The memories of all humanity are awakening, except for mine.

Chapter 55: The hypnotic effect is so good?

The first S-level training program had a total of 90 students.

Thirty students were in Class 1, and the other sixty were in Class 2.

The brothers Cao Zhigang and Cao Zhiqiang were responsible for the initial training of Class One and Class Two, respectively.

On August 4th, the sun was shining brightly, and the intense heat from the blazing sun was baking the newly laid rubber track, causing steam to rise from it.

Just standing outdoors was already unbearably hot; the thought of running a marathon made Jiang Chuan feel like his life might be coming to an end. And what's more, if he didn't reach peak human potential, those forty kilometers would have to double to eighty kilometers…

Even the most delusional person wouldn't think they could break the men's world record under conditions of extreme anger, right?

Let alone running, even walking eighty kilometers would be deadly.

This is not an exaggeration.

Jiang Chuan's physical abilities are definitely among the worst of his peers.

Jiang Chuan often stayed up late. When he was in school, he didn't even go to the morning exercises during the long break. All his exercise consisted of walking from his rented place to school, thus saving time for printing orders.

Eating haphazardly, irregular sleep patterns, and a lack of exercise year-round...

This standard example of a sudden death reserve soldier, after another 80 kilometers...

The consequences are self-evident.

Many students have noticed this as well.

Tang Songming's face displayed the fearless expression of someone about to face certain death: "Life and death are predestined."

Liang Cheng's eyes were glazed over, and the expression on his handsome face was blank.

It's like a plaything that's been ruined by a kind-hearted succubus and is now slumped in a corner, muttering to itself.

Besides the two of them, Jiang Chuan also saw many compatriots with fear on their faces.

But we still have to run.

Groups of five are arranged according to their dormitory room number.

Jiang Chuan and two other boys, along with Song Xi and Li Yi, formed a group.

Jiang Chuan could tell that these people were incredibly strong, and their expressions remained completely calm.

"bump!"

The sound of the starting gun rang out.

Five people start the race.

To avoid embarrassing himself, Jiang Chuan took a deep breath and assumed the most standard running posture.

However, when Song Xi took long strides and distanced herself from him, he already understood.

Indeed, people's joys and sorrows are not shared.

Song Xi's twin ponytails and Li Yi's single ponytail swayed in front of him, getting further and further away.

The other two men in the same group also rushed out with ease.

Jiang Chuan had anticipated this, so he could only pretend he didn't see it and avoid getting annoyed.

But by the time Jiang Chuan reached the third lap, those four people had already lapped him two laps.

Seeing the ponytail getting further and further away three times in a row, Jiang Chuan wished his legs could go faster.

He has an inexplicable competitive spirit in this regard.

At the very least, we can't lose to women in terms of physical strength.

Even if one of the girls is Zhang Fei.

Song Xi, Li Yi, and two other boys showed no signs of declining physical strength, but Jiang Chuan felt like his lungs were about to explode.

But he still has ninety-seven laps to run.

In a daze, he couldn't help but ask himself:

Where exactly does this runway end?

"The Gates of Hell?"

These ninety people were divided into eighteen groups, and they were quickly divided into two camps in this terrible marathon race based on their mental and physical systems.

There's the physical type that runs at a steady speed and with terrifying endurance, and the mental type that walks and stops, half-dead.

Tang, Song, Ming, Liangcheng, and Jiangchuan barely maintained the same position.

"Jiang, Brother Jiang... Brother Liang..."

"Are you two... alright?"

Liang Cheng: "I... I see... I look so cute."

Jiang Chuan remained silent; his mind was now filled with nothing but the monotonous act of walking forward.

Sweat blurred his vision, but there was nothing in front of him except the track.

His body moved forward like a walking corpse, his legs felt like lead being torn apart, and every part of his body ached.

Three laps, four laps, five laps...

Ten laps, twenty laps, thirty laps...

When Jiang Chuan reached the thirtieth lap, some of the leading group had already completed one hundred laps.

It was that guy named Lin Ci. When Jiang Chuan reached the thirty-third lap, Song Xi and Li Yi finished second and third respectively, ending today's special training.

When Jiang Chuan reached the fortieth lap, most of his classmates had already completed one hundred laps.

Of course, by this time, more than two hours had already passed.

Apart from the top seventeen, everyone else will continue special training and run the remaining one hundred laps.

But what's truly astonishing is...

Although the physical abilities of those who have awakened their spiritual powers are almost identical to those of ordinary people...

But not a single person dropped out halfway through.

Some people vomited, and some collapsed.

But in the end, they all returned to the track and continued training.

As for Jiangchuan...

He neither vomited nor collapsed.

But he was not conscious.

The colors of the world before my eyes have all disappeared, like a black and white screen after a hero dies.

His T-shirt was covered in sweat stains and he was still sweating, but he couldn't feel the heat, the pain in his body, or the burning sensation in his lungs.

As he ran, he felt as if his soul was leaving his body.

He seemed to be watching himself stagger and slowly move forward on the track from a third-person perspective.

There was no compelling reason for him to keep going, but he simply didn't want to give up.

……

……

Cao Zhigang and Cao Zhiqiang sat under the shade of a tree, looking at the half-dead students with amazement in their eyes.

A large amount of food was laid out on the table in front of them, and several large boxes of bottled water were placed on the ground, all prepared for these students who were working hard.

Wearing sunglasses, Cao Zhigang asked in surprise, "Is the boss's hypnosis really that effective?"

Cao Zhiqiang responded helplessly: "Don't forget, he can even hypnotize the two of us..."

"How can these little guys who have just started training resist?"

"but……"

"They are really amazing, no wonder they are all top talents."

"What I didn't expect was that Jiang Chuan was able to persevere."

"Didn't the boss say he didn't have any awakened memories?"

Boom!
Cao Zhigang violently swung his fist at his younger brother Cao Zhiqiang's bald, tattooed head.

"Qiang! What are you saying?"

"If this news leaks out, do you even understand what the consequences will be?"

"Do you still want to have those kinds of dreams!?"

The two burly men, who had just been taught a lesson a few days ago, shivered together in the sweltering summer heat.

A deeply memorable and beautiful erotic dream, but it ended.

They absolutely do not want to experience such a dream again.

Cao Zhiqiang rubbed the tattoo on his bald head and said awkwardly, "I won't mention it again."

But then he added, "But Jiang Chuan is indeed quite capable."

"I can sense to some extent that his mental strength is increasing rapidly."

"His improvement rate is much faster than others!"

Cao Zhigang pushed up his sunglasses: "Really?"

"..."

"However, his foundation is the weakest among these people, so there is a lot of room for improvement."

"However, since the boss values ​​this kid so much, it's normal for him to get promoted like this."

His voice regained its composure as he began to speak:
"But Lin Ci, Li Yi, and Song Xi are all truly formidable individuals."

"Even during our training, he would be an absolutely outstanding individual."

"I wonder how they compare to those promising young talents from Yanjing."

Cao Zhiqiang paused for a moment, looking at the children with a hint of reluctance in his eyes:
"Their training intensity was much higher than ours back then..."

"Won't something bad happen during practice?"

Upon hearing this, Cao Zhigang paused for a moment, then waved his hand and said firmly:
"cannot……"

But after saying those two words, seeing the students' pale faces under the scorching sun, he added another word:

"Bar……?"

(End of this chapter)