That night, Ye Shuo and Wen Chengdu were already asleep without any intention.

The two sat side by side in front of bed No. 4, and the night was long and the dormitory was as silent as a grave.

Wen Cheng began to tremble again. Although he had regained his consciousness, his soul seemed to have been lost in the dark corridor.

"Wen Cheng, are you really not going to tell me anything?" Finally, Ye Shuo spoke first.

Wen Cheng trembled unconsciously for a while, his empty eyes tilted slightly, and a few words were squeezed out from his teeth: "You...you are a good person..."

Ye Shuo excitedly pressed his shoulders: "Yes! So only if you tell me the truth can I have a way to help you!"

Wen Cheng repeatedly clenched his hands on his knees and relaxed repeatedly, as if he was making the most difficult decision in his life.

"Actually, I don't want to be here at all..." After a long time, a faint voice slowly floated out between his lips, opening the prelude to a sad story.

Wen Cheng was weak and sick when he was young. He read secret books and could not understand only one of the ten abilities. The master invited by his family also made it clear that he was not suitable for practicing.

Wen Cheng did not take this seriously. He was timid by nature and did not like the kind of life of fighting, fighting, killing. He had only one simple dream, which was to find a job that was enough to make a living in the future, marry a virtuous wife, and stay with his parents, and live an ordinary life.

At first, his parents were a little embarrassed, but perhaps as time went by, they saw that their son was not that material, so they no longer forced him. Year after year, Wen Cheng grew up peacefully. Although the family was not rich, the family lived a happy life.

Until recently, the emergence of the "Crash Training Class for the Tiangong Gate Assessment" rekindled his hope for his son to become a successful parent. They dreamed that this place could transform his son into a strong generation, enter the Tiangong Gate, and then become famous all over the world. Then they could all enjoy their happiness.

At that time, they only considered the benefits of the future, but never thought about what kind of hell they would send their son to.

After the training class was started, Wen Cheng became in his circle of friends and had heard many horrible rumors there. It is said that students who arrived there would suffer all kinds of inhumane abuse, and many people could not bear the torture and died directly there. The more Wen Cheng heard, the more scared he became, but his parents' reaction to all this was simply: "That's all nonsense." "A child, he was just a weapon without being beaten."

Half a month ago, the eldest brother who was sent to the training class next door came back. However, he was already crazy. Even his soul became incomplete.

Wen Cheng went to see him. This big brother had reached the level of Qi Condensation before, and was very optimistic and cheerful. He always took good care of himself. But now, Wen Cheng almost doesn't know him anymore. After he came back, he just curled up in the corner of the wall every day, muttering some things that others couldn't understand. As long as someone approached, he would scream out of control.

From the crazy self-talk of this big brother, Wen Cheng learned a lot of inside information about the training class. Including the students there made any mistakes, they would be beaten and locked up in confinement, the mailbox was just a decoration, unknown creatures would knock on the door at night, etc. These were just what he said, so how much darkness and horror would be there if he didn't say it?

The parents next door took their elder brother to report to the official, but when the government saw his mental state, they decided that "all he said was crazy."

Wen Cheng also told his parents about his elder brother's experience. He was full of hope that living examples could make his parents change their minds. But his parents' attitude was: "That's his own spoiledness." "He is a formal official institution, how could he abuse the students?"

During this period, whether it was pretending to be sick or making trouble or going on a hunger strike to protest, Wen Chengdu tried it, but his parents became increasingly impatient with it, "I should send you to a training class and let them treat you well!"

"I... every day I close my eyes, I can see the eldest brother next door. I'm afraid... I'm afraid... His present will be my future... I'll die here..." Wen Cheng hugged his head in pain, and his whole body tightened into a ball.

"In this place, humans are more terrifying than ghosts." Finally, he said this sentence in a steady manner.

"..." Ye Shuo didn't know how to comfort him. He had never seen his parents since he was a child, nor had he experienced the helplessness of being forced to become a dragon and a phoenix. In this matter, he seemed too pale. After sitting with Wen Cheng silently for a while, he asked another question that he cared about:

"Why do you say you must not go out in the middle of the night? What happened to those students who went out?"

Wen Cheng slowly shook his head: "I don't know this... but everyone said that if you go out in the middle of the night, you will never come back."

...

After a long night chat with Wen Cheng, Ye Shuo's mood became much heavier.

This training class is really darker than I thought. So Ye Xuesong... isn't his situation very bad?

In the following days, every time after class, Ye Shuo would try every means to approach Ye Xuesong, and sometimes he would use spiritual power to help him stabilize his mind. But no matter how he tried, Ye Xuesong still looked dull.

Ye Shuo didn't know that all the things he did had turned into solidified paintings and were included in the jade slip. There were always a pair of eyes hidden in the darkness, staring at his every move.

On this day, a student told him that the instructor asked him to go to the office late at night.

Since he was going to the office, why did he have to be late at night? This time always made him feel inexplicably ominous.

But Ye Shuo thought afterwards that even if he pretended to be foolish tonight, as long as he stayed in this training class for one day, the instructor would always find himself. Maybe he would be beaten for this.

Since that's the case, just go there. Anyway, I probably haven't done anything out of the ordinary recently.

At midnight, Ye Shuo walked through the empty corridor and came to the instructor's office at the end.

"Ye Shuo, do you know where you are wrong?" The instructor sat behind the desk and spoke in a fierce manner.

Ye Shuo replied frankly: "I don't know!"

The instructor sneered: "Okay, then the instructor will tell you. You have contacted Ye Xuesong in private, made things that have nothing to do with cultivation, and spread false remarks that slander the training class. These are all reported by your roommate, Yan Zixue, to the instructor. As evidence, he also provided relevant videos and recordings. Ye Shuo, do you have anything else to quibble?"

Yan Ziyun? Ye Shuo was shocked. He had no grudges with him. Why did he do this? Could it be for the so-called "contribution points" again?

When he came into contact with Ye Xuesong, he did reveal the dark stories of the training class to him. If these words have been recorded, it would be useless to explain them... It would be better to take this opportunity to completely clarify the questions in his heart!

Thinking of this, Ye Shuo bravely raised his head: "I did raise questions to Ye Xuesong, but what I raised was a reasonable question! I would like to ask, which regular teaching institution has the students who come out like you?

Also, why are there live wires installed on all sides, why can't students send their letters from home? Why do students disappear strangely in the middle of the night, but you ignore them afterwards? It is you who really do the wrong things! Do you dare to face the public and give everyone a public explanation?"

The instructor sneered indifferently, and his hideous face shone with a sensual ghost aura under the dim light.

"We don't need to explain to anyone. Since your parents have chosen to send you here, it means that you all lack sufficient self-control, so we need to discipline you! Here, you don't need to question, you just need to obey, absolutely obey!"

"I was not sent in by my parents!" Ye Shuo shouted loudly, "I chose you voluntarily! But now it seems that I was wrong!"

The instructor sneered: "Since you know you are wrong, you have to pay the price for your mistake!" He pointed to the large instrument in a corner of the wall and "Lying up!"

The instrument is a quirky, a large cylinder with conical shape on both sides, two meters long, and a half-open glass cover above, like a nutritional cabin. It is enough to accommodate an adult lying on his lie. At this time, the inside of the instrument was flashing red, making a sound, which sounded particularly harsh in this quiet night.

Ye Shuo took a look back and shouted with his neck in his arms, "Don't lie down!"

The instructor sneered and slammed his high-highlights. Several instructors rushed out of the darkness. They held Ye Shuo from all directions, held him to the corner of the wall, forcibly pushing him into the instrument.

Under the absolute control of the chip, Ye Shuo's spiritual power was blocked again and could only be merciless. As soon as the mentors let go of their hands, he quickly struggled to sit up. But at this time, a muffled sound came from above his head, and the transparent cover moved slowly until it closed with the tail of the cabin, completely blocking him in the cabin.

The cabin was narrow and Ye Shuo could only lie straight and flat. The next moment, a large number of wires suddenly jumped out from both sides, and there were round patches the size of fingernails at the end. These patches were like leeches, tightly attached to his skin and temples. Ye Shuo felt uncomfortable all over, but he struggled to get rid of them.

Immediately afterwards, the front end of the patch flashed red, and electric currents drilled into the body in an all-hole manner.

"Ah--" Ye Shuo let out a shrill scream on the spot. Now his spiritual power was blocked, like an ordinary person, under high-intensity bombardment. His heart was as if he was clenched tightly by an invisible hand, and his body almost showed a skeleton in the strong light.

The only feeling left was pain, and pain flowed between the limbs and bones. This pain was like tens of thousands of insects, sizzling into his brain through his temples, gnawing on his brain. The pain was so painful that life was worse than death...

"Do you know you're wrong now?" The instructor's cold voice rang out of the cabin.

Ye Shuo was so painful that he had forgotten to answer. The instructor waited for a while and then coldly ordered: "Increase the current."

The pain, which had reached its limit, instantly doubled, and Ye Shuo died again and again in this endless electric shock.

"You said, 'I was wrong in mentor, I will never violate the rules again'."

"explain!"

"Ahhh..." Ye Shuo shouted unconsciously, with screams still accompanying him, "Teacher, I was wrong...! I will never violate the rules again...aaa...!"

Ye Shuo felt that this was the biggest voice he had ever shouted.

I don’t know how long I kept shouting, but the electric shock that suffocated him finally stopped. The patches automatically disengage and retreated back with the wires.

The glass cover opened again, and Ye Shuo was erected by several mentors. He stepped out of the cabin and lost his support. He suddenly felt weak and fell like a pool of mud.

Until now, he could feel the unfinished current flowing in his body, his brain was still buzzing, and it was so painful that life was worse than death. His whole body was like being punched hundreds of times. Could it be that this is what Shen Antong said...a-level punishment?

While Ye Shuo was crawling on the ground and gasping, the office door was gently pushed open, and a student walked in without an expression. The stiff movement was very similar to Pi Jun that night and Wen Cheng later.

Ye Shuo still remembered that he should be Li Zhuo in his class. For a moment, he was attracted by the other party's abnormality and even forgot the pain on his body.

Li Zhuo walked slowly, without saluting his tutor, so he walked straight to the corner of the wall and got into the open instrument. The glass cover fell down again, and the cabin was filled with electric light, but Li Zhuo's body was motionless, neither screaming nor struggling. He looked like a real walking corpse.

"What are you looking at?" Ye Shuo was watching attentively, and suddenly a ruthless kick was made by a mentor in the back, "Why don't you go back quickly!"

Ye Shuo gritted his teeth and stood up, pretending to be weak, limped and slowed down his walking speed. During this moment, he took a few more glances in the direction of Li Zhuo, and prayed silently for him in his heart.

When he walked to the door, Li Zhuo finally moved. He began to struggle in pain, and the closed hatch door was also snapped. It was his desire for survival, his only remaining effort and unwillingness.

However, the mentors who witnessed all this just watched quietly, without any intention of stopping.

Ye Shuo's hand had already been put on the doorknob, and there was no reason to stay for it, so he could only leave the office with a heart of heart. But as soon as he walked out, he hid near the corner of the stairs beside him.

He was really worried about Li Zhuo, and he just wanted to see him come out safely so that he could feel at ease.

The anxious waiting did not last long. After a while, the office door opened again and a stretcher covered in white cloth was carried out.

It was Li Zhuo...? Ye Shuo's heart tightened in an instant. In the office just now, there was only Li Zhuo except for the mentor! Is it Li Zhuo dead? He was tortured to death by them?!

Previously, the sound of slapping the hatch was still ringing in my ears. It was hard to imagine how desperate and feared Li Zhuo would be when he was about to die, but no one would come to save him. He could only lie in that small and closed space and silently end his breathing...

Thinking of those students who disappeared in the middle of the night, everything has been answered now. They are controlled by some mysterious force - perhaps the power of chips - to come to the office, receive punishment, and until death. Then after they die, memories about them will be completely erased from the minds of other students.

This answer is really cruel.
Chapter completed!