Chapter 579 These Swindlers (45)

After telling his guess, the Xuantian Sect monk's morale immediately rose.

After knowing that there was a chance to escape, a new hope was immediately ignited in their hearts.

At that moment, a monk was about to use the mark, but was immediately stopped by the leader.

"Don't move!" the leader whispered, "How do you know the consequences of using this mark? If the guards discover it, wouldn't it be over?"

Looking around, the team leader said harshly: "Everyone, please be honest and don't say a word when you get back. Let's test it together tonight and see how it goes."

"good."

With anxiety and excitement, the group of monks waited anxiously until dark.

The food in Tianlao is very unpalatable. It is a black mushy substance with no spiritual energy in it and tastes completely tasteless.

It is said that someone once tried to kill himself with noodles in the food. When he was discovered, he almost succeeded. Later, all the food was beaten into paste.

After swallowing these life-sustaining things with distorted expressions, they returned to their respective cells, lying down nervously and staring at the ceiling.

It was not until the dead of night and the sound of patrolling footsteps of the guards disappeared that the leader jumped up.

First, he looked outside to make sure there was no one around. Then the leader began to touch the mark on his palm, and then heard a clear voice: "Welcome to "The Apprentice Simulator"."

The sudden sound startled the leader!

Without his magic power, he is now just a mortal. Every movement makes him wary, and every sound can make him nervous.

He immediately looked around, fearing that the sound would attract the attention of the guards, but then he found that the surroundings were still very quiet.

After kicking the fat man guarding the door, he asked in a low voice: "Did you hear anything?"

"No, nothing!" The fat man immediately lowered his head and said respectfully.

"I see, am I the only one who can hear it? "The Apprentice Simulator"? Is this a game?"

After knowing that this was actually a game, the boss's expression became extremely exciting.

He waited bitterly for a day, almost unable to bear it several times, and touched the mark, hoping that there would be some way to get out of trouble.

Who would have thought that what he has been waiting for so hard is actually a game!

Cursing secretly, the leader then thought about it and thought to himself: "It's not like the rescuer was afraid of being discovered, so he did it as a cover-up, right?"

With a glimmer of hope, he returned to his original position, continued to touch the mark, and heard the voice continue: "This game is currently in the testing phase..."

"It's really a game!"

Hearing his voice, the person in charge of the lookout turned and asked, "Boss, what's wrong?"

"……fine."

Continuing to listen, the leader heard the voice say: "During the testing phase, please read the precautions in detail and check the informed consent form."

"I have read, passed."

"Did you really read it? The test found that you didn't. There are important contents in the informed consent form, please..."

Not bothering to listen to what the other party said, the leader said directly: "I've seen it, passed it!"

"Sorry, I found that you did not read and this game cannot be started. Please..."

The leader finally lost his patience and stopped caring about the mark.

Although I don't know where this mark came from, it seems that this thing is probably a boring thing made by a boring guy, most likely to amuse him.

Too lazy to pay attention to this thing, he asked his companion who was watching at the door to rest, then lay on his side on the bed and prepared to fall asleep.

Just when he lay down, he heard his companion walking up to him, causing his muscles to tense up immediately.

Is this guy planning to deal with himself?

Holding his fist silently, the leader was about to punch the opponent when he heard the opponent say: "Boss, I just heard it, did you say that mark is a game?"

"...Hmm. What's wrong?"

"Look, I don't have much to do now. Can you show me what it is? I want to feel refreshed."

"...Sure. But don't make any noise, I'm going to sleep. Without my mana, I feel sleepy every day."

"I know, I know!"

Stretching out his hand, the other party immediately grasped the mark, and then saw the mark like a living creature crawling up, and then running into the fat man's palm.

Squatting aside happily, the fat man activated the mark, and then followed the prompts and carefully read the informed consent form.

After discovering that there was a regulation that "allowed others to use Soul Seizing on him", Fatty subconsciously wanted to refuse.

But looking at where he was now, he felt like he had nothing to lose by agreeing.

After struggling for a while, he chose to agree and then started the game. Then he felt that his soul was being pulled out by something. The remaining skin bag fell down weakly, sleeping very soundly.

The next morning, the leader got up early.

He didn't get much rest last night. His expectations for the mark were too high, but he found nothing, which made him very annoyed.

Glancing at the fat man, he found that he was still sleeping, and he felt even more unhappy.

After kicking the fat man aside, he walked out of the cell, and then led by the jailer to the teaching room here to listen to the old talk from the foundation-building lecturer here and accept the transformation here.

This kind of transformation happens every day. Prisoners who have just come here will even talk to the lecturer, but prisoners who have been there for a long time are like wood and have no reaction at all.

Yawning, the leader looked around boredly, counting the people who came here, and then found that there seemed to be fewer people here today.

The prison has multiple sections, each of which is occupied by Xuantian Sect prisoners. There are fifteen people in his section.

However, today, there are only ten monks who came to listen to the reformation class, and his cellmate Fatty did not show up. He did not know what was going on.

The lecturer noticed this, but he was too lazy to care. He just read mechanically from the book, announced the meal at the appointed time, and then left directly.

After receiving the sticky black liquid food, the leader found his accomplice and asked in a low voice: "Where are the others? Why are there five less today?"

"Hysterical, the whole person's soul is lost, lying in bed and unable to get up."

"What did the jailer say?"

"I checked it, and found that the signs were stable, so let us observe it again at night. We will go back later and contact the jailer if there is any problem."

"Yeah."

The leader nodded slightly, feeling a little bad.

After finishing the liquid food, he whispered, "I saw the mark yesterday. It's just a game, so I didn't investigate it. What about you?"

"Me too, I lost interest when I saw it was a game. Only dogs play games."

"That's right. We are all high-blooded cultivators of Xuantian Sect. We have played everything. Even dogs don't play games."

"Okay, let's continue to look for a way to escape. See you tomorrow."

The next day, the leader found that there were even fewer people.

There were originally 15 people, but only five of them showed up, including himself.

Looking at the empty cafeteria, the leader gritted his teeth and said, "These liars!"