"Stupid, of course it's because bad guys laugh like that!"
The pale spider's body flashed and transformed into the appearance of the child Ah Zhu. He crossed his arms over his chest and said in a mature manner, "You are still too young! There are many things you don't understand. Anyway, just follow me, the Minister, and you won't suffer any loss!"
"oh……"
"You two, stop playing around. There are a few new recruits hiding in the underground shooting range in the southeast. Go and find them." Lin Qiye's voice suddenly echoed in their minds.
When Ah Zhu and Little Raccoon heard this, they immediately stood up straight and said seriously: "Yes! Dean, I promise to complete the task!"
…
Office building, rooftop.
Lin Qiye stood there alone with his eyes closed. His mental power had already covered the entire training camp.
In his perception, the movements, positions, and expressions of every recruit were clearly presented. He was like a large tracking processor, firmly controlling the situation of every recruit in the training camp.
While tracking the recruits, he communicated with the caregivers through his mind, mobilizing them to pursue different targets.
These caregivers have signed summoning contracts with Lin Qiye, so even without modern information transmission equipment, they can communicate without any barriers. From the perspective of the recruits, this is just a simple chase, but they don't realize that from the very beginning, this has been a one-way chess game.
There is only one player in this chess game, and that is Lin Qiye.
Using the training camp as the chessboard and the "mysterious" caregivers as chess pieces, they hunt down all the new recruits in the field in a scientific and orderly manner.
When to mobilize a large number of caregivers to chase a certain group of people for a long time to force out their potential; when to let these caregivers slow down or chase other recruits to give the exhausted recruits a chance to breathe; when to directly use thundering means to capture some recruits who have reached their limit and force them out of the battlefield to prevent long-term extreme exercise from causing irreparable damage to their bodies...
All this seems messy and casual in the eyes of the recruits, but it actually contains mysteries.
In this chase, the most tired ones were not the recruits who were running for their lives, but Lin Qiye who was controlling everything in secret.
Fortunately, as more and more recruits could not hold on and were forced to leave, the number of recruits that Lin Qiye needed to pay attention to became fewer and fewer, and the pressure would gradually decrease. About two hours had passed since the escape began, and the number of recruits on the field had dropped sharply from more than 600 to about 400.
Because of the large-scale expansion of recruitment, the quality of this year's recruits is somewhat uneven, and there are quite a few of them with weak constitutions. It is already their limit to be able to persist for this long.
Of course, the effect of these two hours of escape alone is much more effective than simply carrying weights for five or six hours.
Perhaps even the recruits themselves are unaware that in this extremely tense and high-pressure environment, their potential is being rapidly tapped, and their physical strength, endurance, and willpower are all improving quietly.
If they are given a little more time, their physical fitness will definitely undergo earth-shaking changes.
…
The sky gradually brightened.
Tanxiang City.
In the early morning mist, among the desolate and lonely mountains, a young man walked slowly and steadily towards the top of the mountain along the rugged and gravel road.
"Is this your hometown?" The voice of the demon boy came faintly from his mind. "Tsk, tsk, it's so remote and desolate. Are you really willing to live in a place like this forever? Don't you have no money? No way, with your current strength, shouldn't you have as much money as you want?
As long as you have money, you can go to the most prosperous city, buy the most expensive and luxurious house, and find forty or fifty women..."
"Shut up!!"
Lu Baoyou frowned and suddenly let out a low roar, his voice echoing in the empty mountains and fields.
"I'm just confused. Do you really have no desires deep in your heart?" The demon boy continued to pester, "Why do you want to suppress yourself? Why don't you release your nature? You are the agent of depravity, but why do you resist it?
It can bring you joy, strength, and everything that countless people dream of...
What are you holding on to?
Lu Baoyou took a deep breath and ignored the demon boy in his mind, because he knew that the more he paid attention to him, the happier he would talk.
Along the way, he was almost driven crazy by the torture of the demon boy.
Mo Tong was right. His existence indeed posed no threat to Lu Baoyou, but that was only on the physical level. On the spiritual level, this guy was like a piece of dog shit-smelling chewing gum stuck to the sole of his shoe, torturing him to the point of madness.
From the time he left Shangjing City on the train, to the time he arrived in Tanxiang County, and then to this wilderness, the demon child was like a demon that wanted to drag him into the abyss, constantly tempting him...
The most important thing is that Mo Tong’s annoying words constantly stir up the irritability and cruelty deep in Lu Baoyou’s heart.
Under the influence of the fallen angel's power, he was like a flammable and explosive powder keg. Coupled with the teasing of the demon boy, he could not control the rage in his heart at all, and his emotions were directly ignited.
But Lu Baoyou couldn't do anything to him!
If Lu Baoyou hadn't been suppressing her emotions, I'm afraid that train would have been bombed countless times...
After all the torment along the way, Lu Baoyou's spirit was tortured, but invisibly, his control over his own emotions also improved slightly.
While enduring the annoying sound, Lu Baoyou walked slowly along the mountain road and came to a small mountain village with almost no people. He stopped in front of a two-story villa painted white.
Among the small houses made of earthen bricks and cracked tiles, this small villa stands out and is out of tune with everything around it.
"Huh?" Mo Tong asked in surprise, "Is this your home? The decoration is much better than I imagined... It seems that your family is not that poor?"
Lu Baoyou ignored him. He just looked at the small house quietly in silence.
It wasn't always like this here.
Seven or eight years ago, this place, like other buildings nearby, was a short and dilapidated earthen house. He was born and grew up here... Until one day, his father Lu Qiu, who had been away from home for many years, suddenly came back from outside with a large sum of money, saying that he wanted to take their family to the city to live a good life.
However, his grandmother was attached to her hometown and did not want to leave, so Lu Qiu had to spend money to renovate the dilapidated house, making it the best building in the village, which made other villagers envy it at the time.