Chapter 2 Special Training School: Sinful Humanity 2

No talking is allowed while eating, especially between men and women.

The original owner accidentally bumped into a girl getting food while queuing because she couldn't stand steadily.

Then he witnessed the girl being dragged to the corner by the instructor.

"Are you deliberately bumping into men because you're being obnoxious?"

"You like men that much? You like sex that much?"

The girl screamed as she was beaten and kept kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

But the assailant did not stop; instead, his eyes gleamed with excitement.

He started whipping the girl's private parts, satisfying his disgusting and filthy perverse pleasure.

The people around him looked blank, as if they hadn't seen anything.

This has happened countless times.

It has long been the norm.

However, the original owner had never seen her before, and stepped forward tremblingly, saying, "I accidentally bumped into her, please stop hitting her."

"I'm sorry, teacher, I lost my balance."

The original owner's reaction drew the attention of others.

The instructor frowned and kicked the original owner of the body over: "What? You want to cause trouble?"

"Go back and memorize the school rules perfectly! Otherwise, you just wait!"

It took the original owner a long time to get up.

The girl who was hit has already gone to get her food.

They ate very quickly, stuffing food into their mouths constantly.

The original owner, being quite perceptive, got up and stuffed it into his mouth as well.

There are no normal people here, and he doesn't want to be beaten anymore.

The meal consisted only of rice, cabbage, and radishes. Just as he was struggling to swallow the last bite, someone blew a whistle.

When the plates were being inspected, someone was hit, and the original owner trembled as he bowed his head along with everyone else.

Black leather shoes came into view: "You're the new guy?"

The original owner nodded.

He was immediately punched in the head.

The man pointed to the person next to him and said, "Demonstrate to him how to do it."

Those standing nearby stood up straight and shouted, "Instructor, when we ask a question, we should shout loudly: Yes!"

The instructor nodded and looked at the original owner of this body: "Do you understand?"

"He still needs some education. I'll give him a private lesson in the next couple of days."

The original owner didn't understand why she was being given a private lesson, but seeing everyone else shrugging their necks, she knew it wasn't a good thing.

During lunch break, he asked the people in his dormitory, and a guy named Cheng Yang whispered, "Just do whatever the instructor tells you. You have to be obedient to suffer less."

I won't say any more.

During the two days when the original owner was taken to class alone, he was completely destroyed.

He hated Pan Xiang, he hated Tang Guilan, and he hated his younger brother who was six years younger than him.

He was shot countless times inside, his body was beaten black and blue. Most importantly, the instructors inside kept saying they wouldn't be perverts, but they were doing perverted things.

The original owner's delicate features became the target of the instructors' "attacks".

When he returned to his dormitory after "class," he saw the girl he had bumped into that day.

Her eyes were dull as she went into the office next door.

Soon, painful sounds came from inside, occasionally punctuated by taunts; there was more than one instructor inside.

The original owner went downstairs in a daze. Just as he stepped out, a person fell in front of him. Blood exploded in front of him, staining his eyes crimson. There seemed to be bloodstains on his face as well.

The girl fell from the building completely naked.

There were still men shouting and cursing upstairs, seemingly saying that the girl didn't know what was good for her.

The original person was unable to move or speak.

My stomach was churning.

The people here didn't seem to care about the girl's death. They didn't even pay attention to her and just kicked her aside, not caring whether she lived or died.

He only heard someone make a phone call.

The original owner was lying on the ground unable to move, and was eventually carried back to the dormitory by Cheng Yang from the dormitory.

He heard Cheng Yang say, "We can finally have some peace and quiet for a while."

Look, there are four people here, and everyone is relieved that they can finally rest.

The girl's death didn't even make the news. I heard she was taken directly to the funeral home for cremation. They just made up some excuse that she couldn't think straight and jumped off a building to commit suicide.

The original owner seemed to have seen his future.

He began to be assimilated by the rules here, and started to curry favor with the instructors, hoping that he could live a more comfortable life here, even though he was living a life that was neither human nor ghost.

He felt that Cheng Yang was the most human among them.

The instructor liked him a lot and didn't hit him much, but the main reason the original owner felt he was like a human being was because he hadn't been assimilated.

He wanted to run away; this was something the original owner had observed for a long time.

He was a good student in the instructor's eyes because he would help the instructor keep an eye on these people.

He was well-liked at school; he would even ask the cafeteria staff to give him extra food. The instructor praised him for being sensible and made him the class monitor.

But at the same time, he also gains the trust of these peers.

The original owner was saved from being beaten several times thanks to him, and also avoided electrotherapy and whipping several times thanks to his reminders.

The original owner didn't believe that the person who had been here for so long was still a kind-hearted person; he probably did this just to leave this place.

But the school has no shortage of people who want to run away, and everyone who is caught and brought back lives a life worse than death.

They were immune to the solitary confinement and electrotherapy, but the instructors had countless ways to torture them.

The original owner neither exposed Cheng Yang nor threatened Cheng Yang to run away with her.

Instead, she reported Cheng Yang as soon as he ran away. The original owner didn't understand why she did it; he had helped her, but she still wanted to report him.

Everyone wants to escape hell, but they can't climb out.

But when they see someone about to leave, they will not hesitate to reach out and pull them down.

We are all in the abyss, and no one is allowed to climb out.

Cheng Yang was beaten to death.

The original owner went to see it.

He didn't close his eyes when he died; instead, he stared intently in the direction where Ji Huaizhi was hiding.

Like that girl, Cheng Yang was cremated at the funeral home and then told his parents that he had committed suicide, but no one came to claim his ashes.

They are truly pitiful.

After this incident, the original owner of this body became the informant for these instructors.

He became addicted to reporting everyone. He was no longer beaten. His classmates were afraid not only of the instructors, but also of the original owner suddenly raising his hand and shouting "Report to the instructor!"

Just when he thought he would stay in this special training school forever, he was given a sedative.

He got into an unlicensed van and never came back.

He was taken to an underground hospital.

Because his organs were replaced by someone else.

~

Voices came from outside, and Ji Huaizhi's sharp eyes turned towards the doorway.

The next second, with a "click," the door was opened, but because of the backlighting, Ji Huaizhi couldn't see Tang Guilan's expression.

"Ji Huaizhi, someone has come to visit," Tang Guilan said.

"Um."

After going outside, I heard Pan Xiang talking to those burly men.

"Although I'm a stepfather, to be honest, I've done everything I should. That brat dared to lay a hand on me yesterday, is he going to try and stab me with a knife tomorrow?" Pan Xiang said excitedly, spitting out his saliva.

"I, as the stepfather, am not in a position to use my hands, so I'll just send him to your place for discipline."

"Give me a good talking-to!"

“I can’t teach him how to be a person, so let society teach him. He’s so capable, isn’t he? I’d like to see if he regrets fighting with me yesterday after he goes to your place.”