Chapter 293: Memories that cannot be deleted

Chapter 293: Memories that cannot be deleted

Chapter 293: Memories that cannot be deleted

"Beast!"

Guitong's eyes turned red instantly.

This has been buried deep in my heart, and I have explained it in my mind as a special problem with the life structure of the Wan family.

The answer is finally revealed at this moment.

The Wan family is not able to withstand hunger, but they have special means to hide food.

He could imagine what happened back then.

During the difficult night when they were bruised and hungry, these family-playing beasts secretly feasted in the room, and then tortured them in the same way the next day.

You know, they were so hungry that they even wanted to chew on the bark of the trees.

That feeling is still fresh in my memory no matter how long it has been.

Not eating for a long time even caused him to have stomach cramps, and he would feel pain from time to time during training.

Even my saliva was almost dry, and every time I swallowed saliva, my throat felt a burning pain like sandpaper rubbing against it.

Every time he entered the cafeteria, he felt like a wild beast, but his pride made him grit his teeth and persevere, no matter how strong the temptation of food was.

There was an obsession at that time.

If the beasts of the Wan Clan can do it, why can't the students of our Four-Eyed Clan do it?

Even if they starve to death, they are unwilling to give up.

It is the belief of not wanting to admit defeat that drives them to persist again and again.

But I didn't expect that the answer would be ten thousand times more cruel than what I had imagined.

"Beast." At this moment, Guitong's body couldn't stop shaking.

The other students who had come through the first training camp that year also had angry expressions. They were not stupid. The moment they saw Li Zheng taking out the food, they thought of the "unsolved mystery" of that year.

The moment I knew the answer, the secret admiration I had back then turned into burning anger.

All kinds of curses came out.

Li Zheng, who already knew this outcome, ate barbecue calmly, ignoring the moment when his brothers' defense was broken.

The other players in the Hardworking Group also took out spiritual food from their space bags and devoured it.

Now that everything has been laid bare, there is no need to live a hard life any longer.

Enjoy nature however you want.

Li Zheng raised his hand and took out a glass of fruit wine. He unscrewed the lid and took a big sip:

"Ha~!"

Smelling the strong aroma of wine, even the strong-willed Long Gen couldn't remain calm.

"This wine is strong enough, perfect for my brother Long Gen who loves to drink... Unfortunately, my brother Long Gen has a strong will, and he will definitely not drink during the special training."

"You beasts, just wait until I get back, or I'll beat you to death." Long Gen said, clenching his fists.

When Chi Tu, who was standing by, heard this, a sly smile appeared on his lips. He reached out and took out a metal pot from his space bag. After opening the lid, hot white mist mixed with tempting fragrance spread out, instantly filling the space covered by the blood-colored barrier.

In the pot, the boiling "earth scale soup" is bubbling, and each bubble splashes out a rich meaty aroma when it bursts.

In an instant, the whole place fell silent.

All the students' eyes were focused on Chitu, or more precisely, on the big pot in front of him.

Inside the pot, the thick soup was red in color, with translucent crispy earth scales floating on the surface. They kept twisting and deforming in the heat, making crackling sounds as if they had just come out of the pot.

The Tushi deliberately picked up a piece of Tuscale meat with his fingers and slowly raised it above his head. The crispy slices as thin as a cicada's wing pulled out long and thin golden threads in the air, and the dripping soup continued to splash out a rich fragrance.

"Phew~ It's a little hot, I need to blow it."

After blowing, Chi Tu slowly moved the piece of meat to his mouth, and all the students followed his gaze.

You can see the dirt eater slowly sticking out its tongue, rolling up the piece of meat and putting it into its mouth.

The chewing sound and the aroma of meat brought a strong impact, which completely broke down the already hungry students of all races.

Chi Tu continued at this time:
"Oh my, why is this meat so delicious? I haven't eaten in the past few days and finally I'm getting something good."

"What a beast (x130)."

In the eyes of students of all ethnic groups, eating dirt is simply a way of getting beaten.

However, they were all chained up and couldn't punch the accuser in the face with their angry fists.

The rest of the players in the Hardcore Group did the same, taking out the delicious spiritual meals they bought from the trading house and feasting on them in front of a bunch of hungry and tired brothers, taking turns to perform food-showing and bestial behavior.

Faced with insults, they simply ignored them.

The spiritual food meals taken out from the space bag and the trading house all retain the freshest taste, making the players of the liver emperor group very happy to eat them.

Especially when there is a group of hungry brothers around to provide "accompaniment" one after another.

I can't bear to see my brother die, but I can't bear to see my brother get so angry.

After enjoying the sumptuous meal, they did not forget their brothers. Li Zheng reached into the space bag and took out two more bottles of fruit wine and threw them to Guitong and Longgen respectively.

"We've had a great meal, it's your turn next."

Guitong took the spiritual wine without hesitation. He unscrewed the lid and drank it in big gulps, then let out a refreshing breath.

On the other side, Long Gen seemed very hesitant after taking the spirit wine.

"Long Gen, you have already drunk the life potion, which has already violated the rules of the Sha Feng Body Refining Training. This one drink is not a big deal."

"I was killed by you." After hearing Li Zheng's words, the last line of defense in Long Gen's heart collapsed. He unscrewed the lid and drank the spirit wine in one gulp.

"Tell me, what types of food do you want to eat?" Li Zheng continued.

Although the various delicacies prepared by the trading house's spiritual chefs could not compare to the level of the professional spiritual chefs in the Counter-Tide Training Camp, there were still quite a few spiritual meals to choose from.

Now that the cards were laid bare, he decided to satisfy his brothers' appetites and give them the chance to order food.

"Give me some more wine." Long Gen shouted immediately.

Li Zheng did not hesitate. He opened the trading house and directly bought three bottles of the most intense "Deep Sea Roar". He took them out from his space bag and threw them at Long Gen.

This wine is a crystal brew found by a spiritual chef player on the bottom of the sea in the Cangxing Sea. Various spiritual substances need to be added during the brewing process to form a conflicting spiritual network. The interior that is invisible to the naked eye is undergoing intensive explosions every minute and every second, and the shelf life is less than a day.

Just right for those of you who like strong liquor.

Long Gen was excited when he took the wine. He unscrewed the lid and drank one of the bottles.

The wine flowing out of the black bottle was dark golden in color, with tiny flashes of lightning floating on the surface, and rich spiritual energy overflowed just when the bottle was opened.

After swallowing the dragon's root in one gulp, he immediately felt his throat burning like magma, followed by waves of fine tingling pain in his chest, which finally turned into a continuous burning warm current in his stomach.

"It's powerful and feels great!"

"That's enough. We're just afraid that the instructor will come back suddenly. If you're drunk by then, we'll be in trouble."

Gui Tong immediately tried to persuade him, then turned his head and looked at Li Zheng angrily:

"Brick moving, you are such a beast, tell me, how much food have you hidden, and where is this portable space hidden?"

"Don't ask. This is a family secret passed down from generation to generation. Do you want to eat it or not?"

"Eat." Ghost pupil said viciously:
"Come and have a feast."

After being together for more than a year and often eating together in the cafeteria, Li Zheng naturally understood Guitong's taste. Soon he took out two ice boxes made with the characteristics of ice mist breath from his space bag and threw them to Guitong.

Guitong took the food box without hesitation, opened the lid and started to eat.

The stomach that had been hungry for many days was finally satisfied at this moment.

The other brothers, including Li Zheng, did not forget to ask about their needs, and then bought them from the trading house and threw them over.

While the evil wind was howling outside, the students inside the Qi and Blood Barrier were enjoying the delicious food.

For the first time, they felt that this purgatory-like special training could actually be so comfortable.

Even though it was all thanks to these beasts from the Wan Clan, the students from all races had already made up their minds about what they would do when they returned. They were determined to beat these beasts up so that they could vent their anger.

After filling their stomachs, everyone began to take turns releasing qi and blood to deploy defenses.

Only this time, there was less urgency.

They know that even if they are exhausted, they still have reserve energy to use.

Although they were curious about where the Wan family's portable space was, since the students of the Wan family didn't want to say, they didn't ask any more questions.

During this period, Guitong decisively asked Li Zheng for his necklace.

Li Zheng was reluctant about this, but he still decisively threw it back.

They have supported each other all the way to the fifth training camp as brothers, so how could he really be greedy for his treasure?

The ghost who took the necklace was obviously not satisfied, and looked at him fiercely again:
"Disgusting, this is an unfair victory."

"You kid, you're already winning unfairly after just eating, right? Spit out everything you just ate." "Beast."

"If you keep scolding me, Four Eyes, the special training is not over yet, don't even think about eating next meal, I'll starve you to death."

"brute."

"You big beast, you wild beast..."

Amid the beautiful exchange of words, the students of all ethnic groups suddenly felt that this special training was a sure thing.

At this moment, Long Gen shouted loudly:
"Since we have nothing to worry about, why not continue the special training? While the evil energy storm is still there, we can take back the blood and energy barrier and let us use our bodies to withstand the evil energy invasion, so as to temper our will and polish our bodies."

"You are the real beast."

After hearing Long Gen's words, all the students gave him the middle finger.

Long Gen has always been obliged to put pressure on his brothers.

If the Wan family is considered disgusting beasts in the eyes of other students, then Long Gen and his people are beasts without any humanity.

It was like this in the training camp. I couldn't bear to see my brothers lying down.

Whenever I have time, I will strengthen my brothers, using the excuse of growth, improvement and becoming stronger.

It's called a pressure monster.

Naturally, the other students strongly opposed his proposal.

The intensity of the evil energy is very high now, and bearing it directly is just torture to yourself.

Only a fool would continue to train his body with evil spirit.

But this unusual round of evil spirit attacks also made them very confused, and they started discussing it.

At this time, a student from the Ghost Wind Clan spoke up:

"I have heard about the origin of Shafeng from the elders of the tribe."

Upon hearing this, all the students turned their attention to the students from the Guifeng tribe.

"I also heard about it, but I don't know the exact truth."

"Let it go quickly. You're taking so long." Chi Tu glared.

"Ahem, it is said that the early Riftthroat Valley was not as dead silent as it is now, and there was no howling evil wind. At that time, it was called the Valley of Destiny. It was an area ruled by the advent force Destiny Clan after the end of the catastrophe war."

At this point, the Ghost Wind Clan student paused and added an explanation:
"As you know, the Anti-Tide Army had not yet been established. Our tribe was scattered in various regions of the Pale Continent. Our situation was very bad. There were also many very powerful forces among the Advent forces, and the Destiny Clan was one of them."

"At that time, the Destiny Clan was the overlord of this area. They mastered a rule called 'equivalence'. It is said that this rule obtains growth energy through equivalent gaming. Every member of the Destiny Clan is an equivalent merchant. They use the Destiny Valley as their starting point and wander around the Pale Continent, looking for foreigners with whom they can gamble and trade."

"The Monster World has provided this tribe with a huge amount of nutrients for growth. The Destiny Tribe is developing very rapidly and already has the potential to become the overlord of the Pale Continent."

"I'm sure you've guessed what will happen next. The God of Against the Tide gathers the local tribes and establishes the Against the Tide Legion, with the goal of recovering their homeland. Naturally, the Destiny Tribe has become a thorn in our side."

"But the God of Against Tide at that time did not choose to suppress the Destiny Clan by force. He knew that the newly formed Against Tide Legion was still in the most important stage of development, and the next round of Black Tide's offensive could come at any time, so he proposed a trade game to the then leader of the Destiny Clan."

"This request has been approved by the Destiny Patriarch."

"No one knows the specific content of the trade game. The final result is that the Destiny Clan lost the game, and the entire clan was voluntarily sealed underground in this canyon. The evil spirit gushing out of the Riftthroat Valley is the breathing of the Destiny Clan members buried deep underground. That's why the evil wind shows signs of surging back and forth, just like the inhalation and exhalation when breathing."

After hearing this story, Li Zheng showed disdain:
"I just made it up. The evil wind is breathing, so what's going on with the sudden strong evil wind? Could it be that a member of the Destiny Clan is having a seizure underground?"

Upon hearing this, the students of the Ghost Wind Clan grinned and said:
"I've already said this is a story. So many years have passed, who can tell whether it's true or not? I don't know where my elder heard it from, maybe he just made it up out of boredom."

"There is another possibility. When your elders were taking the evil spirit body-building assessment in the fifth training camp, they heard a fellow student make up a story here, just like you are doing now." Chi Tu analyzed seriously, holding his chin with his hand.

"Hahaha."

After hearing the explanation of eating dirt, all the students couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"After surviving on the front lines for two years, we are required to come back and serve as combat instructors for a period of time. At that time, I will pass on this story of your elders and fool the next batch of reserve cadets. As time goes by, the fake will become true."

Gui Tong's words made everyone laugh again.

Without any worries, the depressing atmosphere on the scene was swept away, and everyone joked, told stories, and talked about future prospects.

During this period, a big meal every two days is essential.

All the expenditure in this regard is spent on sacrifice, but Li Zheng and the players in the liver emperor group don't care.

The core purpose of their playing games used to be not only for fun but also for monetary gain.

This is also the origin of Li Zheng’s game name “Game Brick Moving Party”.

But in the monster world, they also gained precious friendship. Compared with this group of brothers, money is nothing.

This feeling is more important than any material thing.

After more than a year in the training camp, they already had a tacit understanding between them that did not require words.

Especially after combat training, they can understand each other's thoughts with just a glance and understand each other's decision with just a gesture.

The instructors often said that once on the battlefield, comrades are a more reliable force than weapons and equipment.

As a player, Li Zheng never found this statement ridiculous.

Leaving his back to them gave him a sense of security, which made him feel more at ease than the strongest armor.

This feeling is completely different from any previous gaming experience.

The former hardcore group pursued virtual wealth as its core concept and used game coins to measure the significance of each copy and adventure.

But in this world, they feel that they have found something more precious than any equipment, and those figures walking side by side in the wind and rain will also be memories that they will never forget in their lives.

In the past, they were willing to repeatedly play boring dungeons for the gold coins in the game.

But now, he is willing to use all his strength to let these brothers live one more day.

This is not a friendship that can be measured by data, nor is it a bond that can be exchanged for a transaction.

Although they are not blood brothers, their deep bond is better than that of blood brothers during the past year of hard struggle.

How can the numbers of sacrifice power that flow and change in my personal space bag compare to this group of brothers?

Just as Family Sharing said: When I’m old and can’t play Monster World anymore, I will definitely remember the days when I was passionate with those beasts in the training camp. This is an archive that cannot be deleted from my memory.

The special training is still going on, but they turned the painful days into a leisurely vacation.

Taking turns to raise the shield, time passed day by day under the attack of the evil wind, and the intensity gradually returned to a stable level.

After roughly calculating the days, the special training is not far from ending.

For safety reasons, they decided not to eat or drink for the next few days, and at the same time, they lifted the blood shield barrier that was released in rotation.

When the barrier of qi and blood dissipated, the evil wind suddenly swept in.

Except for Long Gen who cheered with joy, the other students howled like pigs being slaughtered.

Seeing the miserable appearance of their brothers, Li Zheng and the brothers of the Gan Di Group secretly activated the life connection and dispersion characteristics again, transferring their own pain to the wailing brothers.

Suddenly, the screams became more shrill.

Li Zheng and his brothers from the Gan Di Group also wailed, and their cries were louder than those of all the other students present.

On this day, the air suddenly trembled, and the evil wind in the distance retreated on its own, making way for it as if out of fear.

"Shut up!" Ghost Pupil, whose four eyes were turning at the same time, saw this scene and spoke decisively.

The members of all ethnic groups who heard the reminder immediately realized something, decisively suppressed the screams that were about to hit their throats, and looked up one after another.

I saw a towering figure walking towards me with heavy steps.

The Demon Shield instructor has arrived.

With every step he took, spider-web-like cracks appeared on the ground, not intentionally, but simply due to the weight of his body.

The Demon Shield Instructor's huge body was clad in jet-black armor, and every breath he took was accompanied by a low roar of blood and energy.

Before his figure arrived, a heavy pressure had already come.

The invisible "force" continued to spread with the Magic Shield Instructor as the center. He walked straight to the cliff, and two points of scarlet light under his helmet swept across everyone present. At that moment, all the students felt that they were completely seen through, from the strength of their bones to the speed of their blood flow, and even the most hidden thoughts in their hearts.

Just when the students were wondering why Magic Shield didn't announce the end of the special training.

At this time, Modun was also extremely confused.

After jumping through several regions in succession, the appearance of each training group was extremely miserable.

There were even two areas this time where abnormally strong winds struck, and almost all the students there were wiped out. Not a single part of their bodies was intact, and they were all rushed to the training camp for emergency treatment.

But these guys turned out to be just fine.

They all had shiny faces and full of energy, and they didn't look like they had been tempered by the evil wind at all.

Compared with students from other regions, the scars on his body caused by the evil wind could not even be called injuries.

Could it be that the evil wind in this area has weakened abnormally?
Magic Shield has no answer to this question.

(End of this chapter)