2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

Yan Muyun woke up, sat up and looked around in confusion. The surrounding scene gradually became familiar.

He remembered that he had returned to China and was currently in the dormitory of the college.

After "eating" the elite shapeshifter, it took him several days to recover. The two old men's memories of more than a hundred years together made him lose himself for a time, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Ye Buyu provided a lot of help during this period. At least half of the credit for Yan Muyun's ability to get rid of the influence so quickly was at least half of her fault.

It is said that a long-term illness makes a doctor. After all, Ye Buyu had received a lot of mental treatment before. In addition, she had learned relevant knowledge from Professor Chai Yi when she grew up. Her hypnotic guidance skills were unexpectedly professional, at least for Yan Muyun herself. The effect is still very good.

"Where's Wei Min?"

Yan Muyun walked around the room but couldn't find the other party. It's only seven o'clock in the morning, and it's still on vacation, so the guy probably hasn't gotten up yet.

"Oh, by the way, last night he seemed to say that instructor Gao had something to do with him and Yan Long?"

He didn't think much about it. After washing, he went to the cafeteria to have breakfast, and saw two familiar figures, Di Haotian and Yue Xiao.

Yan Muyun was just about to step forward and say hello, but found that something was wrong with the expressions of the two of them. They seemed to have lost their souls, their faces were gray, and their eyes were dull. After stuffing the buns and steamed dumplings into my mouth, I just opened and closed my mouth mechanically, and I don't know if I tasted it.

After finishing the meal, Yan Muyun sat next to the two of them and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you two like this?"

If Yue Xiao was the only one like this, he wouldn't be very curious, but even Di Haotian, who was often careless and heartless, looked hopeless, which made him very interested. I haven’t seen each other for almost a month, and I don’t know what happened in the meantime.

Di Haotian and Yue Xiao turned to look at him, but they said in unison: "Why are you still here?"

"Why am I still here?" Yan Muyun felt a little strange: "The vacation is over, of course I will go back to the academy."

"Instructor Gao... didn't he look for you?" Yue Xiao asked with a complicated expression.

Yan Muyun shook his head: "They didn't look for me, but they looked for Wei Min and Yan Long."

"Why, why don't you go?" Di Haotian held his head and howled, causing the students around him to look here curiously.

Yue Xiao calmed down and asked with a wry smile: "Do you still remember the day our class went to the amusement park?"

"Um."

"After we went to the amusement park, the teacher took us to a prison full of death row inmates."

"Um."

"Then do you still remember what Instructor Gao Cheng once said in that prison?"

"What?" Yan Muyun was stunned for a moment. He had indeed forgotten this.

Yue Xiao just opened her mouth to say something, but couldn't help but retched. Turning pale, he wiped the corners of his mouth, and then whispered: "He said that the next time we go to that prison, we need to execute a death row prisoner with our own hands. How about it, have you remembered?"

"And Gao didn't even give us a gun. He only gave us a dagger of this length, and then asked us to fight one on one with the prisoners." Di Haotian stretched out his hand and gestured with resentment.

"Ah...oh." Yan Muyun then noticed that half of the gauze was exposed in Yue Xiao's left sleeve, and there should be a stab wound underneath.

He scratched his face and wanted to say something to comfort the two of them, but he didn't know what to say.

After thinking for a long time, Yan Muyun decided to take a sip of steaming beef noodles.

After possessing the memories of the Liu couple and the shape-shifting monster, the word "killing" no longer seemed so difficult for him to accept. As long as he wanted to, he could always recall the expressions and cries of more than a dozen villagers who died tragically that night before they died, and this was from the first-person perspective.

But even putting aside this memory, there is a high probability that he would not feel uncomfortable because of something of this magnitude.

To put it bluntly, although Di Haotian and Yue Xiao are very powerful, they are still little white rabbits living in an ivory tower and have not experienced enough.

...

Whitewater Prison.

Wei Min and Yan Long were standing in a dark monitoring room with tense expressions.

Wearing camouflage short-sleeved trousers, Gao Cheng, who was as tall as an iron tower, was standing with his back to them, looking at the dozens of screens in front of him with no expression on his face.

Following his line of sight, the two quickly spotted several familiar faces on the screen in the corner.

"Those are...Karl and Lin Han?" Wei Min couldn't help but ask.

In the picture, Karl, who originally had long flowing golden hair, was shaved off. He was pacing back and forth in the activity area of ​​the prison with nothing to do. He looked relaxed and carefree, as if he was not worried about the environment he was currently in.

On another screen, a large bathroom was displayed. Lin Han, wearing a dark blue uniform, was holding a mop and carefully mopping each tile. He even occasionally needed to pick up a rag to wipe his urine. Pool.

"They have been inside for almost a week." Gao Cheng's voice was low.

"So...what are they doing inside?" Wei Min asked.

Gao Cheng glanced at him sideways: "Don't you know why I called you here?"

"I know." Wei Min and Yan Long responded at the same time.

"Direct execution is too simple for them." Gao Cheng turned his attention to the screen again: "So I just gave them a target, no weapons, and no time limit, letting them find opportunities to get rid of each other."

Let college students go into prisons and fight hand-to-hand with those vicious prisoners, and they have to kill each other?

Yan Long felt a little ridiculous, and his pupils shrank slightly: "Is this too random?"

Gao Cheng turned around and looked at him expressionlessly: "Don't worry, you only need to kill one prisoner with a dagger."

Yan Long was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "I'm not afraid, I can be like them..."

"I don't care what you think, you just need to do what I ask, no other questions."

Gao Cheng interrupted him, and then pointed at Wei Min: "You, go and change your clothes. After changing your clothes, come here to get the target information from me."

Wei Min pointed to his nose, looking a little unbelievable. After being stared at indifferently by the other party for a while, he sighed as if resigned to his fate and shuffled towards the door like an eggplant beaten by frost.

"And you are ready too."

Gao Cheng turned to look at Yan Long and said in a low voice: "Your opponent was once the Triple Crown Champion of the underground arena. During the arrest, he also killed a master of the Strange Detection Department. Although he is mainly difficult to deal with with supernatural powers, After all, it can be regarded as fighting out of blood and corpses... I promised him that as long as he can kill you, his execution can be suspended for three years."

Yan Long was taken away.

After a brief silence in the monitoring room, Gao Cheng reached out and took out the walkie-talkie and said to the other end: "Karl and Lin Han spent a little too long, causing them some trouble."

"Then do you still remember what Instructor Gao Cheng once said in that prison?"