This type of death that deprives one of all senses and gradually drains one's vitality is truly...
chilling.
"Our world has been in the age of civilization for a long time, to the point that seeing these objects of deteriorated ritual and music is somewhat unimaginable."
Lu Tianming, with a stalk of grass in his mouth, sighed, "The indigenous people here are all talking and laughing."
"After a great victory, how could they not be happy? As for human pigs and such, that's nothing strange. After all, there are people here who eat human flesh."
"Yeah, that's true."
Old Lu continued, "Since the Industrial Revolution, the level of civilization in the Earth World has been continuously rising. The arch-criminals of World War II were only hanged. If it were in the past, they would have been dismembered over three days and nights, and being turned into a human pig would not have been unusual."
