Infinite Horror: The Strongest Zhongzhou Team

From the inside out, from head to toe, it can be said to have been completely renewed.

Even under prolonged pressure from gravity.

The shortest of them all, Wencai, actually had his dream come true.

It completed its second growth spurt and grew a few centimeters taller.

As the one who performed the best in training, Qiu Sheng earned the admiration of all three masters.

It can be said that even if Qiu Sheng is not the strongest, he is definitely the one who has brought the most change.

This made Uncle Nine very gratified.

As for the reason behind it, it was naturally hidden by Xiao Honglu and Uncle Jiu.

The few dirty tricks I used are not something I can tell outsiders.

Jiale had also privately asked Xiao Honglu about his wish to be like Qiusheng.

However, after Xiao Honglu made several premises and assumptions based on Jingjing, Jiale finally gave up.

However, in the time that followed, the way this person looked at his cousin became more admiring and reluctant.
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"Lie down?"

"Senior, why does it look so much like a coffin?"

"Sister Xin'er, is this also a high-tech device like Moss?"

Four people dressed in camouflage were discussing something.

In their eyes, the thing in front of him was no different from a coffin.

If there is any difference, it's that the wooden ones have been replaced by four metal ones.

Xin'er nodded to the puzzled Jingjing.

"Yes, it's high-tech."

Xin'er pointed to the four metal cocoon-like chambers and explained:
"This is actually a virtual world device."

"Three months is still too short, so you need to go to other places to study for the last seven days."

"Learning things that are not suitable for teaching."

Jia Le reacted quickly: "Other places, so it must be here?"

Xiao Honglu stood up from the terminals of the four metal capsules, nodded to the four people, and said:

"Here are some mini-games that Zhan Lan and I researched before. They're not enough for us, but they should be enough for the four of you."

"As for what the virtual world is and what you need to do, Moss will give you instructions once you enter. Just follow the steps."

"This is also the final assessment, which will last for seven days."

"And remember my words, you will not die."

Qiu Sheng, completely bewildered, raised his hand:
"Senior, senior, do we need to lie here for seven days?"

Xiao Honglu nodded: "That's right."

Qiu Sheng suddenly became anxious: "Then I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Honglu said with a smile, "You will naturally see it."

At the same time, Xiao Honglu added a final sentence in his mind.

"At the same time, that was your last training session."

In Xiao Honglu's words, it was a training program to shatter one's worldview.

On the other side, Wen Cai pressed his face against the cold glass screen, touching and licking it, making the people around him feel disgusted.

Sometimes it's like that; the appearance changes, but the core essence remains the same.

Therefore, Xiao Honglu believed that once he was gone...

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai will probably be reduced to ashes again, and they'll have to be completely broken down and rebuilt from scratch.

That's why we had this final seven-day training plan.

"Will it hurt?"

Uncle Nine's voice rang out from behind Wen Cai: "Of course not, it will be very comfortable!"

"Would you like a massage from the masseur?"

"Humph!"

As Wencai was speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his knee.

However, the long-term weight training had already brought Wencai's physical fitness to the peak of a normal person.

In addition, he is in his prime, so this is arguably his strongest state.

So at the same time as he half-squatted down, he had already flipped over by supporting himself with his front hand on the ground.

He actually jumped more than two meters away.

Don't let Wencai's sleazy appearance and mature looks fool you; if you took off his clothes, you'd see he had a real muscular physique.

After all, more than two months of special forces-style training cannot be faked.

Not to mention Wencai, even Jingjing is like that.

Just as everyone was chatting, the terminal in front of Xiao Honglu lit up with a green light.

As the sound of airlock was heard, the four metal cocoon chambers finally opened.

Looking at the fully automatic opening glass screen.

The four people were all a little nervous knowing that they would be lying down in the bed soon.

But there was also curiosity amidst the tension.

It felt like my first time skydiving.

Fear of heights is innate.

However, humanity's yearning for the sky has never been bound by individual will.

So when they opened their eyes in the air, they all subconsciously revealed their deepest desires.

Looking at the technology and sophisticated display instruments that seemed to belong to another world.

The heart rate readings on the forearms of the four individuals were steadily increasing.

This morning, they were able to jump down while eating steamed buns.

However, this could not stop the four people's fear of unknown technology.

There was no way around it; Moss existed.

The process of gaining experience was extremely painful.

And each one is deeply memorable, etched into my very bones.

After watching the four people lie down, the metal hatch closed.

Uncle Nine, Master Four Eyes, and Master Yixiu all came over.

Even though they knew what was going to happen next, they were still surprised.

One minute later.

Master Four Eyes looked down at Jia Le and sighed:
"They really didn't drown."

The reason for this is that at this moment, all four metal chambers are filled with a pale green liquid.

The four of them, including Jingjing, were enveloped in terror, their eyes wide open.

Fortunately, the four of them didn't panic for long before they realized that this "water" was not actually "water".

Not only can I breathe, but I also feel a very comfortable sensation.

And they soon lost consciousness.

As the last person closed their eyes and fell into a coma, Xin'er nodded to Xiao Honglu, who was not far away.

The next moment, various metal wires were pulled out from the bottom of the cabin and systematically connected to the various nerve junctions.

Then, a terrifyingly long needle pierced directly into his brain from below.

The three masters watching were also quite nervous.

Then, Uncle Nine, Four Eyes, and Ikkyu, who all sensed something, widened their eyes.

"A soul, is this the aura of a soul?"

"The souls of those four people actually left their bodies?"

"A condition of separation of souls? No, it's the ability of this metal capsule?"

Uncle Nine took out a Bagua mirror from his pocket, pulled out the compass in the middle, and looked at the four people:

"What's going on? It didn't leave the body."

"Their souls are still inside their bodies."

The four eyes pointed to the thick electrical cables connecting the four metal compartments:

"But what just left from here was their souls!"

"It's split in two?"

"But that shouldn't be the case?"

Master Ikkyu tapped the wooden fish in his hand, and then said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoists, don't forget that a person has three souls and seven spirits."

"It is not impossible to divide it into two."

"If I am not mistaken, this special magical artifact of Fellow Daoist Xiao..."

Its function is to extract a portion of one's soul and project it into an illusion to create a convincing illusion—that's what you call a training function, right?

Xiao Honglu nodded: "Master Yixiu is right."

Master Four Eyes nodded thoughtfully, then looked up curiously:
"May I ask, what kind of illusion is this?"

Xiao Honglu looked at the four people who had already fainted.

He said meaningfully, "Situation theater, role-playing."
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The night is dark and windy.

The four people standing in the courtyard looked at each other.

For a moment, no one understood what was going on.

In a panic, Wen Cai even threw away the long knife in his hand.

It made a crisp, loud sound when it fell to the ground in the quiet environment. The next moment, the mechanical voice of Moss resounded throughout the world.

Despite the inappropriate timing, the four of them felt a sense of peace for no apparent reason.

But soon, the four of them changed their minds.

"Please get ready, all four of you."

Mission Title: To repay your kindness on the Golden Terrace, I will wield the Jade Dragon and die for you.

This time, my identity is: a suicide squad member!

"Mission prompt: By the Lord's grace, my body is no longer my own. I have been given this mission, and upon completion, I shall perish!"

Moss's voice ended.

Outside the gates and courtyards, on the eaves and rooftops, black figures fluttered and landed.

But in the blink of an eye.

The courtyard, which was originally empty and only had four people, was now full of figures.

Before the four could even understand what was going on with this series of changes...

The first middle-aged man to land drew his sword from his waist.

He shouted, "Kill!"

The word "kill" was uttered.

The sound of swords being drawn echoed throughout the area.

The next moment, dozens of figures closest to the four in the inner circle strode forward and swung their knives to strike.

Of the four, Jingjing, Jiale, and Qiusheng all had knives, and with their recent training, they were able to hold off a few blows despite the rush.

With his hands empty, Wen Cai watched as the long sword slashed at his own arm, blood splattering, until the blade finally got stuck between the broken bones.

He lost all his spirits.

Unfortunately, those men in black wouldn't give him time.

Dozens of people are attacking at the same time, which means that on average, each person can be assigned to at least three people.

So, just as Wencai was lost in thought...

He felt a chill on his chest as a long, snow-white knife entered from the right side of his spine and exited through his chest.

And that's not all, because this is only the second person.

Without distinguishing heads from bodies, the momentum continues unabated.

next moment.

As the long sword swung in a circular motion, Wen Cai felt his gaze begin to rise.

Finally, his gaze swept around in the air and he saw his own body.

This time, however, his familiar body had lost its head.

These three stabs, delivered in less than three seconds, left Wen Cai no chance to scream before he was instantly killed.

Meanwhile, the other three people not far away were caught off guard and unable to defend themselves.

In addition, Wencai's unexpected death inevitably distracted him.

He persisted for less than half a minute before following in Wencai's footsteps.

They also ended up losing their heads.

Four heads rolled into the pool of blood.

This was their first death, and their first beheading.
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The night is dark and windy.

In the quiet, deserted courtyard.

Wencai, Jingjing, Jiale, Qiusheng.

All four of them were breathing heavily.

"Our clothes... these are night-clothes?"

"And the ones on their arms, so we're suicide squads?"

Jiale noticed that the display on his forearm had changed back to the prompt Moss had given him.

Jingjing pressed her chest, which was pounding in her chest, and asked, "So, this is the training Senior Xiao was talking about?"

At this moment, Wencai kept looking at his arm.

This person even lay down and picked at the dirt on the floor tiles, holding it under their nose.

"Is this all fake?"

"But my arm, and this dirt!"

"And my head!!!"

Wencai hugged his neck and touched it as he spoke, only then did he feel relieved.

However, no matter what he did this time, Wencai never let go of the knife in his hand.

Jia Le looked around in confusion: "So what do we need to do...?"

Jia Le hadn't finished speaking.

Whoosh whoosh!
One by one, black figures appeared.

The forced and unprovoked plot has begun again.

"kill!"

Almost the same as last time.

Or rather, there's no difference.

One side is ruthless and decisive, every strike drawing blood and aimed at killing; they will not stop until a decapitation is achieved.

The other party was still confused, so the result was as expected.

the third time.

The four of them were forced to learn how to defend themselves with knives.

the fourth time.

I held on for half a minute.

the fifth time.

Jingjing saw Jiale's arm, which had been chopped off and was used to shield her.

Hot blood splashed into Jingjing's eyes, causing her to squint instinctively.

As expected, a long sword pierced through the two people who were embracing each other.

Then, two men in black leaped up from behind and swung their knives at him.

Jia Le and Jing Jing's heads fell to the ground once again.

the sixth time.

Wen Cai jumped up from the ground and gripped the hilt of the knife with both hands:
"Never mind, they just killed me, so they're the bad guys. If you're going to kill a bad guy, then kill him first!"

Qiu Sheng closed his eyes and said to himself again and again, as if hypnotized:

"Yes, they are bad people. Bad people can be killed. We can kill people. We can't get through this if we don't kill people!"

Jiale and Jingjing exchanged a serious glance.

After dying six times, the four finally understood one thing: in addition to being killed by the other party, they could also kill.

After making the decision.

This time, without any instruction, the four of them learned on their own and stood back to back to prepare.

And just as the first dark figure appeared, before it even landed.

The four of them immediately lunged forward.

They may not be highly educated, but they know two sayings: one is "to catch the thief, first catch the king!"
The second sentence is "It's better to go down first."

The figure in black had not yet landed when the old forces had dissipated and the new forces had not yet emerged.

Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng didn't use any fancy moves and directly clashed.

One figure on the left, one on the right, blocked the two swords.

Despite being completely haphazard, the forceful strike still had some effect.

It was visible to the naked eye that the two powerful blows shook the long knife in the black-clad man's hand so badly that he could hardly hold it.

As a result, Jia Le's third stab was not blocked and went straight into his heart.

What surprised the three of them was the fourth slash that Jingjing unleashed.

It might be the wrong angle.

The entire head was severed, except for the front half.

Even so, they completed their first murder.

However, to be precise, it was Jingjing who committed the murder.

The remaining people won't give them four time to rest.

This time, perhaps it's because there's no leader to take charge.

That was the longest they had ever persisted.

But the final result didn't change anything.

Apart from Jingjing, the other three were timid and hesitant.

Seventh time.

They perished together, and all four were killed.

The eighth time.

With more and more wounds on their bodies, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were in so much pain that they felt like they were going crazy.

If your left hand breaks, switch to your right.

Once they killed the first person, it was as if everything changed. (End of Chapter)