Chapter 7 Do You Desire to Have a Soul?

Chapter 7 Do You Desire to Have a Soul?

The sun was scorching and sweating profusely.

When Huai Shi came back to her senses, she was standing on the playground, with the sound of haha ​​coming from behind her, as if she was doing radio gymnastics with her buddy on the opposite side.

Before he could react, he was kicked from behind, and a burly man in a vest pointed at him and cursed: "Chen Bo, you idiot! Didn't you eat?"

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

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

Sweat more in peacetime, bleed less in wartime.

Before he could react, his body seemed to move, straightly facing the strong man in front of him, no, the instructor rushed up.

Boom!

Close the door with a punch.

Huai Shi's eyes darkened, and she was in severe pain.

"Come again!" The instructor hooked Chen Bo.

It wasn't until now that he realized that he seemed to be in a strange state of possession, like a spirit behind him, passively feeling the feedback from this body.

It was clearly in a trance, as if in a dream, but the pain was real, without any discount.

Boom!

Another trip and a joint grab, 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 am repeating the process of being abused by several instructors.

They seem to be focusing on this unlucky ghost possessed by them. They beat up for non-standard movements, beat up for slow reaction, beat up after eating, and beat up again just after training.

Beating Chen Bo while eating and sleeping...

With body odor and foot odor, Huai Shi had completely given up hope.

It wasn't until Chen Bo was able to use military boxing to barely have two rounds with several instructors, and after he changed from a rookie to a slightly bigger rookie, he was fired for fighting with social idlers during police training...!

Become a new social idler!

It's really gratifying, congratulations, Huai Shi was on the verge of crying, and finally she didn't have to be beaten violently.

What the hell is this?

Did I accidentally get some super hit system?

The following 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 military fists, to the little girl who went to fight with a knife on a hot day. A gangster, and then he became a doorman who squatted in front of the door to see if there was a SIR coming to clean up pornography and illegal activities. Then, he became a dead turtle who greeted guests every night to see girls. In the end, he became A balding middle-aged man is in a meeting...

This grandson really likes meetings.

Study meetings, seminars, inspection meetings, investigation meetings, report meetings...the limited energy is simply put into infinite meetings...

Those fragments continued to overlap together, like a dangerous building stacked in one place, until after the limit, it collapsed and turned into thousands of pieces again.

Huai Shi's consciousness was also pulled and split, and hundreds of selves were paralleled in hundreds of nightmares, constantly circulating.

It was as if the computer assembled for 150 yuan was overwhelmed by the workload of the Galaxy computer. In the end, the violently operating brain seemed to rub flames from the inside of the skull, burning everything up.

All nightmares shattered.

Huai Shi opened her eyes, panting violently, sweat dripped from her face, slid down the armrest of the chair, and landed on the wet floor.

The clock on the wall was still turning slowly.

It was only five minutes since he closed his eyes.

He has been beaten eighty or ninety times, had dozens of fights, was sent to the hospital several times, was exposed to the wind for hundreds of days, and sent the young lady who wore little cloth into a small pink room for thousands of times. Time...had countless meetings.

It is simply a one-stop social experience.

...

"It's...hell..."

Huai Shi murmured dully, unable to support her body, and slipped from the chair.

In stupor, he closed his eyes.

Just let me die...

For a moment, he seemed to see his tragic life in the future, 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 realizing it.

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

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

Soon he saw the hanging needles stuck in his hands, um, a bottle of saline and a bottle of glucose...

"Are you awake?"

A crow's head suddenly popped out from the slanted thorns, and it congratulated beamingly: "We have cured the disease that everyone is a pigeon!"

"...Then I really thank you."

"Doctors are parents, don't worry about it."

The crow waved its wings, flew to the edge of the table, and sat down with its legs crossed. One wing curled the smoke that came from nowhere, lit the fire deftly, and smoked in a very social manner. It's just that the swallowed smoke escaped from under its feathers, which looked very strange.

"How is it? Is there any gain?" Crow asked.

"Does it count if you wake up alive?"

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

It was only then that he realized that he was not what he used to be now, completely different from the past - he was a man with an attribute panel.

Immediately, he quickly opened the book of destiny, and looked at his own data on the title page.

Ignore the inexplicable "stress period" in the front and the empty column of stigmata and miraculous engraving, the following is the easy-to-understand skill column.

General knowledge, which represents common sense and education, is still an extremely shameful LV3 level. Before graduating from high school, part of the knowledge has already been returned to the physical education teacher.

And the art that represents his cello skills is the LV6, which he is a little proud of. Talented.

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

It always feels more and more like a strange game.

Wouldn't it be to ask for krypton gold?

Huai Shi felt a little worried.

After using it last night, Huai Shi finally had a preliminary understanding of its classification. According to the regulations of the Book of Fate, only abilities that are mastered well and can be used at will will be recognized as skills.

And the limit that ordinary people can achieve through learning and continuous practice throughout their lives is up to LV10, which is level ten.

Usually the first few levels of skills are relatively easy, but just like the settings made by the numerical planning of black-hearted game manufacturers, the higher the level, even just a little increase, requires hundreds of times of effort.

And for some people, the tenth level is already the end point, for some people, it may be just the starting point.

Huai Shi is well aware of this.

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

Sometimes the level can't explain anything, it's just a convenience for him to measure himself by the Book of Fate.

Feeling the heavy responsibilities and the long way to go, Huai Shi continued to look down, only to realize that she had acquired several new skills overnight.

[Fighting Basic Military Fist LV4]

【Reconnaissance LV4】

There is also a somewhat amusing [illegal organization operating LV3]

Then……

"What the hell?"

Crow exclaimed, "Why is your copywriting skill already at LV6?"

Huai Shi couldn't help rolling her eyes: "Nonsense, try holding hundreds of meetings in a row, and then write hundreds of meeting minutes and learning experience!

Huai Shi doesn't have a deep understanding of other military boxing, and can only learn the introductory stage through passive beating and watching.

Only when he was writing these hundreds of records and experiences, would he really tear every word and deed bitterness.

This night, his biggest achievement was not learning how to fight martial arts and watch the police...but how to make up the number of words in the manuscript!

Today, he has even grown out of blue, able to fill the entire Pacific Ocean in his updates without any trace, and he can accurately divide them into paragraphs of 3,000 characters, so as not to suffer from writing too much.

"You can record this paragraph well, and when you write records later, follow this format."

He clapped the book of fate in his hand, and sighed triumphantly: "If you write novels, you will get rich."

"No one who writes novels has a good end." Crow said in his ear, "Many people start to go bald before reaching middle age, such as that Hu, that Guo, and that wandering soldier... ..."

Huai Shi shivered.

Can't afford it, can't afford it, forget it.

"But then again..."

Huai Shi opened the book and turned to the appendix files at the end. Those files seemed to have lost all value, and most of the writing had disappeared, leaving only a monotonous form.

"Why do these people's memories appear in the book?"

"Oh, don't you know?"

The crow seemed 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 fragments are included, I think they all died because of you, right? "

"..."

Huai Shi was stunned.

"Ah, in fact, there are more than seventy in total."

The crow said lightly: "It's a pity that only four or five people's source quality is active enough to keep the most impressive record in their memory. Nowadays, there are really fewer and fewer people with awakening qualifications. You should thank them Woolen cloth."

"..."

Huai Shi gasped, only feeling hairs all over her body. He subconsciously leaned back a little, wanting to stay away from the crow and the book.

But soon he realized that even throwing the book and the crow into the trench would be useless.

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

I'm afraid it's because those people... all died yesterday, right?

all dead.

Only myself is left.

Even just thinking about it, he would tremble, as if the blood-stained ape had already stood behind him, looking at him with a smirk.

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

"That's right, it's that exaggerated, Huai Shi, this world is like this, it's not as stable as you imagined, this sky, this land, this country, this city...in fact, there are more things you have never seen before .

——The truth that must never be known, the border that must never be stepped into by ordinary people, and the hell that must never be seen by people.

If you are forever immersed in the narrow shelter of the present, you will never know the truth. "

Ruru admired the dull look of the young man.

She asked softly:

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

[I'm crying! He was actually doing something like this after he fell asleep]

So sad, is it so difficult to rank in the new book list now...