"The fourth twisted way is..."

Having said that, Bai Ling looked meaningfully at everyone present.

His tone was calm and soothing, and it was more like he was explaining some secrets than lecturing. It was as if he was passing some information from the other side of time through the cracks in time and delivering it to this side.

In such a peaceful atmosphere, everyone thought that Bering was definitely going to say something.

However, the next second, they saw Bai Ling tapping the table lightly with his fingers, an unfathomable smile on his face.

"The fourth way is far beyond your understanding."

Looking at everyone present, Bai Ling said with a smile: "If you want to know the fourth distortion method, then if any of you can independently solve the 'disaster' level alien species, then come to me."

“Only by stepping into that level can you glimpse the truth hidden under the mist. Otherwise, if you blindly rush into the unknown, madness will follow you like a shadow.”

It's not that he's exaggerating.

In fact, Bering did know the fourth way of distortion. However, he also knew that telling these students about it now would only do them harm and no good.

Knowing too much is sometimes not a good thing.

As for why Bai Ling felt that he couldn’t tell them, but still had to reveal this existence?

Of course it’s because it makes sense, right?

Suspense is the driving force for becoming stronger. The so-called growth is actually the process of stepping into a new world after knowing things at a certain stage.

Bering just brought this process forward a little bit.

In fact, he knew very well that most of the people present were unlikely to enter that field in the future.

But as long as someone can reach the top, it will be enough.

It's cruel, but necessary.

In the dark shadows, there must always be someone holding a torch, leading the people behind like a guiding lighthouse.

With this thought in mind, Bai Ling continued, "Well, let's stop here for the first part."

He ignored the disappointment of the students, leaned on the desk and said in a gentle voice: "Let's move on to the second part of the course."

"You all have paper and pen, right?" he asked. "Well, pick up your pen and write down your most 'fearful' things on paper."

“It can be a paragraph, a person, an event, or even an abstract concept, such as time, the vast universe, or the abyss of other people’s thoughts.”

Bai Ling put his hand on the podium and said, "Whatever it is, as long as you think it is what you fear the most, then write it down. Then, put it in this small box."

As he spoke, he took out a small box from his handbag.

This small box is closed and painted black on all four sides, with only a gap on the top. The whole thing looks like a gray, sealed container.

Bai Ling pulled a chair over and sat on it with his legs crossed. He pointed at the box and said, "Put it in after you finish writing."

The students looked at each other and saw confusion in each other's eyes.

What is this for? Writing down the things you are afraid of and putting them in a small airtight box? What's the point of this?

Almost everyone expressed this sentiment.

As if he could see the student's confusion, Bai Ling sighed, "Oh, forget it."

He tilted his head and looked at Ding Yan: "Ding Yan, Li Jingwen, Ji Qianqin, the three of you will be representatives."

The three people whose names were called were shocked.

At this moment, they could clearly feel that all eyes around them were focused on them.

These students had been very curious about Ding Yan and others before. This is human nature - when strangers intrude into a familiar environment, they will instinctively feel curious and alert.

Ding Yan, Song Qingci and others were obviously the strangers who suddenly broke in.

So when these students heard that Ding Yan and the others were related to Bai Ling, they subconsciously had one thought after another.

In the classroom where thoughts were racing, Ding Yan and his classmates also wrote on white paper.

After looking at each other, the three of them walked onto the stage and put the note directly into the small box.

The movements were extremely smooth, no one had any problems, and Bai Ling did not call for a stop, he just watched.

After the three people finished, Bai Ling said, "Okay, you probably know the process."

"I won't use my eyes to see during your posting. So you can write down your true feelings without worrying about feelings like shame or fear."

As he spoke, Bai Ling picked up another corner of the scarf and said, "Of course, if you still hesitate about this process, then I can cover my eyes."

"This way, even if I have super powers like mind reading or clairvoyance, it would be difficult for me to see the contents of the note."

After saying all this, Bai Ling rolled up the hem of his scarf, wrapped it around his eyes, then leaned back in his chair, looking relaxed and at ease.

Soon, the students began to take action one by one.

Whether they trusted Bering or not, at least they wrote something on the note.

When the last person handed in the note, Bai Ling also took off the scarf covering his eyes.

Standing up from his chair, he grabbed the small sealed box and weighed it up and down.

"There are thirty people in total, thirty answers, and thirty sources of fear in your hearts."

Shaking the small box in his hand, Bai Ling chuckled and said, "Among these answers, I am sure that only three people have written down what you fear."

"What other people wrote down is more or less different from your original intentions."

As soon as these words were spoken, the students present narrowed their eyes subconsciously.

Soon, Bai Ling's voice came again: "Of course, I am not denying your execution ability. I know very well that everyone who can be admitted to this academy can at least do a good job in obedience."

"I say this because you don't actually know what you are afraid of."

Bai Ling shook his head. "That's normal. After all, fear is a very subjective thing. The most fearful thing is a difficult concept to measure. It could be a parent who beat you when you were a child, or a bully you once hated. There are many different things. Therefore, it's normal that you can't really write about what you are afraid of."

"If you were ordinary people, it wouldn't matter. But you are warriors, thugs who are about to step onto the battlefield and lick blood on the edge of the knife. You are challengers who subdue monsters with violence and cross the raging waves with courage..."

"We have come to a conclusion that many alien species absorb human emotions as food. Among them, fear is the strongest and darkest emotion. Therefore, what you need to do is to face your fear."

As he spoke, Bai Ling raised his hand slightly.

He casually threw all the boxes with answers written on them to the ground.

A corner of the glass box hit the ground with a crisp sound, and under the action of gravity, countless cracks appeared and it shattered into glass shards in an instant.

Shards of glass glittered on the gray floor tiles.

As his boots stepped on the broken glass, Bering said with a smile: "So this is the second part of this lesson."

"I will let you understand what true fear is, and then let you use your own power to overcome it..."

"Or fall before it and become a stepping stone for the victors, crowning those who are truly brave and wise, and dedicating your respect and future to serve as the path for mankind to move forward."

Following his words.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up in the classroom.

It was only at this time that people noticed that a grayish-white mist had been lingering in the entire classroom since some time ago.

These mists gathered together and blew towards you, making you feel as if you were standing on the top of a cliff. Strong winds spread out from the empty valley, carrying with them an iron-like sharpness that made your cheeks hurt!

In the wind made of fog, everyone was blown so hard that they couldn't open their eyes.

Only Bai Ling was walking slowly in the strong wind.

The mist blew up his hair, making the black hair shine in the air with a light black light. The windbreaker was also blown high up by the wind, and it looked as dark as a crow's feather.

As everyone was resisting the wind pressure, Bai Ling's voice came with the wind: "It doesn't matter if we are in a group of three or a team of five, or even if we fight alone..."

"As long as you can touch the edge of my clothes, you will win. As a reward for your victory, I will go to Director Wang of the Countermeasures Bureau and ask him to approve all of you to skip the first grade and enter the graduating class, making you the youngest legends of the Countermeasures Bureau."

Bai Ling blinked his eyes and said, "Believe me, I have the right."

Wang Weizheng would definitely agree.

Because as a well-deserved strong man in the Countermeasures Bureau, he should be one of the few guys who can best understand the difficult aspects of Bai Ling's abilities.

This guy's attack power might not be that strong, but when it comes to dodging... unless a nuclear bomb hits his face or a sniper is fired from kilometers away, there's really no way to deal with him!

With this thought in mind, Bai Ling looked around at the students and said with a smile: "So, work hard. Try your best, even if you are determined to kill me, and get up after falling down, show me your unstoppable will."

"Show me your...possibilities."

The words fell.

Inside the classroom, there was thick fog, blocking out the sun.

The iron-grey fog enveloped the entire room, blocking out the light from outside the windowsill, making it completely airtight.

As the fog loomed, only the black coat rustled in the wind.

Updated and put on the shelves, the first update counts as two in one, adding up to a total of five updates, totaling 14,000 words!