I have a room in Huangquan

Although the unique turning sound of the engine is very realistic, I remember very clearly that this engine was upgraded a long time ago.

Reduced noise effect, enhanced torque.

The negative effect that can be brought is that every about 1 minute, there will be a very harsh idling sound.

I have done research on this engine on campus, so I know it very well.

Moreover, there was a big error in the model of the transport plane.

Since three years ago, this new type of transport aircraft has been equipped with the latest and fastest low-noise jet engines.

The mistakes of the two appeared on a transport plane, which made me conclude that the plane may be fake.

It's not just the plane that's fake.

I'm afraid that what they see through the window may not be true after getting in the car.

And here...

Looking back at the basement in front of him, I can't judge the familiar feeling wrongly, it is the spiritual energy space.

"Come out quickly!"

The big guy in the car was still trying to get the other girl out.

But the girl was obviously frightened by the situation just now, she covered her head and curled up into a ball, refusing to leave the car.

"Don't touch me, don't touch me, I want to go home! What kind of training, I don't care I want to go home, go home!"

The big man failed to pull the girl out, but was caught with two cuts on his body, so he could only walk out of the carriage with a helpless expression.

Like Ding Xiaoyi and Li Qing, the big man was obviously stunned by the empty basement in front of him.

"Get to know me, I'm Beckett! I'm of English descent!"

Beckett grinned and introduced himself to the two.

England has long since disappeared. This historical country has now been divided into the seventh district.

So naturally there is no such thing as the so-called English origin.

Officials have more accurately divided them into Western European nations.

It's just that they like to call themselves this old-fashioned title.

This seems to be common to most nationalities.

Just like the Korean people, they always like to publicize the strong past of their own group to everyone around them.

For example, all kinds of magical inventions seem to come from them.

Dahe Nationality will always tirelessly use the online disk to tell you what kind of contribution they have made to popularize extracurricular education for young people.

"Li Qing."

Li Qing lifted his glasses frame and reached out to Beckett.

After the two shook hands, they focused their eyes on Ding Xiaoyi at the same time.

Ding Xiaoyi nodded slightly to the two: "Just call me Xiaoyi." After saying this, he looked at the girl in the car.

But the girl has obviously refused to communicate with them.

A person curled up in the car, holding a mobile phone in his hand, as if he was constantly asking for help from the outside world.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi took out his mobile phone and found that the mobile phone had lost any signal.

"It looks like our training has already started."

Although it feels a bit routine, but he has reached this point, and he is also curious about what the so-called training of the trade union looks like.

"Hey, I'm looking forward to it too!"

Beckett also looked excitedly at the dim world in front of him.

I thought it would be a boring textbook training, but I didn't expect it to be so exciting.

This is much better than he imagined.

"Ding!"

At this time, a light in front flashed.

As the lights flickered, an elevator door opened from the darkness, and the faint light formed a stark contrast with the empty space around.

Seems to be reminding them to get into the elevator.

"Go in and have a look!"

At this point, we can only move forward step by step.

As for whether he can successfully complete the task, he is not worried at all. The worst result is that he fails the training and then goes home.

If this is the case, he has no scruples at all.

"Can……"

Li Qing looked back at the girl who was sitting in the car and refused to come out, he hesitated for a moment.

"You like it, you can coax it yourself."

A woman is a creature that is cute and cute sometimes, but when she loses her temper, it's useless for you to talk to her.

I dare not say that I am a veteran in the field of love, but I am by no means a fledgling.

Besides, I don't know her well, so why should I coax her by myself.

Besides, if you stay here, you will be eliminated at most, and being by your side is a burden.

Ding Xiaoyi walked into the elevator without looking back.

As for Beckett, he even showed Li Qing the scratches on his hands, which clearly reminded Li Qing.

I saw both of them walking up the elevator quickly.

Li Qing struggled for a while, and shouted twice, but when the girl didn't respond to him, he could only give up.

However, when the three of them stepped onto the elevator.

Suddenly "Boom!" A wave of upsurge hit.

The deafening roar made the entire elevator shake violently.

"Om..."

Ding Xiaoyi covered his ears, and as the roar dissipated, a buzzing tinnitus echoed in his ears.

The scorching flames in front of his eyes swallowed the entire car in an instant.

The residue after bào zhà was scattered on the ground.

It was even vaguely recognizable that the girl's arm was blown off, and some pieces of meat that could no longer be seen as the organ.

There is a pungent smell in the air.

Even the burning sensation on the cheeks.

The three of them looked at each other for a while, and the door of the elevator was also closed at this time.

Suddenly there was a dead silence in the elevator.

No one expected that it would explode.

Li Qing felt that he had stepped on something, he couldn't help lowering his head to take a look, his pupils tightened suddenly, his body jumped up as if he was getting an electric shock, and stuck himself firmly on the elevator.

One finger, with diamond flowers on the broken nails, a wisp of green smoke permeated the closed elevator along the scorched finger.

A smell similar to barbecue was passed into the nostrils of the three of them.

Beckett, who was still excited just now, almost vomited out immediately.

"Really...this...this...vomit~~"

Li Qing couldn't take it anymore, he turned around and vomited in the corner.

Immediately, the already dull elevator was covered with a sour smell, which was even more unbearable.

Beckett resisted the churning of his stomach, his face was black, the veins on his forehead were jumping, and his eyes were as big as a cowbell.

The only one among the three who could calm down was Ding Xiaoyi himself.

It's not that he's mentally strong.

Anyone who faces death will feel intense discomfort.

It's just whether it's the smell in the air or the finger on the ground.

Compared with the robber who was manipulated by the big red shoes not long ago, they are all insignificant.

At least, it's a fresh corpse.

That's right, this statement is cruel, but it is very true. Compared with those corpses that have been highly decomposed and exude a greasy smell, this corpse is definitely nothing.

It's just that even so, Ding Xiaoyi's complexion is also not good.

Sudden bào zhà.

A young girl in her prime was blown to pieces just like that in the bombardment.

This is the so-called training? ?

At this time, he remembered what Redding said through the TV screen: "The trade union has a death quota every year."

At first, I thought it was just a trick by Redding to scare them.

Now it seems that this is not a joke.

"Fuck!"

Ding Xiaoyi slammed his fist on the door of the elevator.

It's because they think too much about the trade union, and they forget that the trade union is an authority that sits on an equal footing with the alliance and holds the power of life and death.

If Wang Jialiang and Iron Claw's behavior before, let him have a little good opinion of the union.

So now, this goodwill disappeared in an instant.

"Hey, why is there an oil painting here?"

In order to divert his attention, Beckett focused his eyes for a moment, and there was an oil painting hanging in the elevator.

It seems that the oil painting has a sense of age.

In this era, even imitation oil paintings are often very expensive luxury goods.

How can it be randomly placed in the elevator, and it doesn't match the style of the elevator.

Ding Xiaoyi also obviously noticed, and the style of the oil painting is also weird.

On the empty street, two dimly lit oil lamps hung, and a scarecrow with a sickle appeared on the street.

The author's dark style of painting makes the scarecrow look like he is in the dark and about to emerge.

Under the oil painting, there is a line of small words: "Please turn off the lights at seven o'clock!"

Is this the name of the oil painting? ?

"Ding!"

At this time, the elevator door slowly opened.

Ding Xiaoyi and the three quickly walked out of the elevator.

No, it should be said that he escaped.

The smell inside already made people feel like they would collapse if they stayed for another second.

Especially Li Qing's vomit, in Ding Xiaoyi's eyes, it was more disgusting than that finger on the ground.

He even felt that the smell of instant noodles on his body was a thousand times better than the air in the elevator.

As soon as they got out of the elevator, the oncoming fresh air immediately relieved the tense teeth of the three of them. The cold temperature, like a basin of cold water sprinkled on their faces, gradually eased the emotions of the three of them.

The medieval-style buildings in front of them appeared in front of them in a criss-cross pattern.

The road paved with gravel made the three of them seem to have returned to an extremely ancient era.

"Wait, isn't this the oil painting we saw just now??"