I didn't have much energy to think about what Ibhi's tone meant, though, knowing in my heart that it was just a neural simulation, but it was all too real......

The first level is probably flogging, but it is not an ordinary leather whip. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although I have not studied the relevant knowledge, but through the feeling of the body can be clearly distinguished, this should be the so-called "five-flower whip", made of five different animal skins, whipped on the body, each trace has five different pains, what's more, this whip core does not know what to weave, it seems to be soaked in animal oil after the dry thorns, countless hard and sharp barbs with teeth and claws climbing on the whip body, in a trance I even thought I heard the sound of barbs tearing flesh.

"So, now you can say, which ninja village are you from?" Ibhi's voice rang out just in time.

This guy has no experience in receiving torture at all, and the trajectory of these two curves is actually exactly the same!

Hearing Ibiki's question, my tense spirit relaxed slightly, and my attention shifted for a moment.

"From, which ninja village? Needless to say? I opened my eyes in confusion, but suddenly remembered that I was being tortured!

"Oh, I can't say it, I can't say it~" I closed my eyes again.

Ibi laughed and shook his head, reaching for the buttons on the instrument.

"So, it's time for the next level, Yoyo."

I was waiting intently, but I didn't wait for anything to change, and when I opened my eyes, I found Ibiki looking at me.

"Yoyo, if you go on like this, you will soon reach the limit~ You have to relax your mind, don't always think about being tortured, you know?" Ibiki said seriously.

"Oh......" I muttered, but I didn't know what to do.

Ibiki pressed the second button, and her heart was in turmoil - although it was a test, if you want to achieve your goal, you must treat it like a real prisoner, and it is absolutely impossible to have mercy in this way!

Touching the secret order in his arms, "Regardless of the test level, be sure to torture the relevant information!" ”

Really, I'm sorry, Yoyo~

"What's your name?"

"What did you eat this morning?"

"Where are you on xx-year-xx-month-xx?"

"What country are you from?"

"The goal of this mission?"

"What is the number of kunai in the standard configuration of a ninja?"

“…………”

Interrogation is often interspersed with unexpected questions to ease and confuse the nerves of the interrogator, which is also one of the means of interrogation, especially for those who have become delirious, and the answers to these unguarded questions are often blurted out like a reflex, and once there is a first breakthrough, there will be a second or a third.

I listened to Ibiki's words, focused on his question, carefully discerned the meaning of each sentence, and no longer considered the physical sensations, at first I thought the content of the question was very funny, but gradually, my consciousness became blurred, I felt that his voice was very distant, and I couldn't hear it intermittently, and I unconsciously began to ask and answer myself in my heart.

"What color do you like - bright yellow~"

"Your name is—Yoyo."

"The client of the mission-actually, if that's the case, it should be Ibiki, right?"

Suddenly realized that he seemed to make a sound, and he was startled and came to his senses.

Could it be that the information has been leaked? So, the test failed!?

When I opened my eyes, Ibiki was staring at the monitor with her back to me, holding the table with one hand and the other hanging in the air, not knowing if she had just finished adjusting the instrument or was about to make the next adjustment.

"Who is your shinobi instructor?"

The voice that was deliberately lowered reached my ears through such a thick body, and it seemed even deeper.

Seems like I'm just subconsciously moaning meaninglessly?

Ibiki felt something strange behind her and turned around, "What do you think, Yoyo?" "The voice is very gentle.

I moved slightly, regaining the sensation in my limbs and confirming my presence.

The pain was everywhere, but I couldn't tell what it was, it didn't seem like it belonged to me anymore. Every second made me think I had reached my limit, but I was able to get through it.

"Say it, say it, it's all over." Ibiki's voice was calm.

Yes, I really want to end this immediately, but I can't say that. Although it's just a test, I believe that in the life of a ninja, this kind of thing is inevitable, and now, it's just a rehearsal, and selling information is selling trust, and I won't do this kind of thing.

So, helpless but stubborn eyes stared at Ibiki, "Now, what level is it?" ”

As soon as the words came out, even I was startled, is this voice really mine? Hoarse and unbelievably old.

Ibiki shook his head, "It's just the fifth level~ Yoyo, you must know that the difficulty level of the torture test is not as simple as 1+1=2, and the next five levels, that level of pain is not something that a young ninja like you can bear~" In fact, as long as you can pass the test of the sixth level, you can be regarded as passing the upper ninja test, but ......

"Do you feel unbearable anymore?" Ibiki turned on the lights.

You can clearly see that all my exposed skin is covered with fine beads of sweat, which slide down drop by drop, merging into a river, and accumulating a small puddle on the ground under the chair.

The ticking of the wall clock on the wall made me feel that time passed very slowly, and my eyes turned to the instruments on the table, hoping to move on to the next level as soon as possible, even if it would be more painful, but after all, it was one step closer to the end.

And the waiting between this process is the most erosive of people's will and makes them weak.

Ibiki apparently understood this better than I did, so she didn't make a move, just leaned back on the table and stared at me.

Silent.

Just as my consciousness was gradually sinking, there was a soft "pop" and the sixth level began.

"Wow!" Sit up straight, if it weren't for the safety lock, I'm afraid I would have jumped up and forced myself to swallow the sound of pain, from now on, I must grit my teeth!

"So, still don't you want to say?" The lights dimmed again.

I just made a slight head-swing motion, and Ibiki had already pressed another button.

"Hmm~" really, I couldn't help it, squeezed out the suppressed choke from the depths of my chest, my body trembled uncontrollably, and tears quietly oozed out of the corners of my eyes, but it was mixed with sweat, making it impossible to distinguish.

"Now, answer me—"

For a few seconds, I felt like I didn't belong to this world anymore, knowing that someone was asking me, but I didn't know what he was talking about.

In the haze, it seemed to return to the corridor after death, but there were no doors at either end, but an empty white light.

I ran to one end of it, trying to see through the white light.

"This is your hometown, do you want to see it?" A voice asked.

Hometown...... My heart moved, it seemed to be a very far away place~

The white light gradually thinned, and a crack had appeared in the lightest place, and it could be vaguely seen.

Yes! It was the hill behind my house, and it was exactly what the snow looked like at the beginning of the day, and the octagonal pavilion on the top of the hill was mixed with a snow-covered pine forest, which together outlined a round roof.

When I wanted to look again, my eyes were already blurred with tears.

I closed my eyes, turned around, wiped a handful of tears, and walked to the other end of the passage.

"This is the place you have always wanted to protect, and the people you want to protect." The voice sounded again.

The white light dissipated, revealing two large old wooden doors painted with vermilion "あん", and on the inside of the door, with Kakashi as the center, two rows of human walls stood out.

I looked at it stupidly, is this my heart?

So, is it time for me to choose? Go back, or stay?

Why is this happening?

In my confusion, I felt someone gently shaking my shoulder.

"Yoyo, Yoyo, wake up~" is a very unreal voice~ ignore it.

"Yoyo? You okay?! "I'm a little anxious.

I realized that it seemed to be Ibhi, and then, as I gradually sobered up, I opened my eyes.

"Whew~~~" He exhaled a long breath, feeling that his whole body was sticky and uncomfortable, and then he found that all the pain had disappeared, the safety lock had been opened, and the electrodes on his arm and in front of him had been removed.

Moving my body to let Ibiki help me take off the equipment behind me, I asked a little nervously, "Is the test over?" So, what is the result? ”

"Ah, it's over. You pass out when you enter the eighth level, so, it's automatically over. Ibiki replied lightly. Didn't look at me - in fact, you were already in a coma at the beginning of the seventh level, but in that case, you still couldn't succeed in hypnosis, so you could only take the risk of forcibly advancing to the eighth level, although it might cause ...... However, the secret order is so...... But I really didn't expect that I was also the object of protection! Ho ho ~ Ibiki laughed self-deprecatingly, it's really ironic~

"Huh?! Passed out? So, did I fail? "When I was in a hurry, I knocked my teeth, and I felt a faint pain in the gums, and my mouth was full of blood.

I took out a bag of water and rinsed my mouth, the injured oral mucosa was irritated by the cold water, causing bursts of pain, and I took a few breaths of cold air.

"No, there was no failure, because you didn't leak any information related to the mission-" Ibiki's eyes flickered a few times.

"Actually, as long as you persist in passing the sixth level, even if you pass it~ You survived to the eighth level, which is already a good result for Shangnin." Ibiki had already packed her things and was staring at me with complicated eyes.

"Hmm...... "I don't have the strength to say anything else knowing that the test has passed, I just want to sit here."

"Now, you can take this dress off." Seeing that I didn't react, Ibiki had to remind me loudly.

"Ah~oh!" I staggered to my feet, feeling like I had just been fished out of the water, and my hair was dripping slightly.