm not sure, so I thought of using this method to confirm it."

The man shamelessly put on a fawning smile.

After hearing this, Chen Cheng nodded, put down his wine glass, and then told Anthony not to just stand by and watch, but to eat quickly, otherwise the servants would have to come and clear the dishes later.

The man watched silently as Chen Cheng and his companion clinked glasses and drank until the table was empty.

Wiping his mouth, Chen Cheng picked up the glass of wine again, then smiled at the man on the ground. The next moment, he grabbed the man by the collar and left through the window.

Seeing Chen Cheng disappear, Anthony didn't run away. Instead, he found a mop in the room and cleaned up the blood the man had spilled on the floor.

After he finished mopping the floor, Chen Cheng returned, put the cups and chopsticks down, and then clapped his hands and said:

"Go back and rest. We'll continue our journey early tomorrow morning."

Anthony didn't ask where the man had gone, but nodded and asked:

"Do we need to be on alert tonight?"

Chen Cheng stretched and said:

"Don't think so badly of people. This is an inn; no one will come here at night."

"Also, when you go out, please put the dishes and chopsticks outside so that someone can come and clean them up."

Anthony picked up the bowl and chopsticks from the table, closed the door, and left.

Chen Cheng leaned against the bed, looking at the moon peeking out from the clouds, his mind preoccupied with the information he had just obtained.

As he suspected, the Kingdom of Como was intentionally spreading news of the Ascended Gods, though their purpose was currently unknown.

As for whether Chen Cheng's identity as an ascendant of God had been leaked by the church, Chen Cheng believed that the church would not be so foolish as to do that.

Because this would not only not harm him, but would only bring him positive benefits.

After all, the idea that the emperor is a god on earth has been around for a long time. Now, telling the world that he, Chen, is a true god is just adding a positive deterrent buff to his imperial status.