Armipotent
Chapter 100 - Punishment And Reward - Part 1
Tang Shaoyang opened his eyes as Origin's voice rang in his head, waking him up from his slumber. He opened his eyes and immediately got up from the bed. He went to the bathroom and washed his face.
It was still so early in the morning, the sun had not risen yet. However, he had something to do. He changed his clothes into a black plain shirt and black long pants.
Tang Shaoyang went to the fridge and got a bottle of milk to fresh him up. It was around 4 am, he was not going to wake the kitchen people to make him a coffee. After finishing his milk, he went out of the room silently, making sure he did not wake Zhang Mengyao who was still sleeping on the bed.
After that, he went to the elevator, he pressed the number 2 button. He needed something from the cafeteria before he went for his business.
When he arrived on the second floor, he was surprised there were still people in the kitchen. It was four middle-aged men, they were wearing a white apron.
"Leader!" The four kitchen staff greeted Tang Shaoyang simultaneously. They called him Leader instead of Boss, more appropriate so he did not look like a gangster leader or something.
"Mnnn," he nodded his head, "Can you get me a jar of salt and a butcher knife?" The four kitchen staff did not know what the Leader wanted to do with a butcher knife and a jar of salt. None of them did dare to ask too so they just gave what Tang Shaoyang wanted immediately.
He took the jar and the knife, but he then stopped midway and turned around, "Also, can you get me a cup of coffee? The usual one,"
"Yes, your coffee will be ready shortly," the leader of the four replied. The reason why the night shift existed was because of Tang Shaoyang, the kitchen was prepared to get ready anytime for him. After receiving the order, four of them moved up.
One got the cup, one looked for the recipe on the wall. A recipe for Tang Shaoyang's coffee was stuck on the wall. One poured the coffee and the last one added the sugar. The leader of the four mixed the coffee cautiously. Two minutes after that, the coffee was placed in front of Tang Shaoyang.
"Thank you for the coffee," Tang Shaoyang raises the cup with his left hand as he thanked the kitchen staff. With a jar of salt and a butcher knife in his right hand, and a cup of coffee in his left hand; Tang Shaoyang left the base.
He went to the abandoned building where he hung Mo Wen to the ceiling. To his surprise, Mo Wen could sleep in that kind of situation. The guy had his eyes closed. It was just his breathing that was irregular.
The thirty-seven slaves were already there, they followed the order to arrive at this place twelve hours later. They lined up in order as they looked straight toward the hanging Mo Wen.
Tang Shaoyang walked toward the table next to the hanging body. He placed the jar, butcher knife, and cup of coffee on the table. Zhao Zhong was here for some reason, he did not know why. Not only Zhao Zhong but Yan Sheng also here, he was standing next to Zhao Zhong.
"Is he dead?" Tang Shaoyang asked Zhao Zhong while pointing his finger to Mo Wen.
"I don't know, but let's check him up," Zhao Zhong brought a stick with him as he walked toward Mo Wen. He hit the guy on the cheek with the stick, "Water! Water! Water!" Mo Wen yelled out for water.
"He's still alive, Boss!" Zhao Zhong reported to Tang Shaoyang with a big grin, "I can see that," Tang Shaoyang nodded as he took a sip of his coffee, "Get rid of the bucket!"
Zhao Zhong got rid of the bucket from Mo Wen's feet. The clear water turned red as blood mixed with the water, as the wound started to fester since the wounds soaked in water for twelve hours.
"Please forgive me! I promise I will change!" Mo Wen pleaded with his weak voice, "How about extending the contract up to five years, no, ten years. Let's extend the contract to ten years. Please don't kill me,"Ñøv€lRapture marked the initial hosting of this chapter on Ñôv€lß¡n.
Tang Shaoyang merely smiled as he took the second sip of his coffee. After that, he stood up and walked to the front of Mo Wen with a jar of salt in his hand, "You asked me to give you a second chance, and I give you a second chance! Now you have the second chance but you betrayed my trust by killing one of my people," he shook his head while opening the jar.
He poured a handful of salt onto his palm then he rubbed the salt to the wound.
"ARGHHHHHH!!!"
A piercing cry came out of Mo Wen's mouth. The wounds were tearing up as the crystalline salt rubbed into his wounds. At the same time, the unbearable excruciating pain assaulted his feet. Mo Wen's body shook wildly in the air, but Tang Shaoyang held the foot with his hand as he rubbed the salt to the wound a few times.
"Stop! PLEASE STOP!!!" Tang Shaoyang of course would not stop just because Mo Wen told him to. He continued with the other feet. The agony scream that reverberating in the room made the slaves' body shuddered.
She had heard everything he did to punish Mo Wen. But who knew the guy himself was forcing himself to do that.
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Status Update:
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Name: Tang Shaoyang
Class: Spirit Contractor
Age: 26
Affiliation: Tang Empire
Level: 68
Talent: Divine Body
Attribute Point: 0
Strength: 238 (+200)*
Agility: 77
Vitality: 151 (+100)*
Stamina: 79
Magic Power: 59
Sense: 11
Skill Point: 20
Skill: [Basic Detection], [Spirit Summoning - Lvl 2], [Spirit Contract - Lvl 1], [Spirit Integration - Lvl 1]
Contracted Spirit (2/3): [Karan - The Great Warrior] [Zaneos - The Demon Swordsman]
Spirit Skill:
[Karan Skill]: [War Cry] [Wild Axes] [Earth Split]
[Zaneos]:???
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*(+200) STR and (+100) Vit when [Spirit Integration] with Karan.
Chapter 1498: Punishment And Reward - Part 1
Tang Shaoyang opened his eyes as Origin's voice rang in his head, waking him up from his slumber. He opened his eyes and immediately got up from the bed. He went to the bathroom and washed his face.
It was still so early in the morning, the sun had not risen yet. However, he had something to do. He changed his clothes into a black plain shirt and black long pants.
Tang Shaoyang went to the fridge and got a bottle of milk to fresh him up. It was around 4 am, he was not going to wake the kitchen people to make him a coffee. After finishing his milk, he went out of the room silently, making sure he did not wake Zhang Mengyao who was still sleeping on the bed.
After that, he went to the elevator, he pressed the number 2 button. He needed something from the cafeteria before he went for his business.
When he arrived on the second floor, he was surprised there were still people in the kitchen. It was four middle-aged men, they were wearing a white apron.
"Leader!" The four kitchen staff greeted Tang Shaoyang simultaneously. They called him Leader instead of Boss, more appropriate so he did not look like a gangster leader or something.
"Mnnn," he nodded his head, "Can you get me a jar of salt and a butcher knife?" The four kitchen staff did not know what the Leader wanted to do with a butcher knife and a jar of salt. None of them did dare to ask too so they just gave what Tang Shaoyang wanted immediately.
He took the jar and the knife, but he then stopped midway and turned around, "Also, can you get me a cup of coffee? The usual one,"
"Yes, your coffee will be ready shortly," the leader of the four replied. The reason why the night shift existed was because of Tang Shaoyang, the kitchen was prepared to get ready anytime for him. After receiving the order, four of them moved up.
One got the cup, one looked for the recipe on the wall. A recipe for Tang Shaoyang's coffee was stuck on the wall. One poured the coffee and the last one added the sugar. The leader of the four mixed the coffee cautiously. Two minutes after that, the coffee was placed in front of Tang Shaoyang.
"Thank you for the coffee," Tang Shaoyang raises the cup with his left hand as he thanked the kitchen staff. With a jar of salt and a butcher knife in his right hand, and a cup of coffee in his left hand; Tang Shaoyang left the base.
He went to the abandoned building where he hung Mo Wen to the ceiling. To his surprise, Mo Wen could sleep in that kind of situation. The guy had his eyes closed. It was just his breathing that was irregular.
The thirty-seven slaves were already there, they followed the order to arrive at this place twelve hours later. They lined up in order as they looked straight toward the hanging Mo Wen.
Tang Shaoyang walked toward the table next to the hanging body. He placed the jar, butcher knife, and cup of coffee on the table. Zhao Zhong was here for some reason, he did not know why. Not only Zhao Zhong but Yan Sheng also here, he was standing next to Zhao Zhong.
"Is he dead?" Tang Shaoyang asked Zhao Zhong while pointing his finger to Mo Wen.
"I don't know, but let's check him up," Zhao Zhong brought a stick with him as he walked toward Mo Wen. He hit the guy on the cheek with the stick, "Water! Water! Water!" Mo Wen yelled out for water.
"He's still alive, Boss!" Zhao Zhong reported to Tang Shaoyang with a big grin, "I can see that," Tang Shaoyang nodded as he took a sip of his coffee, "Get rid of the bucket!"
Zhao Zhong got rid of the bucket from Mo Wen's feet. The clear water turned red as blood mixed with the water, as the wound started to fester since the wounds soaked in water for twelve hours.
Tang Shaoyang merely smiled as he took the second sip of his coffee. After that, he stood up and walked to the front of Mo Wen with a jar of salt in his hand, "You asked me to give you a second chance, and I give you a second chance! Now you have the second chance but you betrayed my trust by killing one of my people," he shook his head while opening the jar.
He poured a handful of salt onto his palm then he rubbed the salt to the wound.
"ARGHHHHHH!!!"
A piercing cry came out of Mo Wen's mouth. The wounds were tearing up as the crystalline salt rubbed into his wounds. At the same time, the unbearable excruciating pain assaulted his feet. Mo Wen's body shook wildly in the air, but Tang Shaoyang held the foot with his hand as he rubbed the salt to the wound a few times.
"Stop! PLEASE STOP!!!" Tang Shaoyang of course would not stop just because Mo Wen told him to. He continued with the other feet. The agony scream that reverberating in the room made the slaves' body shuddered.
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She faced the exhausted Tang Shaoyang and her hand slowly moved to his hair. She caressed his black hair down to his cheek. The exhaustion was so apparent on his face, "Who knows you also have a weak side of yours..." Zhang Mengyao muttered while caressing her man's cheek.She had heard everything he did to punish Mo Wen. But who knew the guy himself was forcing himself to do that.
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Status Update:
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Name: Tang Shaoyang
Class: Spirit Contractor
Age: 26
Affiliation: Tang Empire
Level: 68
Talent: Divine Body
Attribute Point: 0
Strength: 238 (+200)*
Agility: 77
Stamina: 79
Magic Power: 59
Sense: 11
Skill Point: 20
Skill: [Basic Detection], [Spirit Summoning - Lvl 2], [Spirit Contract - Lvl 1], [Spirit Integration - Lvl 1]
Contracted Spirit (2/3): [Karan - The Great Warrior] [Zaneos - The Demon Swordsman]
Spirit Skill:
[Karan Skill]: [War Cry] [Wild Axes] [Earth Split]
[Zaneos]:???
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*(+200) STR and (+100) Vit when [Spirit Integration] with Karan.
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