I was born in hell. It's like a different world (Part 3) - Science Fiction
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Chapter. As if from another world (3)
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 shining 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 training was so real that the pain of those carrion monsters tearing apart the body seemed to still remain in his consciousness.
"No."
"You guys just took a nap for a while."
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 overcome this difficulty."
Gu Fan's words shocked the surviving dead soldiers. What do you mean by taking a nap?
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 consciousness and 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?
Will you continue tomorrow?
The hellish special training only lasted one day.
Their next days will be even more painful and miserable.
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bsp; All seven people showed incredible expressions, and their eyes when looking 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 in the end.
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 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 trauma in their hearts with delicacies from the mountains and seas.
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 Bitter Illusion Corridor has a larger and larger space for exploration.
But I have to say that the taste of pain and despair of those people was very delicious, and my consciousness also improved slightly.
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 sea of initial surface memories to the bottom... digging into 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 the 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 slum area 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 time.
Even before Wang Dafu showed up, the black street was already crowded with people.
Countless poor survivors gathered around the booth, shouting that they wanted to "send their lives".
"Boss Wang..."
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"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 all 900 places in just a few minutes.
Wang Dafu, on the other hand, was calm and composed.
He took a large pipe, took a comfortable puff, slowly puffed out the smoke, 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, and the crowds of people were boiling. 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.
"Open your eyes and look carefully."
Wang Dafu suddenly opened the cover, and the mutated and twisted monster appeared in front of everyone!!
Those monsters are 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 skin tissue remaining, making them even more ferocious and terrifying.
Ugh vomit vomit!!
Many people at the scene vomited in public.
The sound immediately caused a chain reaction, with large areas of people feeling intense discomfort and vomiting 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 appearance. You absolutely don't want to know how painful these people were before they died."