"They're using the same sacrificial array I once used with the Futan believers." Through the clear glass, Anna could see exactly what they were doing.
Carrying the small tin box that held Tuba, she circled the round space before her, silently observing everything inside.
After a moment of observation, Anna spotted her target, Wang Sheng. His head was hung low, his eyes fixed with a look of pity on Li Long, who was convulsing on the ground beside him.
Li Long's face was flushed, veins bulging, as he frantically clawed at the metal collar around his neck. The high-voltage current was clearly coming from it, powerful enough to make him lose control of his bladder.
The punishment lasted for five seconds before stopping. As Li Long lay gasping on the ground, a stern male voice boomed from a nearby speaker, "5127! Get up!"
The desperate way Li Long scrambled to his feet made it clear that defying the order would result in even worse punishment.
