If Heaven hadn't given birth to me, I would be arrogant.

In no time, amidst the terrified gazes of the other bandits, the bandit who dared to be the first to challenge Zong Ze fainted amidst hysterical screams. A soldier stepped forward and ripped off the bandit's pants. After the rats scattered in all directions, the bandit's blood-soaked lower body was exposed to the eyes of all the bandits.

"Reporting to the general," the soldier immediately reported to Zong Ze, suppressing his nausea, "This guy's genitals have been eaten by rats, and his legs are covered in scratches and bites from rats. He's unconscious now!" Although he knew that the incredibly young man in front of him was his general, there was still a hint of fear in the soldier's eyes when he looked at Zong Ze!

"Oh? He's passed out?" Zong Ze looked at the unconscious bandit with a smile. "I really didn't expect this guy to be so physically strong. Even like this, he hasn't died from blood loss. Very good, very powerful. I like it. This makes things even more fun!"

After saying that, Zong Ze lowered his head and thought for a moment, then continued, "Here's what we'll do: strip him naked, then make several cuts on his body with a knife, and then have the army's medical officer stop the bleeding!"

"General," Zong Ze gave this order. Camor, who was standing to the side, asked in confusion, "Didn't you say you were going to execute this guy? Why are you stopping his bleeding?"

"Hehe, you don't understand, do you?" Zong Ze said with a smile, "As soldiers, we must keep our word. I said I would let him die in agony. Since he hasn't died yet, it means the pain isn't deep enough. So, we need to revive him and then let him experience another kind of pain!"

"Another kind of pain?" Upon hearing Zong Ze's words, for some reason, Camor suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and the hairs on his body stood on end. "General, do you have a more terrifying torture than this rat eating a person?"

"Of course," Zong Ze said with his smile still bright: "After stopping the bleeding, coat his whole body with syrup!"

"Cover it with syrup?" Graphite asked from the side. "General, are you sure you're not mistaken? Isn't it said that sprinkling salt water on a wound is the most painful?"

Zong Ze glanced at Shi Mo: "Shi Mo, sometimes, sweetness is more painful than pain. Cover his whole body with syrup, and overnight, ants will crawl all over him. Just imagine, when he wakes up tomorrow morning, what will it feel like to feel tiny ants crawling around in his wounds, or even crawling into his body through the wounds?"

Shi Mo couldn't help but shudder: "What if he's still not awake by tomorrow morning?"

"Hehe, that's easy," Zongze chuckled. "We just need to find a way to wake him up. Coma is actually a way for humans to protect themselves. When the pain becomes unbearable, humans will faint and temporarily lose their sense of pain. But that would break my promise to him. So, if he hasn't woken up by tomorrow morning when ants are crawling all over his body, we'll have to wake him up ourselves!"

"General" Camor said, "Where did you learn these methods of torture? Just hearing about them is terrifying, let alone trying them yourself. If I were to become your enemy and be captured, it seems that my only way out would be to commit suicide before I am captured!"

"What's so special about that?" Zong Ze scoffed. "I have an even more amazing and exciting way to do it. Camor, have you ever heard of the Dancing Skin Tribe on the border of the Dragon Soaring Empire?"

"I've heard of it," Camor nodded. "I've heard that this Skin-Dancing Tribe loves to collect the skin of their enemies. After each battle, they skin the prisoners alive and hang the skin on their walls. Whoever skins the most intact skin gets more respect from their tribe!"

“That’s right,” Zong Ze nodded. “But do you know that their methods of skinning people are actually very primitive? They basically use sharp knives to skin them by hand. But often, before the skin is completely peeled off, the person being skinned dies from blood loss. And once a person dies, it’s even harder to skin them, so they rarely get a truly intact human skin. Later, they came up with another method!”

"What method?" Camor asked.

"They first made a small incision in the person's body, and then tried to blow air through the incision into the layer between the skin and flesh, attempting to obtain a complete skin in this way. However, this method was not perfect, because it required that the person being blown on absolutely not move. If they moved, the air would be blown in vain. But how could a person being skinned not move? So they had to kill the prisoners first. However, although they obtained a complete skin in this way, because it was pulled from a dead person, the skin would inevitably shrink."

When Zong Ze said this, his expression was very calm, as if he were telling an ordinary story: "However, I have a way to get a complete human skin, and if the protection measures are good, even if the skin is peeled off, the person will definitely not die within a few days. Do you want to know?"

At this moment, Shi Mo was still unaware of Zong Ze's purpose, so he naturally cooperated very well: "General, teach me! Maybe I can use the methods you teach me to become the chief of the Wu Pi tribe in the future!"

“It’s very simple,” Zongze replied. “First, dig a hole, bury the person in it, leaving only their head sticking out. Then, make an incision in the head with a knife and pour mercury in. Mercury is heavy and will slowly separate the skin from the flesh. Then, put ants on the incision. The person will feel an unbearable itch and will want to move, but the more they move, the itchier it gets. At this point, they will discover that there is another hole in their scalp. Then, with a push, the whole person will crawl out of the scalp!”

After saying that, Zongze glanced at the crowd who seemed to be about to vomit from what he had just said, blinked, and continued, "Think about it, although the person crawled out, a layer of their skin was still left in the pit. Isn't that the best way to get the person alive but with intact skin?"

"Moreover," Zongze seemed to be getting excited and continued, "Although that person has no skin, he is still alive. I think I can try to keep this person alive as much as possible and see if his skin can grow back. If it can, we can get a continuous supply of human skin from one person. That would be a great deal!"

After saying that, Zong Ze glanced at the bandits, seemingly trying to find a guinea pig among them.