The sun was scorching and sweaty.

When Huai Shi came back to his senses, he was standing on the playground, and there was a constant sound behind him, as if he was dancing some kind of radio gymnastics with the buddy opposite.

Before he could react, a kick came from behind, and a strong man in a vest pointed at him and scolded: "Chen Bo, you melon coward, haven't you eaten?"

After that, he pushed his opponent aside and put on a posture: "Come, let's practice." ”

Huai Shi crossed his shoulder and saw the slogan on the wall behind him.

Sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in wartime.

Before he could react, his body seemed to move, and he went straight towards the strong man in front of him, no, the instructor rushed forward.

Boom!

Seal the door with a punch.

Huai Shi's eyes were dark, and the pain was severe.

"Come again!" the instructor hooked his hand at Chen Bo.

It was only now that he found that he seemed to be in a strange state of possession, like a spirit behind him, passively feeling the feedback of this body.

It's like I'm dreaming in a trance, but the pain is real, and there is no discount.

Boom!

Another stumbling plus a joint grappling, Huai Shi felt her face hit the ground.

"Come again!"

Boom!

"Come again!"

Boom!

......

The scene is constantly changing, and in those fragmented dream fragments, it seems that I repeat the process of being abused by several instructors.

They seem to have specifically targeted the unlucky ghost who possessed their body, and they were beaten violently with non-standard movements, beaten up with slow reactions, beaten up after eating quickly, and beaten again after training.

Eat and sleep and beat Chen Bo......

There is even a nightmare experience of getting together with a group of muscular naked men in the dormitory......

In the smell of foxes and feet, Huai Shi has completely given up hope.

It wasn't until Chen Bo was able to barely fight a few instructors for two rounds with his military physical boxing, and after he changed from a rookie to a slightly larger rookie, he fought with idle people in society during police training...... Expelled!

Become a new social idler!

It's really gratifying, congratulations, Huai Shi is about to cry, and he finally doesn't have to be beaten.

What the hell is this?

Did you accidentally get some super beating system?

The next experience is simply indescribable, in the fragmented nightmare, Huai Shi's identity is constantly changing, from the unlucky student who was beaten by the instructor with a military fist, to the gangster who went to fight with people with a knife on a hot day, and then, he became a doorman who squatted in front of the door to see if there was a Sir to sweep away pornography and illegal activities, and then, he became a dead turtle boy who greeted guests to see the girl every night, and in the end, he became a bald middle-aged man in a meeting......

This grandson really likes to have meetings.

Study meetings, seminars, inspections, inspections, reports, ...... It's just putting limited energy into unlimited meetings......

The fragments kept overlapping together, stacking on top of each other like dangerous buildings, until they reached the limit, and then collapsed and turned into thousands again.

Huaishi's consciousness was also pulled and split, and hundreds or thousands of themselves were parallel in hundreds of nightmares, constantly circulating.

It was as if a computer built for one hundred and fifty dollars had loaded the tasks of the Galaxy computer with no effort, and in the end, the violently beating brain seemed to rub flames from the inside of the skull, incinerating everything.

All the nightmares shattered.

Huai Shi opened her eyes and gasped violently, sweat dripping down her face, sliding down the armrests of her chair and landing on the wet floor.

The clock on the wall was still spinning slowly.

It had only been five minutes since he closed his eyes.

He had been beaten eighty or ninety times, dozens of times, sent to the hospital several times, let the wind go for hundreds of days, and sent the little lady who wore very little cloth into a small pink room a thousand times...... There have been countless meetings.

It's a one-stop social experience.

......

"Really...... Hell ......"

Huai Shi muttered sluggishly, unable to hold her body, and slipped off her chair.

In a drowsy state, he closed his eyes.

Forget about letting me die......

For a moment, he seemed to see his future tragic life, and made this wish from the bottom of his heart.

Then, it became the same as all the wishes that Huai Shi had made before.

- There is no possibility of achieving it.

.

.

When he opened his eyes, it was already early the next morning.

He was still lying on the floor, but he felt much more comfortable, as if he had taken some kind of panacea.

Soon he saw the hanging needles stuck in his hands, well, a bottle of salt water and a bottle of glucose......

"Are you awake?"

A crow's head suddenly sprang out of its slanted thorns, and congratulated him with joy: "We have cured everyone you see is a pigeon!"

“...... Thank you so much. ”

"The doctor's parents' hearts, don't care. ”

The crow waved its wings, flew to the edge of the table, sat down with its legs crossed, one wing rolled up with a cigarette that came from nowhere, and skillfully lit the fire, and smoked it in full society. It's just that the smoke that swallowed escaped from under its feathers, and it looked very strange.

"How's it going, what's the catch?" asked the crow.

"Does it count if you wake up alive?"

Huai Shi got up from the ground angrily, and didn't dare to pull out the hanging needle, so she could only sit down cautiously on the chair.

Only then did he realize that he was now a different person than he used to be, completely different from the past - a man with an attribute panel.

Immediately, he hurriedly opened the Book of Destiny and looked at his own data on the title page.

Ignoring the inexplicable 'Stress Period' and the empty stigmata and miracle inscriptions above, the following is the easy-to-understand skill column.

The general knowledge that represents common sense and education is still an extremely embarrassing LV3 level, and before graduating from high school, part of the knowledge has already been returned to the physical education teacher.

The art that represents his cello skills is LV6, which he is a little proud of, has reached the professional level, and then it depends on 99% sweat and that 1% of the most important talent.

And the inexplicable skill of 'Premonition of Death' is still gray.

It always feels like some weird game.

It's not going to be your own kryptonite, is it?

Huai Shi was faintly worried in her heart.

After last night's use, Huai Shi finally has a preliminary understanding of its classification, and in the rules of the Book of Fate, only abilities that can be mastered skillfully and can be used at will will be recognized as skills.

And ordinary people through learning and continuous practice in their lives, the limit of their own skills can be reached, the highest is LV10, that is, level ten.

The first few levels of the usual skills are relatively easy, but just like the numerical planning of the black-hearted game manufacturer, the higher it is, even if it is just a little bit of effort, it takes hundreds of times the effort.

And for some people, it is already the tenth level of the end, for others, it may be just the beginning.

Huai Shi knows this.

It's like two papers with the same perfect score.

Rank sometimes doesn't mean anything, it's just a convenience that the Book of Destiny uses to make it easier for him to measure himself.

While feeling that there was a long way to go, Huai Shi continued to look down, and then realized that he had gained several new skills overnight.

【Fighting: Basic Military Fist LV4】

【Scout LV4】

There is also a somewhat funny [illegal group operation LV3]

And then......

"?"

The crow exclaimed, "Why is your copywriting skill already LV6?"

Huai Shi couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Nonsense, you try to hold hundreds of meetings in a row, and then write hundreds of meeting minutes and learning experiences!"

Other military boxing or something, Huai Shi is not very deep, and can only learn the introductory stage through passive beating and spectatorship.

Only when writing these hundreds of records and experiences will he really be bloody and bitter.

This night, his biggest gain was not to learn how to fight military physical boxing and watch the police...... It's about how to make up the word count in the manuscript!

Now he is even blue, able to pour an entire Pacific Ocean into his own renewal without a trace, and can also accurately divide 3,000 words into sections, so as not to write too much and suffer losses.

"You can write this paragraph down and write it later, and follow this format. ”

He patted the book of destiny in his hand, crossed his legs proudly and sighed, "If you write a novel, you will be rich." ”

"Nothing ends well for those who write novels. The crow whispered in his ear: "Many people start to be bald before they reach middle age, such as that butterfly, that Guo, and that wandering army......

Huai Shi shuddered.

I can't afford to provoke it, I can't afford to provoke it, so forget it.

"But then again......"

Huai Shi opened the book and turned to the appendix archives at the back, which seemed to have lost all value, and most of the handwriting had disappeared, leaving only a monotonous table.

"Why are these people's memories in the book?"

"Oh, don't you know?"

The crow seemed to be surprised, and said calmly: "The book of fate is now bound to you, and it will only record things related to you.

The reason why these broken chapters are included, I think they all died because of you, right?"

“......”

Huai Shi was stunned.

"Ah, there's actually about seventy of them. ”

The crow said lightly: "It's a pity that only four or five people have enough essentia activity to keep the most impressive records in their memories, and now there are fewer and fewer people with awakening qualifications, you have to thank them." ”

“......”

Huai Shi gasped, only feeling hairy all over her body. He subconsciously leaned back, trying to move away from the crow and the book.

But it soon became clear to him that even throwing the book into the trench with the crow would be of no avail.

He finally knew why the army people had suddenly arrested him and interrogated him in every way.

I'm afraid it's because those people yesterday ...... They're all dead, aren't they?

All dead.

Only I was left with myself.

Even the mere thought of this made him shudder, as if the blood-stained fierce ape was already standing behind him, smiling at himself.

After a long time, a long time, he finally calmed down, and smiled dryly and bitterly: "Do you want to be so exaggerated?"

"That's right, it's so exaggerated, Huaishi, this world is like this, it's not as stable as you imagined, this sky, this earth, this country, this city...... There's more to it than you've ever seen.

- The truth that can never be known, the border that can never be stepped into by ordinary people, and the hell that can never be glimpsed into.

If you are forever immersed in the narrow sanctuary of the present world, you will never know the truth. ”

I admired the sluggish appearance of the young man.

She asked softly:

"—Huaishi, do you long to have a soul?"