This is how immortals are cultivated

Then...

Yin Wu tensed up, his hairs stood on end, and a black jade bracelet on his wrist broke into pieces.

Looking at the black jade bracelet shattered on the ground, cold sweat broke out on Yin Wu's forehead.

This black jade bracelet is his greatest asset. It can be said that his 90% chance of passing the promotion trial to manager comes from at least 50% of this bracelet.

This bracelet is not just another life, but it can defend against the full force attacks of at least peak lord-level monsters in various realms.

Just now, he only saw a gorgeous silver light in a trance, and then his bracelet shattered directly.

Replenishment...

Very replenishing!

Yin Wu opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but he seemed to feel an extremely pure and extremely deadly threat, and there was no doubt that he would die in an instant.

He suddenly stood up from his seat and ran desperately towards the door of the conference room.

As he ran, he yelled, "I've done great things for the company, I've shed blood for the company, you can't do this to me!"

"Heh, he's still a good dog... There's always only one fate for scabs."

Fang Suichu's fingertips pressed down on the table of the conference room desk. The next moment, a silver light appeared for a moment, and then dissipated. Yin Wu was still running, but when he took the next step and stepped on the ground, his entire foot shattered into pieces of flesh. The force of contact with the ground was transmitted upwards. In front of dozens of supervisors in the conference room, the most senior supervisor was directly covered with blood.

It was really spilled all over the floor, and the whole floor was covered with him.

No one reacted, or perhaps it happened too quickly, it was too... bizarre.

At the moment when Yin Wu was cut into pieces, the entire conference room suddenly squirmed, and a sharp sound that made people's teeth ache came from the ceiling of the conference room.

Countless pitch-black chains hung from the ceiling and stretched towards Fang Suichu.

This is...punishment.

There is nothing wrong with dealing with a team leader two levels lower than me in the company as a manager.

But if the punishment is only dealt with by a lower-level supervisor, then there will be trouble.

After all, the supervisor is at least a middle or senior level of the company. Even if he is just a pig, it is a pig with relatively high value.

Therefore, there will inevitably be extremely harsh punishment.

This is also one of the reasons why Yin Wu dared to confront Fang Suichu. On the premise that Yin Wu was confident of being promoted to manager, he was indeed not afraid of a new experience.

Punishment Trial.

Fang Suichu immediately understood what the punishment given by the company was.

It is not a direct annihilation, but an extreme utilization of waste. A very high trial among manager-level trials is used as punishment, and the punished person is made to fight against the curse evolved from a large piece of spiritual inspiration cut off from the trapped true disaster.

Fang Suichu calmly watched the chains wrapping around him, and then looked at the many supervisors below.

"Boss, I'm going to go get some food first. You guys just wait here obediently."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Suichu's figure was completely submerged under the chains, and then disappeared along with the chains, and the conference room returned to normal.

At this moment, many supervisors came back to their senses as if they had just woken up from a dream.

"The witch is dead..."

Fang Fei looked at the puddle still on the ground in a daze.

"I can testify that this is not an illusion. The Yin Wu donor is indeed dead."

Monk Tuoba clasped his hands together and sighed.

"Our Manager Fang is quite impressive."

This is beyond words.

He forcibly attacked within the company and killed a senior executive in an instant.

"It's just that it was too reckless..."

Monk Tuoba naturally also knew about the so-called punishment trial mission. Because it was a punishment, the difficulty of the trial must be far beyond the strength of the punished person himself. It could be said that it was a rare opportunity to survive despite a hundred deaths.

"I'm afraid...Manager Fang will become the manager with the shortest tenure since the company was founded."

Fang Suichu disappeared, and the eyes of many supervisors naturally focused on Ying Ling brought by Fang Suichu.

Fang Suichu's background can be learned from the people he brought with him.

Feeling dozens of eyes focused on her, the pressure almost made Ying Ling collapse.

Prison...help me...

Fang Suichu, whom Ying Ling was worried about, was on a subway at this time.

A subway train with bright lights but no one in it.

The subway windows were pitch black. It seemed that it was not the windows that were black, but that it was completely dark outside.

Fang Suichu was in the last carriage.

The rules and regulations slowly emerged in Fang Suichu's mind.

"Welcome to Yeyuan Station subway. This is the last train on this trip."

"There are the following rules to follow..."

"one... "

bump! ! !

A huge explosion sounded, and a strong wind blew up in the carriage, tearing everything off, including the seats, armrests, and even the iron sheets on the ground.

It was like a monster was rampaging through it, sweeping across the distance with terrifying momentum.

"What are you talking about..."

Fang Suichu slowly retracted his fist.

"I've forgotten what came before, and I've forgotten what came after."

"Anyway... just kill them all."

Chapter 259: Forget it, they are all fired

In a dark tunnel that seems to lead to the abyss and has no end, a train is running smoothly.

It can't be said to be smooth. In the middle of the train, the heavy carriages would always shake suddenly, as if something was hitting the train itself.

The metal shell of the train would also bulge suddenly, as if something inside was hitting it.

Looking inside the train, it was a shambles. The carriages, which should have been neatly arranged with public seats, billboards, and hanging handrails, were now in ruins. The seats were broken and twisted, and the long metal handrails had fallen off, as if cut into countless pieces by a blade, sinking deep into the train like javelins.

However, the damaged facilities on this train can only be described as unsightly, but it is far from ugly.

What's really ugly are the various monsters on the train.

There was a huge soft-bodied creature that was translucent like a gelatinous droplet. It had colorful tentacles on its head that were wriggling, clinging to the material in the carriage, leaving slippery crawling marks. There was a flocculent substance like stardust floating in its semi-transparent body, which looked extremely twisted and ugly.

These slug-like monsters were everywhere in the carriage.

Don't get me wrong... No, it wasn't that these monsters filled the train compartment. It was simply that their body fluids, as if they had been crushed, were scattered all over the train compartment, blending in with the completely destroyed train compartment.

As you get closer to the front carriage, the types and numbers of monsters increase, and there are more ways to die.

A centipede-like monster, as thick as a human, resembled a spinal column emerging from a swamp. Its protruding, folded internal bones served as walking legs, and purple-black nerve bundles clung to each joint, dragging a fishy-sweet secretion through the humid air. At the joints of its spine, cartilage replaced yellow-green compound eyes.

This terrifying monster was broken into as many segments as it had limbs. Some of its broken spines were even crushed down, and gray marrow oozed out of the cracks.

The huge spiders covered in eye tubercles that filled the carriage were cut in two and fell casually to the sides.

There was a crystal-like puppet, covered with hideous needles all over its body, but it was shattered like glass, and many fragments were deeply embedded in the carriage.

The radio embedded in the upper corner of the carriage, which had been smashed to pieces by violence, suddenly emitted a sharp and hoarse voice:

"We are about to arrive at Fog Bell Station... Passengers who wish to get off... please be prepared to get off..."

As the announcement sounded, the subway car began to tremble slightly, and the broken seats, handrails, and billboards began to recover as if time had gone back. The same was true for the crushed monster, its limbs trembling and squirming, and its body fluids slowly gathered towards the center where the body was crushed.

However, just when everything was about to be restored, facilities such as the seat armrests and the monsters occupying the carriage exploded again.

It seemed that the force that crushed them still had a lot of strength left after crushing them, so it erupted again and killed them all over again.

In the second subway car, a humanoid monster with sharp bone spurs all over its body and a skeleton exposed as armor, with a dense network of blood threads wrapped around it, was running wildly.

From time to time, the skull head, which looked like it had been stripped of skin and flesh, turned its head and looked back, as if there was some extremely terrifying monster chasing it.

However, when it looked back, it ignored its sides.

An open palm slapped its cheek, and five fingers grasped its head and slammed it against the wall of the carriage.

There was a bang.

The speeding subway train suddenly swayed to one side, almost as if it was about to overturn.

The enormous force was transmitted to the ceiling through the subway walls, and the light bulb on the ceiling exploded directly, plunging the car into darkness in an instant.

When the exposed tungsten filament wick flickered and shone again, the body of the humanoid monster was already stuck to the wall of the carriage in the shape of a "big" character.

As for the head on the spine, it had disappeared, leaving only a palm on the spine. The palm was embedded in the inner wall of the metal, leaving a palm print.

The monster's body trembled, and the next moment it exploded, with blood, flesh, and bone fragments scattering around.

Looking at the radioactive circle on the subway train, which was made of blood and flesh, Fang Suichu nodded with satisfaction. Just as he looked towards the front of the first car,

The broadcast sounded again. After the last disruption, the voice this time was more blurred and hoarse.

"The train has arrived at the station..."

The entire protruding wall showed signs of shrinking and was crushed into a pile. The blood, flesh and bones gathered together again to form a human-shaped monster that reappeared.

However, the monster's face was filled with despair, as if it understood what such a resurrection would entail.

Before its emotions could be conveyed, the monster exploded again, turning into rotten flesh that stuck to the wall.

The radio wanted to broadcast again, but an invisible force crushed the radio and tore off the entire line system laid on the train.

Fang Suichu then walked towards the first carriage and saw the closed door.

"OPNE the door!"

Fang Suichu kicked open the car door, which seemed to be welded shut with some force, and entered the driver's cab.

The cab was unusually quiet, and the instruments on the console were all operating on their own.

On the driver's seat lay a skeleton.

When the door was opened, the wind blew and the skeleton turned into bone powder and collapsed, as if it had been dead for thousands of years.

Fang Suichu didn't even look at the unlucky driver, but just walked to the operating table and tapped it lightly with his knuckles.

The original instrument pointer instantly stretched to its maximum, and then the entire instrument panel exploded.

The speeding train began to lose power and slowed down rapidly.

And at the end of the dark tunnel, a white light appeared.

The train slowly entered the station due to inertia. After the train stopped, Fang Suichu used his hands to peel open a crack on the side of the front of the train, then walked out of it and jumped onto the empty platform.

Fang Suichu fixed his gaze on a cave in front of the platform and whistled briskly.

In his eyes, there was a worm lying there, a fat white worm, each link of which was flashing white light, and it seemed to have an inexplicable power.

If you observe with your true spirit, you can see a larger worm, a worm as tall as a mountain.

It emits an extremely powerful aura, causing the structure of time and space to become disordered around it.

This is a True Master of the Psychic Dao. In the most top-notch Psychic Dao sects, similar to the Wu court and the White Lotus Demon Sect, he is a powerful leader at the level of a leader.

However, this treacherous Taoist master was still bound by layers of Taoist chains, and even his huge body had many defects.

When he looked at its deepest and truest appearance, Fang Suichu understood the origin of its evil ways.

"It's really rare... the true disaster of the time and space strange path... Come to think of it, I have killed so many strange cultivators, but I have never seen this kind of path before."

Time and space... is also the difficulty of this strange rule story.

This subway will constantly repeat the cycle of time and space. After fighting monsters, you will finally break through a car, but when the broadcast sounds and the link of time and space comes, you will return to the starting point and the monsters you killed will be resurrected.

Under normal circumstances, this is an almost unsolvable problem.

Unless...you tear up the entire paper like Fang Suichu did.