Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 579 These Liars (45)

After speaking out their guess, the morale of the Xuantian Sect monks immediately boosted.

After knowing that there was a chance to escape, new hope immediately ignited in their hearts.

At that moment, a monk was about to use the mark, but was immediately stopped by the leader.

"Don't move!" the leader whispered, "How do you know what the consequences will be after using this mark? If the guards find out, it will be the end!"

Looking around, the team leader said sternly, "Everyone, be honest and don't say a word when you go back. We will test it together tonight and see what happens."

"it is good."

With a feeling of trepidation and excitement, the group of monks waited anxiously until dark.

The food in the Heavenly Prison was terrible. There was not a trace of spiritual energy in the black paste and it tasted tasteless.

It is said that this was because someone once tried to commit suicide with the noodles in the meal and almost succeeded when he was discovered, so after that all food was beaten into paste.

After swallowing these life-sustaining things with distorted faces, they returned to their respective cells, lay down nervously and stared at the ceiling.

It was not until the dead of night and the sound of the patrolling jailers disappeared that the leader jumped up.

After looking outside and making sure no one was around, the leader began to touch the mark on his palm, and then a clear voice rang out: "Welcome to play "Apprentice Simulator."

The sudden sound startled the leader!
Without his magic power, he is now just a mortal. The slightest movement makes him alert, and even a sound can make him nervous.

He immediately looked around, fearing that the sound would attract the attention of the guards, but then he found that the surroundings were still very quiet.

Kicking the fat man guarding the door, he whispered, "Did you hear anything?"

"No, nothing!" The fat man immediately lowered his head and said respectfully.

"I see. Am I the only one who heard it? Apprentice Simulator? Is this a game?"

After knowing that this was actually a game, the boss's expression became extremely interesting.

He waited anxiously for a whole day, and several times he almost couldn't help but touch the mark, hoping that there would be some way to escape.

Who would have thought that what I had been waiting for was actually a game!
Cursing inwardly, the leader thought for a moment, "Could it be that the rescuer is afraid of being discovered, so he is using this as a cover?"

With a glimmer of hope, he returned to his original position and continued to touch the mark, and then he heard the voice continue: "This game is currently in the testing phase..."

“It’s really a game!”

Hearing his voice, the lookout turned around and asked, "Boss, what's wrong?"

"……fine."

Continuing to listen, the leader heard a voice saying, "During the testing phase, please read the precautions carefully and check the informed consent form."

"I have read it, yes."

"Have you really read it? The test found that you didn't. There are important contents in the informed consent form, please..."

Not wanting to hear the other person finish, the leader said directly: "I've seen it, pass!"

"Sorry, I noticed that you didn't read it, so this game cannot be started. Please..."

The leader finally lost his patience and stopped paying attention to the mark.

Although I don't know where this mark came from, it seems that this thing should be a boring thing made by some bored guy, probably to entertain him.

Not wanting to bother with this thing, he let his companion who was watching at the door rest, and then he lay on his side on the bed and prepared to fall asleep.

He had just laid down when he heard his companion walk up to him, causing his muscles to tense immediately.

Is this guy planning to deal with himself?
Silently clenching his fist, the leader was about to punch the other party when he heard the other party say, "Boss, I just heard it. Did you say that the mark is a game?" "...Yeah. What's wrong?"

"Look, I have nothing to do right now. Can you let me see what that thing is? I want to have some fun."

"...Okay. But don't make any noise. I want to sleep. Without my mana, I feel sleepy every day."

"I know, I know!"

He stretched out his hand, and the other party immediately grasped the mark. Then he saw the mark like a living thing crawling up and running to the palm of the fat man's hand.

The fat man squatted aside happily, activated the mark, and then carefully read the informed consent form according to the prompts.

After discovering that there was a clause that "allowed others to use soul-stealing power on him", the fat man subconsciously wanted to refuse.

But looking at his current position, he felt that he had nothing to lose by agreeing.

After struggling for a while, he agreed and started the game. Then he felt his soul being pulled out by something. The remaining body fell down helplessly and fell into a sound sleep.

The next morning, the leader got up early.

He didn't get much rest last night. He had expected too much from the mark, but ended up finding nothing, which annoyed him.

Glancing at the fat man, he found that the other party was still sleeping, which made him even more upset.

Kicking the fat man aside, he walked out of the cell, and then, under the guidance of the jailer, went to the teaching room here to listen to the old-fashioned lecturer's lectures and accept the transformation here.

This kind of reform happens every day. The prisoners who have just arrived here will still talk back to the instructor, but the prisoners who have been here for a long time are like wood and have no reaction at all.

Yawning, the leader looked around boredly, counting the people coming here, and then found that there seemed to be fewer people coming here today.

There are multiple sections in the Heavenly Prison, and each section is occupied by prisoners from the Xuantian Sect. There are fifteen people in his section.

But today, there were only ten monks who came to attend the reformation class, and his cellmate, the fat man, did not show up either. He didn't know what was going on.

The lecturer noticed this, but he was too lazy to care. He just mechanically read from the book, announced that dinner was ready when it was time, and then left.

After receiving the sticky black liquid food, the leader found his accomplice and asked in a low voice, "Where are the others? Why are there five less today?"

"I had a hysterical attack. I lost my soul and lay in bed unable to get up."

"What did the jailer say?"

"We checked and found that the vital signs were stable, so let's observe him again tonight. We will go back and check later, and contact the prison guards if there are any questions."

"Ah."

The leader nodded slightly, feeling something was wrong.

After finishing the liquid food, he whispered, "I saw the mark yesterday. It was just a game, so I didn't delve into it. What about you guys?"

"Me too, I lost interest when I saw it was a game. Only dogs play games."

"That's right. We are all high-blooded cultivators of the Xuantian Sect. We have played everything. Even dogs don't play games."

"Okay, then let's continue looking for a way out. See you tomorrow."

The next day, the leader found that there were even fewer people.

Of the original fifteen people, only five showed up, including myself.

Looking at the empty cafeteria, the leader gritted his teeth and said, "What a bunch of liars!"

(End of this chapter)