I became a member of the management class.

The benefits of being a member of the management class are numerous.

Theoretically, the management class is in charge of the master class, so I can even command the people of the master class of the third master.

Of course, this is theoretical, if I really want to command the third master and the head of Shakya, I'm afraid I don't know how I died.

But I can command anyone but them, and ordinary masters are at my command.

I can transfer people from the first floor to the second floor and from the second floor to the first floor at will; In other words, to transfer people from heaven to hell and from hell to heaven; That is, I can decide anyone's life and death.

But I really don't know who deserves to die and who doesn't. I even feel like everyone is innocent and everyone doesn't deserve to die, but ......

At this point, I'm going to talk about the disadvantages of being a management class.

The downside: I know the truth about the underworld.

I used to be so eager to know the truth. I escaped from the small village in the Central Plains at any cost, for what? Not for the truth yet! Not for freedom!

But if the price of freedom and truth is too great, or if freedom and truth are too cruel, is it necessary for people to pursue them? I suddenly had a strange thought: why should we pursue freedom and truth, O man?

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When I was on the first floor, Zhang Tiegang once told me that there are tens of thousands of people in the underground world, and only a few dozen people know the truth. Tens of thousands of people are living in such a muddled way—though they do not admit that they are living in a muddy state, and they are convinced that the Son of God is testing them now and will take them out in the future......

Now I understand: the truth of the matter is so cruel.

The world is evil and meaningless.

I shouldn't have lived in the underworld, I should have killed myself, but I was selfish, I was cowardly, I didn't have the courage to take that step.

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In fact, when I first entered the management class, I was extremely proud.

The people in the management class are all capable people, and the level of martial arts is not important. There were only thirteen of them, and I was the fourteenth. Anyone must obey what the management squad says, otherwise the master squad and the guard squad will kill him immediately.

Thirteen people sat at the stone table, each of them pitifully thin. An old man spoke to me about the secrets of the underworld. The more I listened, the more frightened I became, but the old man became more and more happy, and there seemed to be one in the joy—peace.

He said to me, "You will be a member of the management class from now on, and you swear by me." ”

He raised his right hand and said, "I swear, I swear by my reputation, my life, my heavenly reason, and everything in this world, that I will defend our survival at all costs, at all costs!" ”

I also followed his example and said, "I swear, I swear by my reputation, my life, my heavenly reason, and everything in this world, that I will defend our survival at all costs, at all costs!" ”

But my swear was to fart, and I didn't understand what he meant.

When he finished speaking, he said to me, "My place is yours." Thank you, brother. ”

I was about to ask why I was thanking me when the old man suddenly ran up and hit his head against a nearby wall.

With a "bang", the stones loosened, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and even the torches on the walls shook and almost fell.

The dejected torch was shaken to some life, and the flames rose and flickered, shining on the former management team members on the ground.

The man twitched a few times in the pool of blood, and finally remained motionless, leaving only a pool of blood flowing and flowing all the way to my stone bench.

I lifted my foot and aired it, avoiding the blood.

The others were indifferent, but I was speechless with shock. After a long time, I said, "I took his place, so I hurt him?" ”

The man with the glasses next to him said, "No, you saved him." When all of us are dead, someone will come to save you, because you are the last in line. ”

He stood up, stepped on a pool of blood, and patted me on the shoulder: "The warehouse class has to be dealt with, come here." ”

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But the place we went to was not the warehouse class, but the guard class.

The guard class is a huge hall, where hundreds of guard squads tie hundreds of people to the ground, and there are also master squads watching.

I asked, "What is this doing?" ”

Eyes said: "All the people in the warehouse class have committed suicide, and these mixed classes will be transferred to the warehouse class." ”

One of the people in the management class shouted: "Start gouging out your eyes." ”

What's the situation? What does "eye-gouging" mean?

The people underground struggled, but they were held down by more people, and their mouths were gagged, and they could only stand up.

The guards pulled out their iron rods and stabbed them in the eyes, and the voices were louder.

The ground was covered with blood, and the people had trampled on it into a dark red mud, and the mud was covered with black and white eyes.

Someone stepped on the eyeball, "poof" splashing gray liquid.

More guards stooped down to pick up eyeballs into a stone bucket.

The stone bucket was quickly filled with eyeballs, and the eyes of the men were quickly gouged out.

Everything seemed quite professional, and I don't know how many times they had done it before.

No one spoke, everything was quiet, only the sound of those people struggling.

Their mouths were gagged, and they couldn't say anything but the grunts of their throats.

I looked at this hellish tragedy and was completely speechless.

And the hundreds of guards and dozens of masters looked at us, as if waiting for us to make a decision. Is there any other decision?

I asked the glasses, "Why do you want to gouge out your eyes?" ”

Glasses ignored me, but said to all the members of the management team, "Let's go, go out for a meeting!" ”

They walked out the door and started a meeting.

Someone said, "The tongue must be gouged out!" Last time, they didn't dig out their tongues, and they committed suicide in just a few months! They are so well informed that one person knows about it, and within a few days all the people will know about it! ”

Someone said, "We can separate them!" Divided into a dozen warehouse shifts, isolated from each other. ”

Someone said, "We continue to brainwash them and keep them waiting for the Son of God." ”

Someone said, "We can scare them!" If you dare to talk nonsense, you will be killed immediately! ”

Someone said, "Do not make the mistake of a woman's kindness!" It turns out that they can only live if they gouge out their eyes and tongues! They used to dig out their tongues, and they could live for years, and some even lived for ten years, and even became a management class. But you have to reform, and what is the result? You killed them! You guys! ”

The men stopped talking.

I asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

Glasses looked at me, ignored me, and still said to the whole group, "Vote by show of hands!" Raise your hand in agreement with tongue picking. ”

I was in shock and couldn't move at all.

One, two, three...... The man counted to "seven" and said, "More than half of the votes, agree!" ”

He shouted, "Dig your tongue!" ”

Before the people were gouged out their tongues, the people yelled, and then immediately it became a wah-la-wah-wah, accompanied by a gurgling sound.

I was shocked: "What's the situation?" ”

"You'll understand right away," said the glasses. ”

He took me into the warehouse shift.

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The warehouse team is tasked with chopping something into broken pieces of something that the screening team throws down the tunnel from the large pool to the warehouse team - and then has the transport team deliver it to the cooking class.

The cooking class cooked the things, and the transportation class gave the broth to the rice distribution class.

After the food is stolen, it will be distributed to tens of thousands of people in the underground world.

There are two meals a day, at 10 a.m. and 5 p.m., when people are happiest, and everyone is grabbing the broth.

Someone said, "This rat soup is so delicious!" ”

Someone said, "Damn, let us drink rat soup!" ”

Everyone was kept in the dark, and the people of the dozen or so classes on the first floor did not know, even those who did it themselves.

I don't know about the second floor, I don't know about the master class, I don't know about the guard class, and I don't know about the mixed class.

Out of tens of thousands of people, only a dozen people know about this secret.

Even the warehouse class was kept in the dark. They chop and chop every day, never knowing what they are chopping.

One day they find out, and they kill themselves.

Some people will ask, why do they not know what they are chopping? This is because: everyone's eyes are gouged out, they can't see anything, they don't know.

If someone doubts, he can't say it, because his tongue is gone. He can kill himself silently, but nothing will change.

I looked at the large room of the warehouse class. The two hundred meters near the warehouse class are guarded by the master squad, and anyone who dares to enter it will be killed—of course, the management squad. If that big room was in the past, it was the Qixia Hall and the Mingde Hall in the palace, where the emperor went to court. And now, to do such a thing......

I said to myself, "Oh my God! How so! ”

The glasses next to me said to me: "I used to be the magistrate of Weishui County. Every time I decide a case, I am reminded of what my dad said to me: 'If you make decisions for others, you are responsible for others.' Haha, but now, how are we responsible? I can't be accountable to others, but I will pay the price. The price is that I live like the walking dead. After I came to the management class, I almost didn't sleep anymore. Every day, I longed to die. It is happier to die than to live. ”

I felt dizzy.

He continued: "It has been said that the Son of God will come down to the royal prison to forgive our sins. But I think it's too much of a sin! ”

I almost passed out.

Rao is a person like me who is so conceited that I think I am the best in the world, and I can't think about it!

At this time, someone outside shouted: "Bosses! The cooking class is dead again! Check it out! ”