7 people.
This is the last number of people to wake up from the nightmare space.
The city created by the Bitter Illusion Corridor collapsed and shattered, and waves of consciousness poured back into their bodies. The strong discomfort caused their stomachs to spasm continuously, and many people vomited out the bitter water.
It's like a lifetime ago.
No. 02 looked at everything around him in confusion.
Looking up, he saw the stars dotted with stars, and the silvery moonlight shone on him.
The evil huge purple pupils disappeared, and he was still sitting in the base city.
"How could this happen...we were in a coma for a week?"
This week's hellish special training was so real that the pain of those carrion monsters tearing the body apart seemed to still remain in his consciousness.
"No."
"You guys just took a nap."
Gu Fan slowly opened his eyes, his phantom pupils flashing with evil intent. After absorbing enough pain and despair, his abilities also grew slightly.
"Welcome back."
"The seven of you have successfully weathered the storm."
Gu Fan's words shocked the surviving dead soldiers. What do you mean by taking a nap
No. 01, No. 02, No. 03, No. 07, No. 13, No. 72, No. 91…
The remaining seven people repeatedly confirmed today's date and confirmed that they had only been unconscious for a few hours.
The time flow rate in the nightmare space is completely different from that in the real world. Human conscious thinking can run faster under certain conditions, and the efficiency will be increased many times accordingly.
"Don't doubt it, just have a good rest."
"We will continue tomorrow. The first day of special training is over."
What
Are you going to continue tomorrow
The hellish special training only lasted one day.
Their next days will be even more painful and miserable.
The seven people all showed incredible expressions, and the eyes they looked at Gu Fan also changed. How terrifying could a man with extraordinary power be?
In one thought, a nightmare world was created.
In just a few hours, countless killings occurred, and people died hundreds or thousands of times.
Look around again.
Of the one hundred refugees who feared death, only seven were left.
Each one of them can be considered strong-willed, and each one has the courage to die, but not even one tenth of them can truly persevere.
"Okay, don't be surprised."
Le Zhiqi appeared at the right time. Facing the little brothers she had trained, she showed a caring smile: "I will take you to have a big dinner to make up for your injured little heart."
The seven people were taken away in a daze.
There is also a special celebration banquet waiting for them, trying to fill the inner trauma with delicacies.
As for Gu Fan, he returned to Xiaoyanglou for a deep conscious rest.
"One week is my limit for the time being."
Gu Fan muttered to himself, it is not easy to simulate a city and control it.
He must maintain everyone's consciousness at all times, keep their memory and thinking in a "clear" state, remember every mistake and lesson learned, and complete impossible challenges.
"The nightmare beast can even trap people in the conscious world for 10 years in just 4 days."
"Although 10 years of torture is quite monotonous, it far exceeds my current ability. I am not yet able to compress the time of consciousness to the extreme."
Gu Fan recalled the scene of fighting the nightmare beast, Wu Ze and Le Zhiqi were trapped in the conscious world, and they were all calculated in "years".
It seems…
The ability of the Corridor of Bitter Illusion has even greater room for exploration.
But I have to say that the taste of pain and despair of those people was very delicious, and it made my consciousness slightly improve.
Gu Fan figured out some problems and entered a dormant state.
At the same time, his consciousness continued to dive, from the surface of the initial surface memory to the bottom... exploring the realm of nightmares that he had never reached.
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the next day.
The incident of Wang Dafu using 300 kilograms of grain to buy people's lives shocked the entire slum area.
The families of those members who dared to "die" yesterday immediately received food compensation.
Moreover, they were protected by the Heavy Rain organization. This news was even more shocking and proved that all the conditions offered were true.
At this time, the entire ghetto was boiling.
In the end of the world, everyone has a story and everyone is burdened with great suffering.
In this cruel world, human life is as despicable as grass and grass, but now this despicable life can be sold for a good price with a clearly marked price.
900 places.
There are 900 places left.
Giving up your life to pave a good path for your loved ones seems to be a good choice! !
Early morning moments.
Wang Dafu hasn't appeared yet, and the black street is already crowded.
Countless poor survivors gathered around the booth, shouting that they wanted to "send their lives."
"Boss Wang..."
"Too many people came to work today, far more than 1,000 people. What should I do??"
Wang Dafu's men's foreheads were covered with beads of sweat. If they continued to recruit according to yesterday's method, they would probably be able to fill up the 900 places in just a few minutes.
Wang Dafu was calm and composed.
He took a big pipe, took a comfortable puff, puffed out slowly, and said easily: "I already asked the boss about this matter yesterday, and I will naturally make arrangements."
It didn't take long.
Wang Dafu stepped onto the booth.
The noise rose and fell with each other, and the crowds of people were excited. Many people were shouting things like "I want to sacrifice my life."
Wang Dafu looked around and said coldly with a loudspeaker: "I know what you are thinking. Some people want to give it a try with a lucky attitude, while some people feel that it doesn't matter if they die."
"But next, I want you to see how cruel the truth is!!"
Wang Dafu snapped his fingers.
He made arrangements in advance, and several rows of men carried many corpses covered with black cloth onto the stand.
"Keep your eyes wide open and watch carefully."
Wang Dafu suddenly opened the cover, and the mutated and twisted monster appeared in front of everyone! !
Those monsters were all dead men who lost control yesterday.
Their skin was cracked and torn, disgusting mutated tissues filled their bodies, and thick blood flowed.
These monsters had their stomachs disemboweled, or their heads exploded, and their death was extremely brutal. Some even had mutated and twisted cheeks, with some human flesh and blood tissue remaining, making them even more ferocious and terrifying.
Ugh, vomit, vomit! !
Many people at the scene vomited in public.
This sound immediately caused a chain reaction. Large areas of people felt intense discomfort and vomited crazily.
The air around the booth was filled with a sour smell. Wang Dafu even felt like vomiting, thinking that he shouldn't eat so much in the morning...
"Do you have any luck?"
"Then open your eyes and look at them!!"
"These monsters are all people who were recruited and selected yesterday, and now they have mutated into this look. You absolutely don't want to know how painful these people were before they died."
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(End of chapter)