I was Born in Hell

7 people.

This is the last number of people to wake up from the nightmare space.

The city created by the corridor of bitter illusions collapsed and shattered, and waves of consciousness flooded back into their bodies. The strong discomfort made their stomachs convulse continuously, and many people vomited out the bitter water.

It's like a lifetime away.

No. 02 looked at everything around him in confusion.

Looking up, the stars are dotted with silver fragments of moonlight shining on him.

The evil huge purple pupils disappeared, and he was still sitting in the base city.

"How did this happen... We were in a coma for a week?"

This week's hellish special training is so real, the pain of those carrion monsters tearing apart their bodies seems to still remain in their consciousness.

"Do not."

"You guys just took a nap for a while."

Gu Fan slowly opened his eyes, and his phantom pupils shone with evil light. After absorbing enough pain and despair, his ability grew a little.

"Welcome back."

"The seven of you have successfully overcome the difficulties."

Gu Fan's words shocked the surviving dead soldiers. What does it mean to take a nap?

No. 01, No. 02, No. 03, No. 07, No. 13, No. 72, No. 91...

Only the remaining 7 people repeatedly confirmed today's date and confirmed that they were only in a coma for a few hours.

The time flow rate of the nightmare space is completely different from that of the real world. Human conscious thinking can operate faster under certain conditions, and the efficiency will be increased many times accordingly.

"Don't doubt it, just rest well."

"We will continue tomorrow, the first day of special training is over."

What?

Do you want to continue tomorrow?

The hellish special training only lasted for one day.

Their days to come will be even more painful and miserable.

The 7 people all showed incredible expressions, and at the same time, the eyes they looked at Gu Fan also changed. How terrifying is the man with extraordinary power? ?

In one thought, a world of nightmares was created.

In just a few hours, countless killings were caused, and people died hundreds of thousands of times.

Look around again.

Of the one hundred refugees who looked down on death, there were only seven left in the end.

Each of them can be regarded as firm-willed, and each has the courage to die, but not even one tenth of them can really persevere.

"Okay, don't be surprised."

Le Zhiqi appeared at the right time. Facing these younger brothers whom she had trained, she showed a caring smile: "I'll take you to a big meal to make up for your hurt hearts."

The 7 people were in a daze and were taken away.

There is also a special celebration banquet waiting for them, trying to fill the wounds in their hearts with delicacies from mountains and seas.

As for Gu Fan, he returned to Xiaoyanglou for a deep consciousness rest.

"One week is already my limit for the time being."

Gu Fan said to himself, it is not easy to simulate a city for manipulation.

He must maintain the consciousness of everyone at all times, keep his memory and thinking in a "awake" state, remember every mistake and lesson he has 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 is far beyond my current ability, and I can't compress the time of consciousness to the extreme yet."

Gu Fan recalled the scene of fighting the nightmare beast, Wu Ze and Le Zhiqi were trapped in the world of consciousness, and they were all calculated in units of "years".

it seems...

The ability of the Hall of Misery Illusion still has a bigger and bigger room for excavation.

But I have to say that the pain and despair of those people is very delicious, and my consciousness has also been slightly improved.

Gu Fan figured out some problems and entered a dormant state.

At the same time, his consciousness kept diving, from the surface of the sea of ​​memory at the beginning, all the way to the bottom... to dig into the nightmare realm that he had never reached.

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the next day.

The event that Wang Dafu used 300 catties of grain to buy human life shocked the entire slum area.

The families of members who dared to "go to death" yesterday received the compensation money immediately.

Moreover, they were also protected by the Rainstorm organization. This news was even more shocking, proving that all the conditions offered were true.

At this moment, the entire slum area boiled.

In the last days, everyone has a story, and everyone is burdened with great suffering.

In this cruel world, human life is as humble as grass, but now this humble life can be clearly marked and sold for a good price.

900 places.

There are 900 places left.

Giving one's own life to pave a good road for loved ones seems to be a good choice! !

morning hours.

Before Wang Dafu appeared, the black street was already crowded with people.

Countless poor survivors gathered around the booth, clamoring that they wanted to "sell their lives".

"Boss Wang..."

"There are too many people who came to work today, far more than 1,000 people, what should I do?"

The foreheads of Wang Dafu's subordinates are covered with fine sweat. If the recruitment is still carried out according to yesterday's method, the 900 places may be filled in just a few minutes.

Wang Dafu was calm and composed.

Holding the big pipe, he took a puff comfortably, puffed out the smoke slowly, and said relaxedly: "I have already asked the boss about this matter yesterday, and it will naturally be arranged."

Not long after.

Wang Dafu boarded the booth.

The noise rose and fell with each other, and the sea of ​​people was boiling, and many people shouted things like "I want to sell my life".

Wang Dafu looked around, holding a loudspeaker and said in a cold voice: "I know what you're thinking. Some people want to try it with a fluke attitude, and some people think 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 arranged in advance, and several rows of his men carried many corpses covered by black cloth to the booth.

"You guys widen your eyes and watch carefully."

Wang Dafu suddenly lifted the cloth cover, and a mutated and twisted monster appeared in front of everyone! !

Those monsters are all dead soldiers who went out of control yesterday.

Their skins were cracked and torn, disgusting mutated tissues filled their bodies, and thick dirty blood flowed.

These monsters were disembowelled, or their heads were blown out, and their deaths were extremely tragic. Some people even had mutated and distorted cheeks, and some human flesh tissue remained, making them even more terrifying.

Vomit! !

Many people at the scene vomited in public.

The sound immediately caused a chain reaction, and a large number of people felt strongly uncomfortable and vomited crazily.

The air around the booth was filled with a sour smell, and Wang Dafu even felt a little nauseous, thinking that he shouldn't eat so much in the morning...

"Are you lucky?"

"Then keep your eyes open and look at them!!"

"These monsters are all recruited and selected yesterday, and now they have mutated into this appearance. You absolutely don't want to know how painful these people are before they die."

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