As the road stretched, the dim glow of the mobile phone illuminated the sides of the corridor, and although they had a premonition in their hearts, Gustav and Quiet were still speechless for a long time when they saw the scene in each compartment with their own eyes.

In each compartment there is a similar device, in this dark space, the human beings seem to be packed into these cans, and their current status is shown on the screen of the device.

What used to be like a purgatory on earth has changed for the better with the appearance of the mysterious merchant.

As bizarre as it may seem, it should be a good thing for the prisoners who are still trapped in the "cans".

At the very least, they don't have to go through death after death, torn apart by the monsters they subconsciously embody.

The power outage did not affect the normal functioning of the device, and looking at the small cubicle reflected in the mold, Gustav and Silence suddenly had the illusion that this prison and the ground under their feet were alive at the moment, as if they were walking inside a monster, and any intruder would only find here the memories they least wanted to face.

"Gone, quiet."

Gustav quietly called out for silence, noticing the latter's pale face, and guessed that it must have been here that reminded her of what had happened to the Wisteria Academy.

As far as he knew, Quiet's personality in the school days was similar to that of now, and he was not as taciturn as he is now.

Her talent for psionic abilities quickly made her stand out from her peers, and she became the leader of the class, and her outgoing personality quickly gave her a group of supporters, but it was at that time that a fire was planted in her quiet heart.

She wanted to fulfill her duties as a chief student.

For example, abolishing the inhumane punishments in Wisteria Academy.

For Quiet at that age, orchestrating a "change" was already a means she could imagine.

Sadly, the change ultimately failed, and Quiet and her henchmen were locked up in a confinement room where they began a months-long "mind-correction" training.

These were all things that Gustav had learned from the list provided by Qi He, and even if it was only a few fluffy paragraphs, it made it easy for him to think about how desperate and helpless those months had been for Quiet.

Since then, Quiet has become reticent and has suffered from mild claustrophobia at one point.

And at this moment, these small and dark "cans" may remind her of those months.

"Hmm."

The hands on her shoulders brought Quiet back to her senses, and she lowered her eyes, the illusion in her eyes dissipating.

There is absolutely quirkiness about this place.

Quiet was sure that it was not a simple touch of emotion, and she clearly saw something else in the cubicle.

The device became a fixed chair in the confinement room, and a familiar face was firmly bound to the fixed chair by the restraint straps, and she stared at her with a pleading look with her eyes wide open.

This is the result of the failure of change.

With the exception of her, all the "same party" involved received mind-correcting therapy.

And among the people who received treatment, she was the luckiest one, which is also a fact that makes her still haunted and difficult to face.

The Ragus Foundation valued her abilities so much that it greeted the Wisteria Academy, so the teacher in charge of the treatment used relatively mild methods and did not overload her with too many treatment methods.

As for the others, they are not so lucky.

The quiet heart beat violently, and she tried her best not to keep thinking about it, but the memories kept coming back.

Inside the confinement room, the indistinct teacher put on disinfectant gloves and turned on the equipment.

……

Not all of the "rebellious children" eventually returned to school, and when she returned to her class after months of treatment, she was told that several people had to drop out of school due to their health conditions, and the school girl she had just met was one of them.

Quiet once felt that it would be a good thing for them to be able to leave a hell like Wisteria Academy.

However, when she became Qi He's assistant after graduation and numbly accepted her fate, she learned a terrifying news by chance.

The children who dropped out of school and came home for health reasons didn't actually return to their homes at all.

On the contrary, the Wisteria Academy paid a huge amount of money to the child's family, and the matter was over.

Until now, my classmates thought they had gone home.

Quiet clenched her arms tightly, her nails sinking into the flesh, and it wasn't until the back of her hand where the blood was running down her clothes that her trance-like mood finally improved a little.

Quietly and weakly, he warned the two people who were traveling with him, "Be careful, there's something strange about this place. ”

This kind of fear from the depths of the heart is more unexpected.

After suppressing the emotions in his heart, he fell into deep thought.

At first, it was Qi He, and he saw someone outside the door, and it must be someone very important to him, so that he would not hesitate to risk himself in this darkness.

Immediately afterward, she also hallucinated.

When Quiet looked sideways, the compartments on both sides were still changing.

One moment it was under the prison, the next it was as if it was back at Wisteria Academy, and what was even more terrifying was that every few steps forward, the hallucinations became more and more terrifying.

The teacher's head in the confinement room began to twitch, and the "treatment" equipment in his hand became a dazzling array of dissecting tools.

The abdomen of the students who were confined to the chairs was cut open, and some of them lost their eyes, and could only look out the door with their black holes and bloody eyes.

Considering it's somewhere in Section D, there's no shortage of eccentric psionics.

She reminded Gustav, "The enemy this time is likely to be a jamming psychic person. ”

Abandoning the means of physical contact and causing direct mental effects, as far as she knows, there are not many people who can do this.

"I know."

Gustav pretended to be relaxed and said, "Leave it to me, I have a lot of combat experience, and I have seen dozens of interference-type psychic abilities, to say the least, he will use the past that you don't want to look back on as a weapon." ”

"You've got a solution?"

"Of course, if you want to deal with the interfering psychic ability, the most important thing is to be surprised, and for a while, you and Raphael will be responsible for taking care of Qi He's safety, and I will take the opportunity to lurk in the shadows......"

"Raphael is dead."

Silence had to interrupt Gustav's plan, and while it was a bit rude, it was enough to show that the seriousness of the problem was beyond their control when Gustav laid out tactics at her and the air beside her.

Gustav still maintains his positive and optimistic appearance, trying to play the role of a reliable senior in front of them, but in reality he has been tricked to a much greater extent than himself.

Although Gustav never mentioned it, she had heard about Raphael more than once.

According to the rules of the organization, psychic people usually act in the form of squads, and even the lone Gustav once had a partner who could entrust his back to the other party.

That man was Raphael, one of the Order's elders.

Because of an intelligence mistake, he died in an encirclement and suppression operation, and there is a grapevine in the organization that the person who caused the intelligence mistake is Gustav, and his overly informal style has finally suffered evil consequences.

"What are you talking about? Raphael was just caught, and that's one of the reasons we're here...... But what a blessing, I found the cell where Raphael was held so quickly, rest assured, quiet, he is definitely a trustworthy comrade-in-arms, his ability is ......"

Silence ignored Gustav.

She never remembered that they had been on a mission to rescue Raphael, not to mention that Raphael's body had been brought back to the Order, and Gustav himself had attended the funeral.

The initial symptoms are rejuvenating memories that you don't want to face, followed by distorted and confused memories that arise.

Raphael was long dead, but Gustav was convinced that he was only in prison.

So......

The images she had just seen in the confinement cell must have been all fakes.

Her friends weren't disemboweled, their eyes gouged out, they just, just......

They were all dead.

All the thoughts eventually led to the same result, and the most terrifying thing was that the process to the result was still in the fog, she only knew that her friend's never returned to their home, and the Wisteria Academy also compensated each family with a huge sum of money suspected of being used to settle the situation.

How exactly did they die?

What happened to him before he died?

Perhaps, maybe the teachers with perverted torture fetishes really did something to them.

A myriad of intricate thoughts swept over the silence once more, and she had a gut feeling that she would find the answers to these questions somewhere here.

Everyone can find their own answers, even Qi He is no exception.

Quiet looked at Qi He, who had not spoken a word along the way, as if he had not noticed the anomaly of her and Gustav, and was not interested in Raphael, who had "come back from the dead", he seemed to follow some kind of guidance, and walked in this labyrinthine corridor.

"Is that someone very important to you?"

Jing Jing asked suddenly.

"Important."

Qi He didn't think twice, "It's very important to me and the whole family, she will make our wishes come true." ”

"Who is she?"

"It doesn't matter, the important thing is that she always brings me good luck."

Qi He stared ahead without squinting, "I have a hunch that she will take us out of this ghost place." ”

………………………………

At the same time, the other side.

"I see, this place will force people to recall memories that they don't want to face."

Song Lan quickly saw something strange in the depths of the sewers, and in the past ten minutes, Mr. "Emperor" had become the object of his observation.

Instead of warning the other party and avoiding him from falling into the trap of hallucination, Song Lan chose to go with the flow, and every two or three minutes, he would ask the "emperor" what he saw and his psychological state at the moment.

The results were immediate.

After comparison, the "Emperor" was surprised to find that Song Lan was more torturous than those memories that he didn't want to face.

What's more painful than being reminded of bitter memories?

Of course, while you are remembering these memories, there is a "war correspondent" next to you who asks you how you feel at the moment every two minutes.

What's even more torturous is when all the pain turns into anger and you want to punch your opponent in the door, only to find that you are no match for him in terms of force.

The mood of the "Emperor" is extremely complicated.

When all the emotions came together, at least it wasn't so painful, allowing him to calmly examine the former Church Inquisition Commander named Lige.

Like the Church, he became an outcast of the times, preparing for a war that ended prematurely before it began.

Everything he knew and what he had fought for all his life vanished, leaving him with nothing but endless confusion.

It was at that time that the Council found him.

He eventually abandoned Rieger's name and accepted the title of "Emperor".

Although everything related to the church has been lost to history, at least the coalition government has survived.

"May I ask Mr. Lige, how are you feeling now? Are you emotionally stable? ”

Song Lan used her right hand as the microphone and handed it to the mouth of the "Emperor".

This is the embodiment of his conscientiousness and responsibility.

RT6 handed over the "Emperor" to them temporarily, and he naturally wanted to ensure that the other party was thorough.

His focus is never limited to physical health, and in his opinion, mental health is equally important.

If the negative emotions in the heart are not relieved, sooner or later people will embark on the path of self-destruction or the destruction of others.

Obviously, the combat module was not activated, but the righteous eyes of the "Emperor" flashed red.

What's the mood?

In a sense, Song Lan is the culprit who burned the ideals that he was willing to give everything, and this person is still interviewing him with a "microphone".

"Stability."

After a long time, the 'Emperor' said, and then he asked, "What about you?" Why don't you seem to be affected? ”

"That's because, of course, I don't have anything to look back on."

Song Lan clasped her hands around her chest and shared the secret of her immunity to enemy moves, "Even if I face the past, I will only think of happy things." ”

"You always get what you want."

As soon as he thought of Song Lan's ability, the 'Emperor' suddenly felt a little relieved.

Song Lan emphasized, "The focus is on mentality. ”

"The human mentality cannot be divorced from reality, and if it were me, I am afraid that I would not always be able to dispel negative emotions."

"According to statistics, destruction and destruction are the emotions that humans are most likely to induce, and it's no wonder that the prisoners here end up like this. ”

In his opinion, Song Lan is the most abnormal one.

"Have you never had these emotions before? For example, when you went to Wisteria Flower Academy before. ”

At this point, curiosity suddenly took over.

He wondered what the "gods" above would think of what was happening in the world.

When something doesn't go well, it only takes a thought to erase everything.

The Emperor had also heard many rumors about the Wisteria Academy, but due to the Council and the Foundation, all he could do was stay away.

Out of sight is quiet, as long as you are far enough away, you will not be troubled.

"Didn't you ever want to destroy that kind of place?"

"How do you know I haven't done this?"

……

The "Emperor" was stunned, and it wasn't until more than ten seconds later that he realized something, he had obviously been transformed into a machine, but he still had a feeling of cold hands and feet, "You ......"

"I've been tricked!"

Song Lan smiled and interrupted the 'Emperor', "I'm just joking." ”

The small theater of its three hundred and thirty-six:

Saturday, morning, month, year

This is a dangerous subject, but it is full of the spirit of scientific inquiry.

Song Lan has always been puzzled by this, many people have bad cooking skills, just like Lao Xu, he always likes to add some sakira to his highly finished dishes to highlight his personal style.

But Lu Xiang is different.

After stunting the two scientific researchers of the team, this rigorous and scientific team finally gave an amazing result - the ingredients processed by Lu Xiang became highly toxic substances in a real sense, and the "sacrifice" of the two members allowed the team to accurately point the node to the moment when the food deteriorated.

The moment Lu Xiang took the tool to deal with the ingredients, the ingredients were already "contaminated".

"But why?"

Song Lan frowned.

The puzzle was solved, but it brought many new puzzles, "Lao Lu, did you practice skills like 'poisonous hands' when you were a child?" ”

"Of course not, otherwise why have you never been tricked by me after so long?"

"No wonder my back hurts all the time!"

"Huh?"

"Ahem, I believe you, but why?"

"Perhaps...... Is it the curse of ingredients? ”

"Cursed?"

"The god of life can hear the whispers of life as it passes."

“…… How come you never said something so important? ”

"I thought you knew."

"So, what did they say to you?"

"They're probably saying, 'Eat me and you'll die.'"

(End of chapter)