The morning sun of early spring slowly rises, illuminating the misty forest little by little, and the shadows of the ancient trees cover the bluestone, just like the guardian of this forest, showing the omnipresent majesty. The snow melted last night, but the chill that could not be concealed was leaking through the bare branches. Quiet and cold, there is a sense of slaughter in the warmth.

In this world, there is an organization called Paradise.

'Paradise' is famous for its first-class elite training institutions, and many of the people he has trained have held important positions in various countries.

On the surface, 'Paradise' is located in three different places in Baikalmo, and this one in the Eastern Continent is located in the territory of the Duchy of Locke. Legend has it that 'Paradise' also has branching structures in other planes.

Secretly, there is another side to Paradise that is unknown, and it is also the institution that breeds Deadpool, and this institution is called 'Battle Royale'!

After these dead slaves are given the title of Deadpool, the family will give them the status of slaves and will also give them many tasks.

Deadpool's missions are diverse, and they are sent to various locations on behalf of their families. Generally speaking, their main mission is to travel to war zones as mercenaries, protect important people, suppress opposition, spy activities, explore the plane, and so on!

If the graduates of Springs College are the pride of the sky soaring in the sky, then Deadpool is the messenger of death walking among corpses.

Deadpool is a real warrior, because there is countless sweat behind their brilliance, Deadpool's training intensity is much stronger than that of ordinary soldiers, and many of the training is inhumane, more than 99% of people die because of this, but the people who survive have all become family weapons, and they are strong in battle.

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Dick has been in this world for 15 years, and he feels like he's grown a lot. At the very least, he had a bond, something he didn't have.

He understood a truth, the mark of an immature man is that he can sacrifice heroically for his ideals, and the mark of a mature man is that he can live a humble life for his ideals and others.

It's a secret training base for battle royale.

After 3 months of brutal training, less than 5,000 of the 50,000 dead slaves who were brought into the training camp with Dick survived, but this is far from the end, according to the tradition of the training camp, the last 100 people alive can leave here.

Today is the beginning of a small test, and in the next month, 4,000 people will die here.

In order for the individual to be able to fight and survive with the team, everyone must form a team of 3 people, and the last 333 teams that leave can survive.

On a stormy morning, 4,000 dead slaves were placed in a forested valley, this valley has a natural barrier, there is only one exit from the valley, no matter what method is used, as long as after 1 month, your team appears in the valley, and there are only 3 people, then congratulations, you can live for a few days!

4,000 people quickly disappeared into the heavy rain, and instead of a popping sound, it was clear that someone died at the starting line!

Dick walked alone to the bottom of a tall oak tree just 1 kilometer from the valley mouth, quickly climbed up, and hid.

After the rainstorm, the forest returns to its pristine tranquility.

Dick knows the laws of the Dark Forest, and the first few days must be the hardest, because you have no idea who is going to give you the fatal blow.

Everyone's idea is the same, wait for others to kill each other first, and the rest of the people will get together three to form a team, and it will be considered a pass. So, everyone didn't dare to start the stage team again because they lacked distrust of each other.

The silence was broken on the tenth day, and finally someone was ready to move and couldn't hold back. Half an hour later, a series of dying wails were heard. Often one wail is followed by another, and I don't know who is the last "yellow bird".

Dick felt the breath of the forest, and in the past few days, Dick has been preying on the insects around him, sucking the branches and leaves of the vines of the trees, and time seems to have returned to the battle in his previous life.

Dick waited quietly, only a stick in his hand, and he would only attack if he noticed that his target was too close to him.

The first target appeared on day 15, when an unlucky child climbed behind a large tree with extreme caution.

It was extremely close to the exit of the valley, and he felt that the most dangerous place was the safest place, so he didn't go far, but just hid behind a stone less than 100 meters from the big tree, and half-buried himself with a small amount of sand.

He and Dick always thought about trying not to expose themselves, but Dick had vines and insects to hunt on, and he had nothing.

Half a month has passed, and he has run out of energy, and if he doesn't eat and doesn't need anyone else to finish him, he will end himself.

So his second step plan was to hide in this big tree, because this big tree had everything he needed

When he finally crawled under the tree with all the difficulty, although his physical strength was seriously exhausted, he relaxed his tense spirit. Because he thought that the most difficult thing was the distance of 100 meters, and this unobstructed exposure could easily expose himself, but he himself had reached the tree safely.

He has been observing this big tree that he wants to hide for three whole days, there is a nest on the big tree, and the mother bird will return to the nest every day to feed her young, and in the process is not frightened in the slightest. So he was pretty sure there was no one on the tree!

He looked at the big oak tree, which was 20 meters high, and it must have been very difficult to climb up, but he did not dare to rest under the tree, so he had to quickly climb to the canopy and hide.

He was indeed a master, and with a few movements of his light steps, he stepped onto the canopy, and after another careful observation, he broke a vine and began to replenish the first supply of nutrients in 15 days.

"Looks like this guy has a lot of patience but not enough care." Dick had spotted him 10 days earlier. So in the past ten days, he has never moved, and his body has even been covered by some natural vegetation.

At this point, Dick was by the man's side, and the man didn't notice anything. Dick simply stretched out his right hand and ran a fingernail across his neck that had not been cut in more than 10 days.

The man didn't react and continued to suck the water from the rattan, but he felt very strange because he didn't feel the water to moisten his body. He looked down at the rattan in his hand, and finally found that the rattan was actually full of blood!

His throat was broken, he didn't think, his pupils were dilated, and he didn't understand 'why this was happening' until he died.

Dick got up and fixed the man's body to a relatively large branch, and continued to hide.

Fifteen days had passed, and the tree where Dick was hiding was already covered with corpses, and the sky above the tree was black and crushed with crows ready to eat carrion.