Looking at Lin Qiye's back, he suddenly realized that he and the other party were not at the same level in terms of strength, vision, or depth of thinking.
It was obvious that Lin Qiye was not much older than him, but for some reason, Lu Baoyou felt like a child in front of him.
Childish, superficial, and completely led by the nose.
"...Okay." Lu Baoyou was silent for a long time and finally said this word.
As Lin Qiye said, he cannot give up his soul for these illusory things. He is also a living human being and has the right to pursue life.
The three opportunities Lin Qiye gave him allowed him to achieve a stable balance between Daxia's survival and his own.
He can do what he wants to do, and he also has the opportunity to pursue the qualifications to live.
"That's the dormitory building over there. Find a dormitory to live in, pack your things, and then come to the cafeteria. The other instructors will leave it to me." Lin Qiye said a word and disappeared.
Lu Baoyou stood alone in front of the empty dormitory building, staring at the place where Lin Qiye disappeared, muttering to himself after an unknown amount of time.
"One day, I will catch up with you..."
…
"You want to personally vouch for Lu Baoyou?"
On the phone, Yuan Gang heard Lin Qiye's words and said in surprise, "For him, what?"
"This is not for him, but for the Night Watchman." Lin Qiye replied, "There is something in that child's eyes that other Night Watchmen don't have... Give him some more time, I think he will grow into a person that everyone can appreciate.
Unexpectedly.”
"If that's the case, I can apply directly to the higher-ups to reinstate his qualifications as a recruit. After all, he is an agent of the gods, and you are the guarantee. I think the higher-ups will agree..."
"No, it's not necessary." Lin Qiye refused decisively, "If you want to forge a good sword, you need to temper it countless times. If he grows too smoothly, it will not be a good thing for him."
Yuan Gang on the other end of the phone fell into silence.
"Hello? Instructor Yuan, can you hear me?"
"You hear me, I'm just thinking about something." Yuan Gang smiled, "Qiye, have you noticed that you are becoming more and more like a certain person now..."
"who?"
"Ye Fan."
Lin Qiye was startled.
"Your pattern, your gaze, your methods, and the way you teach your younger generations... are very similar to Ye Fan when he was young." Yuan Gang couldn't help but sigh, "I, the Great Xia Night Watcher, have to have one more person.
He is a pillar."
"You praised me." Lin Qiye smiled helplessly, "I'm in the cafeteria, I'll hang up first."
Lin Qiye hung up the phone in his hand, looked up at the already crowded canteen, straightened his clothes, and walked in.
…
The canteen was already crowded with recruits.
After the escape training was over, the recruits who were locked in the small dark room were also released. Each one of them looked like a walking zombie who had lost their dreams, standing in front of the empty table with dull eyes.
"Hey, what did you go through after you entered the dark room?" Su Zhe arched his companions and couldn't help but ask.
"They... they..." The companion seemed to have recalled some bad memories, his face turned pale, he covered his face with his hands, and answered in pain, "They used their tentacles to tickle us..."
"What?!" Su Zhe was stunned, thinking he heard wrongly, "Tentacles? Tickles?"
"In that warehouse, there is a group of tentacle monsters. I don't know what kind of 'mysterious' they are. They carry a strange electric current that can amplify people's senses dozens of times. You know that the itch is amplified dozens of times.
How terrifying will it be after that?" Desperation appeared in the companion's eyes, "I felt countless times that my soul had left my body..."
"It does sound a bit bad." Su Zhe felt the soles of his feet getting cold, "But if it's just like this, it doesn't seem too scary, right?"
"No, of course it's more than just that." The companion said seriously, "Tickling is just the first step. There is a complete massage assembly line in that warehouse... After one's own senses are amplified dozens of times, the pressure of each acupuncture point
Pressing, drilling, and beating are all a kind of torture!
After this round of 'massage', almost everyone fainted two or three times. It was simply the torture of Shura Purgatory!
I would rather be trained to death... than go in again."
In the eyes of his companions, there was fear from the depths of his soul.
"Who are those 'mysterious' people? Why do they still have massages?" Su Zhe complained.
"Listening to those 'mysterious' exchanges, they seem to come from something...the Ministry of Internal Affairs? The leader is a silver Rubik's Cube, and those tentacle monsters and so on are all its subordinates."
"Ministry of Internal Affairs? Weird name."
"..."
While they were talking, a dark-faced old man led several instructors and pushed several large carts of food and began to distribute dinner to the recruits.
A stainless steel basin contained a piece of raw meat and a black semi-solidified object that looked like chocolate or bread. Under the pale light of the cafeteria, there was a faint green glow, followed by...
There is a sour smell that makes people frown.
"What it is?"
"I don't know...it smells so bad."
"Is this thing*?"
"No, the smell of * is a little fresher than it, and it's usually not so sticky, unless..."
"Ugh! Stop talking! Shut up!"
"..."
The recruits frowned in unison and looked at the stainless steel basin in front of them and the two things that were not food at all. They couldn't help but communicate with each other, their faces full of confusion.
"Quiet."
An Qingyu stood at the door of the cafeteria, glanced at the recruits, and spoke calmly.
The noisy cafeteria suddenly fell silent.
"Have a meal."
It was still two simple and easy-to-understand words, but this time, the faces of the recruits were full of confusion.
"Report!"
"speak."
"Instructor An, where is our... food?"
"Food?" An Qingyu raised an eyebrow, "Isn't it right in front of you?"
"?"
The recruits looked at the stainless steel basin again, and several voices sounded at the same time, "But there is nothing to eat here!"
"Yes, the meat is still raw, and there is still blood on it..."
"What is this black thing? Why does it smell weird?"
"Instructor An, did you make a mistake somewhere?"
Before An Qingyu could say anything, Cao Yuan behind him raised his right hand and slammed it on the table on one side.
Boom——!!
A dull loud noise echoed throughout the cafeteria, Cao Yuan's sharp eyes swept across the surroundings viciously, and the recruits suddenly fell silent.
"That's right." An Qingyu pushed up his glasses and said calmly, "The raw meat in front of you, as well as the cement-flavored 'bad fish cakes', are your dinner today."