Looking at the smile of the master in front of her, Qian Xuan also nodded fiercely, and she picked up the ordinary long knife in her hand again.

"You don't have to worry about not being able to catch up with him. Twelve years from now, you will at least not be weaker than him, or even stronger than him!"

"Because now I'm teaching you. ”

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As soon as I woke up, I felt an overwhelming amount of pain, and Jidao had been in this state of extreme pain after fainting for a week.

Every day, except for being directly "awakened" by the neurotoxin in the process of syncope, and then struggling in hell for six hours, he was in a coma all the time.

His mind had come to a near standstill, because he simply did not have the strength to think, yes, not even the strength to think.

Every day, apart from being able to touch the cold handrails and feel the chains on his wrists and ankles, Jidao doesn't feel anything else.

There was no vision, only a faint sound of wind, and I couldn't even move because of the extreme fatigue.

He was like a dead corpse lying on a chair, not angry at all, and even if someone came to save him, he wouldn't make a sound, so that even the person who rescued him couldn't find out.

In the dim dungeon, in the boundless darkness, Jidao fell asleep again, there was no soul power supply here, he could only replenish his energy through sleep.

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The screams continue every day, and it is not a question of adaptation, when a pain reaches a limit, no matter how adaptation is possible.

While Jido was still awake, he heard the man's words.

Half of his head fell to his shoulder, and his whole body went limp. Needless to say, his epidermis, although his body's self-healing ability was extremely strong even without soul power, a week later, Jidao's skin still began to festering in some places because of the toxin.

The wound was naturally shocking, black and red, with stiff streaks like a ravine. And it emitted an indescribable stench, so pungent that even a man covered his nose.

"Looks like this new toxin is working well! You don't look good right now, genius. ”

Jidao's head drooped to the side, without any strength to respond to his words, and his thinking turned extremely slowly, not at all like his former self with a quick mind.

Seeing that Jidao didn't respond to him, the man also picked up his head and slapped him.

Being able to hear a sound and a little pain on his face, Jidao also realized what he was doing now, was this insulting himself?

He wanted to stand up and rebel, dignity is extremely important to any person, and sometimes, a single dignity given by someone can change a person's life.

But he has no strength, maybe when he was younger, he would have imagined that he would be able to surpass his limits in this situation, and then break out at once.

This is mainly due to being bullied by Ye Feng when he was a child, so he often imagines some of this kind of thing. But now that it's time to get to myself, I realize that this kind of thinking is actually extremely ridiculous, because you can't even move.

Seeing that Ji Dao didn't have the slightest ability to resist, and his head drooped to the side after he withdrew his left hand, he naturally began to intensify his efforts.

I don't know where he came from, but he was able to beat a person for nearly two hours, and finally let go because he couldn't move, he was lowered from his chair, and then he was constantly kicked around on the ground.

When he was ejected by the great force, he was bounced back because of the chains, and he was trampled like a toy.

Perhaps this kind of abuse was the ultimate pleasure for that man, which is why he lasted so long, and when Jidao returned to his seat, he was still the same as before, but fortunately he didn't pass out again.

Because it was the easiest day he'd ever had since he came here...

It's a kilometer deep underground, maybe there's really no one to save yourself...

He finally had the strength to think, and in such a situation, some of the previously buried situations broke through the shackles of his reason and broke free.

Hah-

This is the first "autonomous" action he has made since he came here - hehe.

That night, the man came again, but this time he didn't beat him, he just kept stuffing something into his mouth, he could smell the stench, and he didn't have to think about it to know what it was, but he didn't have the strength to resist.

From that day on, because he realized that the soul power in Jidao's body was close to exhaustion, someone would come to bring him food every day to prevent him from starving to death. But it's not the first time I've given him something to eat, and eating that kind of thing will really be "disgusting to death".

After a long period of pain, he finally had a little patience, that is, he could have a little time to regain his consciousness, and that time was the time when he trembled and picked up the food on the floor and swallowed it.

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In the fourth week, the man developed a new type of toxin, and he was naturally the first to experiment, and when the dark green toxin was injected into his body, he had a large number of hallucinations.

It's just that none of these hallucinations are "good".

On that day, the man also brought him "good news" - there was already a house being built directly above them, and it would not be long before there would be a town above it, and perhaps someone would come to accompany him.

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A year later.

Ji Dao doesn't remember how many toxins he has experimented on on his body, but the benefits of each one are similar, all of them make him suffer extreme pain, and the only thing that has changed a little is that Ji Dao heard other people's voices.

It's just someone else's screams.

For the first time, he heard the screams that he might have made when he was being tortured, and it turned out that people's screams could really be so miserable, and the sound of struggle was endless, even if it was a terrible ghost from hell, it wouldn't be so miserable...

The first person who came here, died on the first day. Dying in excruciating pain, his entire face distorted by the time he died, his limbs and fingers twisted at an incredible angle.