Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 832 Utter Despair (22)

The first to feel the impact of the new update were the teams determined to win the Chu family's billion-dollar reward.

Thanks to Xu Zifan's continuous explanations, many players have discovered that their talents are so limited that they struggle even to complete a simple difficulty level, let alone higher difficulties.

However, some players are determined to win the billion-dollar prize.

They started forming teams, a dozen or so players creating a group, constantly gathering information, determined to carve out a bloody path in that cruel world of "Cyber ​​Cultivation".

Because of their intense online activity and taking turns logging in to conquer the game, these small groups became the first players to discover Lin Yuan's updated content.

In a hidden underground cave, the Chu family's secret army was lurking.

The cultivators here are all elites carefully selected by the Chu family. When they are born, the first thing they do is not to cry, but to hold their breath and do a set of crunches, for fear of wasting their previous anaerobic exercise.

They are all drug-resistant superhumans. Sometimes they are pricked during the day, sometimes at night. Even their porridge needs to be prepared using the Nine Dragons Secret Method, which makes their breathing feel bloated.

After settling in a cave, one can sever all emotions and desires, focusing solely on improving one's qi and blood each day. The sweat produced is infused with the fragrance of elixir, filling the cave with a powerful aroma.

They were originally a secret weapon used in the Chu family's entertainment. When they displayed their physical bodies in the illusion on the big screen, every cultivator who saw them would have their instinctive desire for blood and qi awakened, making their eyes bloodshot, their faces flushed, and their beauty eclipsed. After seeing their own blood and qi, they would feel ashamed of themselves.

After that, they would frantically get injections and take medication, eventually accumulating a debt of over 100,000 yuan to the Chu family.

Right now, instead of actively preparing various forms of entertainment, they're playing video games.

A bald cultivator, whose head was already pointed at the top, still injected the pill into his skull to stimulate his primordial spirit, making it as sensitive as possible and to gain more benefits for his account.

After pushing himself to the limit and defeating seventeen opponents in a row with a flying sword to win first place in the game, his primordial spirit finally couldn't withstand the stimulation of the pills and was about to collapse.

Fortunately, these were all elites, and the Chu family didn't have the resources to send these elites to their deaths.

Just as their primordial spirit was about to explode, their physical bodies collapsed first, allowing their primordial spirit to be freed from the medicine and regain a physical body.

It was easy for this monk to die, but his fellow disciples around him had to do a lot more.

The disintegrating flesh looked terrifying, and the bloody scene was shocking no matter when you saw it.

Not to mention that I also need to clean up all these things.

Senior disciples disdain doing such tidying up; only new disciples are expected to personally clean up the 800-pound load as a sign of respect for their seniors.

A burly man, pinching his nose, cleared the items onto a cart and said to another burly man beside him with dissatisfaction, "How many times has this happened today? Is there something wrong with the medicine lately? Why does it keep exploding?"

“I’d like to give it a try.” His companion looked eagerly at his senior who was taking medicine here and there. “I’m naturally resistant to drugs, so injections and pills are as natural to me as breathing. If I were to do this, I promise I wouldn’t be a burden to anyone around me.”

Looking at his companion, the big guy named Qiu Lu thought the other was naive.

He had met many people who were more talented and more resilient than his peers.

Each of them believed themselves to be drug-resistant saints. They would administer a month's worth of acupuncture to the elderly in a single day, and consume ten days' worth of medicine in a single day, until they felt full and the toilet was filled with the smell of medicine.

Such people usually don't live more than half a month. Those with exceptional talent might survive for half a year, but they will eventually die from their bodies exploding because they can't digest their blood and qi. They are then abandoned after the Chu family has squeezed out the last bit of profit from them.

Qiu Lu is the oldest person here.

He has an extraordinary talent: he has a very low profile. His companions have come and gone, but no one has remembered the hardworking Qiu Lu, nor has anyone expected that he would stay here for so long.

He trained every day like a novice, personally administering acupuncture to improve his qi and blood, but he just couldn't get ahead. He would even volunteer for tasks that didn't require older people. But he would absolutely refuse to do drug trials or help the local doctors practice acupuncture techniques.

Before he knew it, he had been at this base for three years.

If he can hold on for a little longer, he can leave this cannibalistic den with the salary given to him by the Chu family and live a happy life without loans.

Just as he silently finished cleaning up his senior, he turned around and saw his boss suddenly appear there.

The boss was also a Qi and Blood Demon. His Qi and Blood had been condensed into something like iron chains. Excess Qi and Blood piled up on his body like armor, even manifesting into various terrifying images, making him look extremely frightening.

Here, apart from Qiu Lu, only his superior stayed longer than him.

Seeing Qiu Lu bow silently and about to leave, he heard his superior say to the young man he had just met, "You're here today to test the drug."

Looking at her jubilant little brother, Qiu Lu felt a pang of sadness.

But this was someone else's karma, and he didn't want to interfere too much. He simply offered his congratulations and then prepared to leave.

He had just stepped out when someone grabbed his neck and forcibly turned his head around.

The powerful boss looked at Qiu Lu with a maniacal smile on his face and said, "Qiu Lu, you go too."

Qiu Lu's eyes widened.

He wasn't surprised that he was asked to test the drug, but rather that the other party actually knew his name.

I usually keep my presence to a minimum, avoiding all sorts of things, and when I see my superiors, I just nod and leave.

Who would have thought that his boss knew his name? How could this not surprise him?

"Aren't you surprised that I know your name?" the boss asked with a smile.

"……Yes."

"Heh, you don't think you've hidden yourself well, do you? You don't fight for anything, you don't want anything, you just work silently for the high salary here. You're the most patient person we've ever met. But the Chu family knows everything. How could someone like you think you can hide it all?"

Qiu Lu's eyes widened, and her sense of relief crumbled instantly.

So, it turns out I've been the one being deceived all along?

Fear surged up, making him stop breathing. After a long pause, he finally asked, "Why did you keep me here until now?"

"Many medications are actually intended for the elderly. We need someone who has been receiving injections for years and whose body has developed some drug resistance. The reason you've stayed until now is entirely because we need you, understand?"

"……clear."

"Alright, then come over and get your acupuncture done. You'd better behave yourself, this is Chu family territory. And don't worry, the medicine I'm giving you is absolutely the best."

"……Yes."

At this moment, Qiu Lu was utterly despondent.

(End of this chapter)