The sunlight in the wasteland is always particularly scorching.

Instructor Park ran around the yard with Team X, and after a while, everyone was soaked with sweat.

Especially the little fat man, he felt like he was going to collapse, and he was so hot that his face was red and his ears were red.

"I'm tired, this yard is so big." The little fat man muttered.

They walked around the courtyards, and if it weren't for the different layout of each courtyard, the little fat man would have suspected that he had walked into the maze.

"This is the strategic headquarters of the Black Blood Vault, which outsiders call the 'Black Blood Compound', and it is the largest courtyard in the Vault, which contains a hospital, a weapons hall, various supporting laboratories, and even a prison." Instructor Park explained, "The compound is full of organs, you must not run around, in the early years, there were always members of Team X who were curious, and they died tragically under the organs." ”

"Of course, it's useless for me to say it, when any of you are killed by the agency, you will naturally be honest." Instructor Park suddenly stopped, looked at everyone with a smile and said.

Looking at Instructor Park's kind smile, a chill once again felt in everyone's hearts, and they felt that they had stepped into the coffin board instead of entering the guards.

"The front is the training ground, and your first class today is meditation, and if you meditate for more than 30 minutes, you will be qualified."

Instructor Park said as he led the crowd into a huge courtyard.

This large courtyard has no rockery and no trees, just a flat ground that can accommodate twenty people, and 21 futons are spread on the ground, which are exposed to the sun.

"If you stay in the sun like this for thirty minutes, it is estimated that you will die of dehydration!" The little fat man muttered.

Ye Kong glanced at him and said with a smile: "I don't know if you can get rid of the water or not, it's a good thing to be able to dry the water in your head." ”

The little fat man was about to refute, but he found that Ye Kong, who was walking in front, suddenly shivered.

Hiss.

Ye Kong gasped, he walked into the training ground with Instructor Park, feeling like walking into a freezer!

It's obviously sun-exposed here, but it's extremely cold!

Hiss.

The students who followed him also inhaled one after another, and the cold feeling seemed to invade the bone marrow.

"Don't think too much, don't ask too much, see if there is a ritual on the ground, everyone presses their left foot on their right foot, choose a position, and meditate on the futon in the center of the ceremony."

"Hold on for 30 minutes, it's qualified, and if you insist on it for one minute less, you can run a kilometer." Instructor Park said lightly, "If you persist for fifty minutes, you can be regarded as excellent." ”

"Haha, although it's a little cold, how can it be difficult to hold on for thirty minutes!" The little fat man laughed, walked over first, chose a futon, and sat down.

Seeing the ignorant look of the little fat man, Wuhuan on the side smiled coldly and said, "The longer you persist, the higher your talent, just like you, you have to step down in less than twenty minutes." ”

"What do you say? Look down on people, huh? The little fat man was not happy, "When the time comes, Lao Tzu will hold on for a hundred minutes, and you will call me Dad?" Lao Tzu's talent is so high that it scares you to death! ”

"Don't say 100 minutes, whoever insists on 90 minutes, I will call whoever is Dad!"

"Ignorance!" Wuhuan still had a paralyzed face, too lazy to argue, and chose a futon to sit down.

"Hmph, we'll see!" The little fat man was unceremonious.

Instructor Park smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't see the two arguing, and motioned to the other members to find a futon and sit down.

"Let's get started, everyone is in place." Instructor Park smiled.

Ye Kong frowned, he always felt that this meditation was not so simple.

When he came to the center of the courtyard, Ye Kong saw that Instructor Park didn't notice him, so he secretly opened a futon.

He saw the ritual pressed underneath the futon—painted with scarlet paint, the color and taste of the paint almost exactly like the paintbrush at home.

The only difference is that the pigment here looks purer and brighter, and the quality should be better.

"This is ......" Ye Kong felt his brain tingle violently, and in the depths of his mind, it seemed that a bubble had burst, and a stream of memories gushed out.

"Spiritual nourishment!"

"This is a ritual of spiritual recuperation that the original owner tried on his own before he died!"

Ye Kong still remembered that the original owner had tried the ritual of "spiritual recuperation", and the first ten minutes were very good, but when he got to the back of his thinking, he almost went crazy.

It can be seen that this ritual has strong side effects!

"Ye Kong, hurry up and start, don't play tricks and delay time!" Instructor Park saw that Ye Kong was turning the futon and scolded.

Ye Kong's heart was mixed, he took a deep breath, pretended that nothing was going on, and did it cross-legged.

As soon as he sat on the futon, Ye Kong felt like he had taken root under his feet, and he was firmly integrated with the futon. It is as if there is a strange energy in this heaven and earth, surrounding itself.

His body became lighter and lighter, and finally flew like a feather towards the blue sky.

The breeze is warm, the white clouds are warm, and he swims in the blue sky, with a sense of comfort to the soul.

Everyone else, too, feels extremely comfortable and happy during the ritual of "spiritual recuperation".

Instructor Park had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at this group of rookies with interest. He knew that the best was yet to come.

"It's been five minutes." Instructor Park said slowly.

The original blue sky slowly became gloomy, as if a dark cloud was pressing on everyone's heads.

The previous comfort is slowly dissipating, and it is beginning to become plain and ordinary.

"It's been ten minutes." Instructor Park continued to speak.

At this moment, Zhao Fugui, Park Guochang and others showed a look of pain on their faces.

They now felt like a boat adrift in the middle of the sea, surrounded by lightning and thunder, and deafening. It seemed as if the soul was going to be torn apart and annihilated in that monstrous wave.

Their expressions became more and more painful, and after thirteen minutes, Park Guochang was the first to hold on, opened his eyes suddenly, coughed violently, and climbed off the futon like pins and needles.

Park Guochang collapsed on the ground, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and kept panting.

When Instructor Park saw his younger brother's appearance, he sighed and shook his head.

With the fall of Park Guochang, the second and third, and the fourth little fat man, also fell at the sixteenth minute.

As for Wang Meimei, she seems to be still swimming in the blue sky, without any pain.

"You guys, take a break, and then everyone goes for a run." Instructor Park said coldly.

People who persist for less than twenty minutes are basically extremely gifted, and if they take the elixir, they are likely to get out of control in the first stage of the elixir digestion and become a terrible monster.

Twenty minutes later, two more people couldn't hold on and climbed off the futon.

The whole one who was meditating, plus Ye Kong, there were only four people left.

Time passed little by little, and four of the six people eliminated looked at the four people on the field with a look of surprise.

"Thirty minutes, pass!" Instructor Park said lightly.

Thirty minutes later, the feeling of tearing and chaos seemed to be even more intense, and Wang Meili and Wei Bihui in the field both looked painful, and it seemed that they couldn't last long.

Only Ye Kong and Wuhuan still looked very calm.

In fact, when Ye Kong was eleven minutes right, he was almost unable to hold on, and his mind was about to be torn apart.

He felt a chaotic aura of energy eating away at his body.

However, when Ye Kong subconsciously began to visualize the compass in his mind, all the chaotic energy aura was absorbed by the compass.

When he got to the back, he didn't even feel anything......

Even, after absorbing that manic energy, the compass actually began to slowly feed back, and from under the huge compass, a pure breath flowed down, nourishing his body.

This made him reluctant to get off the futon.