Zhai Shijiang looked at Zhang Deming in terror. 'Does this guy have some kind of misunderstanding about counter-interrogation?'
'Waterboarding was terrifying, sure, but how the hell was it even comparable to this ultimate experience with a tentacle monster?'
'Or maybe you have a misunderstanding about what counter-interrogation instructors are supposed to do?'
"Oh, right."
"Well, I'm talking about the physical aspect. You guys probably have some mental crap to deal with too, but I wouldn't know about that."
"Anyway, in his state, I'm willing to use my Spiritual Power to keep him alive. With a nutrient drip from these Vines, I guarantee he'll be full of life and vigor for a week or two."
"Oh, I might need to add some psycho-stimulants for that to work."
"I bet you have something in that pile of little bottles and jars of yours, right?"
"Or… how about I give you both a shot of what's in this syringe?"
