The basement was dark all the time.

After all, the light had not changed at all, and there was no other light source except for the light of the power grid intertwined by the light curtain generator at the entrance.

Electric lights were available, but Mo Chen didn't turn them on, and Jin Duoxi's cell was not designed, and it was even more impossible for the latter to run to the entrance and turn on the lamp base switch.

In the absence of a reference object, it is difficult for people to confirm the passage of time because there is no obvious change in space and environment. I don't know how much time has passed, especially when there is nothing interesting, and I can only kill time in a mess.

Jin Duoxi is like this, after Mo Chen came to see him, after saying those words, he never cared about him again, and he didn't even show up again.

In addition, he couldn't confirm how much time had passed, so he always felt as if the other party hadn't reappeared since he left, and he couldn't help but be a little flustered.

- Actually, less than a day has passed.

Although he still firmly believes in his own judgment, he feels that the other party must be bluffing, as long as he persists, then there will definitely be no problem, and it will only be himself who will seize the initiative and win in the end.

Of course, he did not have the delusion that he could directly reverse the facts, and let himself change from the kidnapped person to the superior of the opposing camp, which is unrealistic.

What he considered was that the other party specifically got himself here, after all, there was a certain purpose, and he should never lose too much initiative under the premise of not being able to refuse, and then completely become a puppet manipulated by the other party.

Instead, we should take our own capital as the basis, put forward our own conditions, bargain calmly and calmly, and strive for our own rights and interests...... And it's definitely not going against the grain, it's what others say.

In that case, maybe the treatment will be much better at the beginning, but it will be crucified to that extent forever, and you will really never be able to turn over again.

After all, you have already succumbed from the beginning, so won't you always be a part-time job in the future, how can you have the opportunity to make conditions? It's all about the mood of the other side.

All in all, Jindoch is very clear about his bottom line: that is, he must have a tough attitude and a strong confidence, and he must not easily waver in this regard.

But—

Hunger is a fact after all, and after the other party delivers a meal, he never comes again.

Although theoretically speaking, as long as you are not engaged in high-intensity physical labor, then in fact, such energy supplements are not satisfied, but they are basically enough. However, the habit of eating regularly formed over a long period of time still has an empty stomach......

None of this will be transferred by human will.

And all of this also made Jin Duoxi feel that every minute and every second was extremely difficult, plus he had nothing to pass the time, the room was empty, and there was nothing else except a toilet.

He didn't even have a deck of playing cards, so he couldn't possibly play a ...... Ahem, let's develop a relationship with your left hand?!

So the only thing he could do was sleep.

And no sleepiness, too boring, these two states are intertwined with each other, resulting in him falling asleep frequently, waking up frequently, and feeling worse and worse in his mental state.

The air in the dimly lit basement was dry and warm, but the inside of the cell was empty, with no beds and pillows, and even sleeping could only lie directly on the floor or lean against the corner.

Such a terrible treatment, even the lowest point of Jindosh's life that he felt at the beginning—the years when he was kicked out of the Academy of Natural Sciences by Sokolov—did not seem so bad.

He was even powerless to think, just sat in the corner of the wall, tormented by exhaustion, hunger, nervousness, and grievance, silent, and his eyes glazed.

I don't know how long it took, Jin Duoxi's eyes became more and more hazy again, and he slowly lost his perception of the outside world, only feeling that the surroundings were quiet, and his consciousness was slowly blurred.

Time passed slowly, just in his daze.

There was a sound of metal grinding through the iron door, as if someone had stabbed the key into the lockhole, simply unscrewed the lock, and then pushed the door in.

However, probably because he was too tired, this time Jin Duoxi did not wake up immediately, but was in a half-dreaming and half-awake state, delirious, vaguely able to perceive the outside world, but it seemed that he could sleep again at any time.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of the iron door rubbing sounded again, and then the sound of footsteps slowly passed away......

What kind of servant did he die like this, and dared to sleep with him continuously? Aren't you afraid of being dragged out to feed the dogs! Jin Duoxi wanted to get up, but he felt weak, and when he was a little sober, he immediately remembered his situation.

So, the powerful sleepiness disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he suddenly opened his eyes and crawled up.

The cell was still dark, and the iron door was closed and locked, except for a tray on the floor of the doorway not far away, on which a delicious meal was kept.

The smell of endless aftertaste, the smell of hot food, oil juice, and meat aroma were mixed together, so that Jin Duoxi, who was watching blankly, couldn't help but move his throat a few times.

It's really fragrant......

Twenty-four hours had passed since the last meal, and during this time, Jindoshi's stomach had not eaten a grain of rice, and now he was so stimulated that he suddenly "cooed".

He didn't care about any demeanor or etiquette at all, although he subconsciously wanted to control himself, but reason only lasted less than two seconds and evaporated.

He swooped in the direction of the meal, crawled there with his hands and feet, and then grabbed the rice bowl and cutlery like a starving ghost reincarnated, and devoured it desperately.

For a while, in the quiet cell, only he was left with fast and urgent eating, and he made the sound of constantly smacking his lips, inhaling and swallowing saliva.

In any case, it does not look like an upper-class aristocracy, but more like a homeless refugee after a disaster, who has been starving for several days, and finally waits for humanitarian relief.

After devouring the dishes and licking them clean, he felt as if he was alive and had a real sense of "he is still alive".

Slowly putting down the plate, he shifted his body, leaned against the wall beside him without any aristocratic demeanor, put his hands on his slightly bulging abdomen, and looked straight at the dim ceiling of the cell.

It was only now that he had the extra energy to think about the problem.

The man or his companion must have come again, but he was too tired to wake up immediately, so he didn't get any valuable information.

But there's no problem, the other party is just here to deliver food, and I guess I don't want to talk to myself, after all, if you want to ask your opinion, they can wake up themselves casually.

But the current situation is that the other party has nothing left, and it seems that it is just a simple delivery.

Or is it really like the guy said, he really gave himself three days to think about himself, and he didn't pay attention to himself until the time was up? That's a day in the past...... Wait, it's only been a day!

Can't help but look at the shiny empty plate next to him, Jin Duo Xi Sheng barely held back with great perseverance, and did not stick out his tongue to lick the corners of his mouth, but his throat made a very obvious swallowing sound.

“……”

“……”

Silence was embarrassed for a long time, and then he realized that there was no one else here but himself, Jin Duoxi, couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and then closed his eyes.

He racked his brains hard and thought hard, but he couldn't find the customs and customs of various parts of the empire, which could correspond to his current diet.

To be honest, he now feels that everything he used to eat was pig food, all shit, compared to the delicious taste he tasted now...... Hell, it really makes people sick to their stomachs just thinking about it.

And the most important thing is that the thought of having such a delicacy tomorrow makes Jin Duoxi can't help but secrete saliva frantically in his mouth.

He only felt that the situation was even more difficult now, every second was so long.

"Now please enjoy your food, it's your portion for the whole day, and tomorrow morning at the same time, I'll bring you another meal."

Faintly, the words that the person said before echoed in his mind, every detail was so clear that even the voice seemed to be getting louder and louder.

At the time, I didn't think there was anything special, but in retrospect, Jin Duoxi always felt that when the young man said such a sentence, it seemed quite meaningful.

He opened his eyes and looked at the plate next to him, his eyes slowly changing from doubt to conviction.

Jin Duoxi felt that he had found the key, and that it was impossible for the other party to really make himself succumb through torture and other torture, after all, the other party might be more worried about the damage to his brain and the intelligence and knowledge in it.

Well, there are only a limited number of ways they can use it, probably from food.

As long as they don't give in after two days, they will definitely not provide food...... Jin Duoxi didn't know that there was a saying called "from thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift", but he understood a similar truth.

He has also seen many examples of poor people who have suddenly become rich for some reason, squandered them for some reason, and returned to the slums after enjoying a period of aristocratic life.

Basically, without exception, they all became hysterical and went crazy because of it.

Unlike other inferior beings who are still able to endure, there is not much difference between them, except that one side has enjoyed a level that has not been enjoyed before, has seen the world that has not been seen, and the other side ......

I have long been numb, because there has never been superfluous unrealistic extravagance, so I can endure it all the time.

A man can endure hunger and cold if he does not have food and clothing. A man can endure the darkness if he has not seen the light.

- The taste that was once possessed, but was deprived of it, is the most painful.

Thinking of this, Jin Duoxi has basically determined what the other party will take next - in two days, they will not give themselves food.

Some people may find this funny, but he won't, because he knows that there is absolutely nothing ridiculous or child's play in this way. There is nothing funny about people who have never really gone hungry and never imagined how painful hunger is.

If there is enough time, it is much more effective to let a person slowly feel the process of starving to death, and to be tortured by any kind of torture.

Jin Duoxi's face looked a little cloudy, he looked at the plate next to him, and finally took a deep breath, and his eyes became extremely determined again.

The other party will definitely not be able to really starve to death, no matter what, he will have to survive this last stage......

This is the ruthlessness, after determining that they are useful to them, that they need to use themselves for certain purposes, then it is absolutely impossible to really kill themselves.

Jin Duoxi felt that he had grasped the bottom line of invincibility.

The only problem is that he has to have enough perseverance to get through to that point...... Isn't it just more ruthless, if he is more ruthless than the other party, then he wins!