Chapter 570 (2/2)

Sui Xiong thought that perhaps he should be a middleman and ask his elder brother to communicate with the Hell Judges to promote cooperation.

Cooperation meant benefits for both sides. Sui Xiong knew that because of this event. If he didn’t invite the Hell Judges to work together with him, he might not be able to keep order with his own strength.

The Orc gods might send their avatars down to attack him again. He was not afraid of that, but that still wasn’t good.

If smacking their faces turned into fighting, that would be pretty low-end.

Honestly speaking, if it was really necessary, Sui Xiong wouldn’t mind turning smacking into fighting. He was more familiar with fighting than smacking. However, if he could smack their faces, that would be good.

Therefore, he had started from the border of the Orc Empire. He had gone forward to the hinterlands again and again, and the people he was going to kill became more and more important.

Perhaps, the Orc Empire and the Orc gods had originally wanted to attack Sui Xiong. However, when they had seen the end result of the dead Isis members, they forgot about it. Although the dead had been more important, this could still be tolerated; they had just ignored it, and so it had happened again and again. This was called the “frog-boiling effect.” When Sui Xiong had been in college before space traveling, he had a professor that was especially good at using this method. During the whole year, he had slowly increased the amount of homework. In the end, the abominable old man had given them the most homework among all the lessons. That was really cruel!

Well, by the way, there was no way to boil a frog in warm water in this world. Sui Xiong had once thought of that, so he had curiously caught a frog to experiment. As a result, the frog had dishonored him. When the water got warm, the frog had jumped away. There weren’t any feelings like, “Oh, I can tolerate the water temperature, so it doesn’t matter.”

Presumably, the frogs of the two worlds were different.

Thinking about those strange things, Sui Xiong hadn’t delayed his work. He had been capturing the head members of Isis in no hurry. Then, he had declared their crimes one by one and executed them.

Of course, those who had been caught by him deserved the death penalty.

There was such problem as “too severe a penalty” during the executions of those people. According to the law in Sui Xiong’s hometown, even if people committed minor crimes, they would be shot 100 times, leaving them with holes all over their bodies. As for Hogg, he had committed the most capital crimes, and Sui Xiong had once asked Cambrona, the legal expert, to help estimate. The conclusion had been that Hogg probably needed to be executed more than 10,000 times to offset his crimes.

At that time, Sui Xiong had been a little confused. He had asked, “So many times? That’s a scary number.”

“In fact, the number is still relatively small. I have counted a lot of felonies as one death penalty,” Cambrona had said. “If you really want to quantify it in detail, the number will increase some more.”

“What?”

“For example, if he kills 10,000 people, how many death penalties should he receive?” Cambrona had asked.

After thinking for a while, Sui Xiong had asked, “10,000?”

Before Cambrona had replied, Sui Xiong had shaken his head first. He had said, “No, the soldiers responsible for the massacre and the officers at various levels are also guilty. The 10,000 death penalties should be divided equally between them. Alas, it is difficult to calculate!”

“Yes,” Cambrona had said, laughing. “So just give each one of them a death penalty. That would be fair.”

Sui Xiong had nodded again and again. He had totally agreed with Cambrona.

Later, he had sentenced all members of Isis to death. This decision had been influenced by the words of Cambrona.

Cambrona was a fat man who was also kind; he smiled all day. After work, he often ran to pick up his wife. He never thought that his words could decide the fate of tens of thousands of people.