White Fang, who had just entered a deep sleep, could be said to have been shaken off the bed by the roar of the poisonous wolf and the sound of the loudspeaker, and then he grabbed the head of the bed like a reflex, and at this moment, White Fang was suddenly stunned, because he suddenly remembered that his coat and pants had been thrown out of the valley.

Without the slightest hesitation, White Fang rolled over and jumped out of bed, then rushed out after the others.

For he had heard the sound of the whip, a punishment to be faced and accepted by those who had fallen last in the line, just as they had been for the past month.

Everything seems to be very strange and extremely familiar, but here in the poisonous wolf, all the rules and regulations have become much stricter.

Mountain running, strength, endurance ......, all kinds of training continue to unfold every day, under the wolf's howl-like roar, and the long whip that falls at any time, White Fang feels that his legs, body, and even the whole person, are numb every day.

Fortunately, the daily wandering and begging for children in St. Ann's City have made White Fang accustomed to what numbness is, and has also exercised his tenacity and extraordinary endurance, so although his results are not outstanding and among the best every time, they are also remarkable, medium to high.

There is no way, in addition to his own conditions, it is also because White Fang always remembers the words of the poisonous wolf, there is only one chance, so he never dares to let himself fall behind, even if the soles of his feet are worn out, his legs and feet are cramped, and his ten fingers are bloody, he gritted his teeth and insisted on completing all the training.

Because he knew very well that after every day of training, someone would disappear into their midst.

The end elimination system, this is one of the rules of the poisonous wolf.

However, training is training, the rules are cruel, and the viciousness of the poisonous wolf is ruthless, but the food here also makes White Fang very satisfied, in addition to the wide variety, the most important thing is that it will not be limited.

It's just a pity that every time after training and eating, White Fang doesn't dare to let himself eat too much, because it will easily make him very uncomfortable in the next training, and may even pay the price of his life for it.

He'd seen this happen a few times, so he didn't want the same thing to happen to him.

So much so that despite the rich diet and nutrients every day, White Fang still looks very thin, and even a year or two thinner than when he first came here.

Repeating the same training every day, the same tiredness and numbness every day, White Fang had long forgotten the time and days, and how many days had passed since he had been here.

The only thing on his mind at the moment, or what he was thinking about all the time, was, when would it all end? Can he leave?

The howl of a poisonous wolf killing a pig has become the only sound here, and the four big men with a cruel smile all the time, and the whip in their hands, seem to have become everyone's nightmare.

The scars on his body have long been layer after layer, covering one after another, crisscrossing and criss-crossing, like graffiti.

Habit and endurance, and persistence and silence, were the things that all of them had learned in a short time, as if it were the only thing they could have except this life.

Well, if there is anything else that can be comforted and expected, it may be the medicinal bath that I experience after training every night.

Yes, the medicinal bath, the smell is terrible, a little choking and pungent, and every time I go in, my whole body hurts, but that is only the beginning, because in the back, everyone's face shows an extremely enjoyable, comfortable expression.

The most important thing is that the medicines in the medicine pool, in addition to soothing the muscles and bones and reducing the tiredness of the body, can also strengthen the physique of all people, make them stronger, and their daily training is more effective.

Such a pool of potions must be worth a lot of money, which is the judgment and evaluation made by White Fang after receiving common sense training in all other aspects after brutal training every day, and having a certain sense of value.

And in fact, it is indeed the case, such a pool of potions does need sufficient resources to support, and it is indeed not something that ordinary forces can provide and withstand all year round.

However, until now, all the children, including White Fang, do not know what kind of organization and force they belong to.

I don't know how many years have passed in the valley, I don't know how long it has been, whether it is three months or half a year, or even longer, but only half of the original team of nearly a hundred people is now left, and the rest do not know where they are buried under the loess.

However, the high-intensity training every day makes White Fang look very thin, but when he first came here, it is tantamount to judging the two of them, and he is too much stronger.

At the same time, in addition to the various trainings that are still there every day, everyone also needs to take some special courses.

In these classes, they will be taught a variety of terms, a variety of social etiquette, a variety of weapons, firearms, and a matrix of inscriptions.

White Fang was intrigued by these things, as they were things he had never touched before, and in addition to being fresh, he thought they should be useful as well.

It is precisely because of these courses that White Fang once again has the concept of time, as well as a lot of cognition and ideas.

Day after day of training, studying, to be honest, very hard and tiring, sometimes being punished and being pulled open, and listening to the terrible roar of the poisonous wolf, however, the white teeth are no longer numb, and the eyes have begun to become bright, and the whole person is undergoing a change from the inside out.

Then, one day, about half a year later, White Fang was taken along with the others to a very shabby-looking wooden building.

Very nervous, very excited, even a little panicked and panicked, this is the mood of everyone entering the wooden building.

Because yesterday the poisonous wolf had already informed them in advance that today there would be a lesson related to their stay and life and death, at that time, the tone and expression of the poisonous wolf could be described as extremely serious and hideous, and it also made everyone have to be serious and cautious.

It was midnight in class, and although he still wore the grimace mask on his face, his burgundy hair and tall and well-proportioned figure were enough to make people reverie infinitely.

It's just a pity that no one, including White Fang, cares about this, firstly, because they are still young and have no concept of this aspect before, and secondly, the roar of the poisonous wolf yesterday is still in their ears, and no one will have this mind.

However, it was this lesson at midnight that made everyone understand that in the world they were in, in addition to the human race, there were still hundreds of races, and the hundred races used to be the masters of this world, controlling and enslaving the human race for I don't know how many thousands of years.

At that time, the human race lived a dark life, which could be described as devastated and tortured, and miserable, like slaves.

It can be said that if it weren't for the fact that the hundred races fought among themselves because of their own internal strife, which consumed a lot of strength of each race, and the human race took advantage of the civil strife and weakness of the hundred races to launch a timely rebellion, otherwise, with the strength of the hundred races, the fate of the human race may not have changed yet.

That battle, known as the War of the Apocalypse, was also the beginning of the rise of the Terrans, after paying countless sacrifices and costs, the Terrans finally defeated the Hundred Races and established the prototype of the current Holy Alliance, and then in the continuous battle for thousands of years, they took advantage of the situation to occupy more than ten floating continents later, laying the foundation for the current situation of the Holy Alliance.

Although the Hundred Clans were defeated and lost more than ten floating continents, they did not die, on the contrary, they were still so powerful when they regrouped, and even fought back once, almost recovering the lost ground.

In that counterattack, although the Terran Holy Alliance once again paid a great price, the losses of the hundred races were also not small.

Therefore, although the Hundred Tribes are now entrenched in other floating continents outside a neutral zone, the conflicts and battles between the two sides on this neutral zone have never stopped over the years.

The Hundred Tribes, the Holy Alliance, and something that had never been heard of before, fell into the ears of White Fang like a sky from the mouth of midnight.

At this time, he realized that the world he lived in was far bigger and more complicated than he imagined, and some of the things in the legend were not just man-made, but once real.

So he couldn't imagine how much sacrifice the Terran had made to defeat the Hundred Races? He couldn't imagine how powerful and special those hundred tribes were at the beginning?

However, the introduction of the Hundred Clans and the Holy Alliance is only the basic content of the Midnight class, and the more important content is still to come, such as True Yuan, Cultivation, and Awakening.

According to what Midnight said, the reason why the Terrans were able to finally defeat the Hundred Races and open up the current situation of the Holy Alliance was that the Terrans at that time, through continuous exploration and learning, also possessed a powerful body of strength and ability, just like those naturally powerful Hundred Races.

And the condensation of the true element, the cultivation of the exercises, and the completion of self-awakening are the foundation and foundation of all this.

In order to confirm everything he said, and to demonstrate the existence and strength of the power of the true element, a bald man personally made a demonstration at the command of midnight, only to see him snort softly, and as a faint light of earthy yellow slowly lit up from his fist, the bald man slammed his fist on the wooden stake on the side.

There was a bang, and among the sawdust, the hard wooden stake, which is often seen by everyone and is specially used for various exercises, has been torn apart on the spot.

What a punch!