.Instructor No. 2 is a scholar, which he said himself. He is committed to studying the structural changes of human physiology and psychology, the relationship between the two. He himself said that in order to master this ability, he often appears on the battlefield and has dissected thousands of human bodies, including living and dead. Regardless of this sensational declaration, Lin Ke didn't care. He only cared about how much he could learn from this guy. I have to say that if Mrs. Linda just laid a general foundation for him, then Instructor No. 2 was the person who really led him and went deeper in a certain direction.

Lin Ke learned how to end a person's life with the most labor-saving method. Lin Ke learned about the interaction between human organs. Lin Ke also learned about how to control his own psychological effects so that people's psychology will not react physiologically.

For example, Lin Ke will not vomit after crawling forward.

“This is very important!”

Instructor No. 2 said loudly.

"Control your emotions and keep your emotions in your own control at all times. Only in this way can you always grasp your own rhythm and keep yourself in the state you need. Of course, I know this is not easy to do, so I will continue to train you in various ways."

"Fear, anxiety, sadness, excitement. These feelings are the most likely to cause you to lose control, so you must learn how to control this emotion, not let it control you. Maybe you will think that I want to train you to be insensitive zombies. No, you are wrong, I let you control them, not lose them. When you are excited, you should be excited, but that time is definitely not the time when you face your enemies."

Instructor No. 2 did what he said.

Not only is it a passage to crawl forward, a closed hut without light or sound, and a pool full of blades. Everyone must master the control of their emotions. Those who cannot control their emotions will eventually collapse in this almost tormenting training.

A month later, five more people left the team, two of whom committed suicide and three were mentally ill

Lin Ke still persevered.

At night, Lin Ke and Martin helped each other back to the room. Before it was time to close, they sat at their door and looked at each other.

"You said, can we still leave?"

Martin looked at his hands, and the calluses were already covered with calluses, and the calluses had turned black, which was the color that all kinds of things penetrated into the skin.

"able."

Lin Ke answered directly without thinking.

"I started to miss home, but I didn't even know where my home was."

Martin paused for a while and finally spoke, saying that he did not regard the person in front of him as a child, but a friend who could be heart-to-heart.

"I don't know where I'm lost."

Lin Ke smiled and came to Martin's door and punched Martin's shoulder a few times. It can be said that Lin Ke's optimistic attitude supported Lin Ke here. Simply put, Lin Ke's confidence. He just believed in himself like this, that's all.

"So, we must become stronger. Only by becoming stronger can we win and leave here."

The age is much worse than Martin, but Lin Ke in turn comforts Martin should be very mature. Everyone in the corridor watched this scene silently, no one laughed at it, and no one said a word. They were all like Martin, looking at their hands, and they fell into thinking. They began to recall their past, their lives since they were born, how they embarked on the road they are now, and how they were caught.

The door was quietly closed in such a silent and dull manner, leaving Lin Ke with a confused look on his face.

According to regulations, if you don’t enter the door within a critical moment, you will be executed for violating the rules!

But, the time has not yet come!

What's even more strange is that Martin actually fell asleep in the room!

Lin Ke frowned and came to his room. The door was closed and obviously could not enter. However, there was a key inserted on the extremely thick iron door!

"Linko, now you are facing a choice. If you want to be stronger, please turn the key and enter the room. Nothing will happen. However, if you have the courage to face greater dangers and even willing to sacrifice your life for it, please unplug the key and come to Building No. 6, I will wait for you there, and I will give you a chance."

The Sith's voice was very light, as if it was coming from around, everywhere.

An opportunity, but what is it?

Lin Ke didn't know what the old man was doing, nor did he know what the impact he would have if he really went there this time. However, this would not be a trap, because they didn't need to use a trap to deal with him, and they were not qualified enough.

Lin Ke reached out his hand and pinched the key, and he smiled.

Building No. 6 is the smallest of all the surrounding buildings. It can be seen that the Sith and the Butcher, as well as the two instructors, live here.

Lin Ke held the key in his hand and stood at the door. The door was closed and he reached out to push the door and couldn't open it at all. So Lin Ke inserted the key in his hand and turned it gently. A crisp sound of metal collision came from the door. The door opened, and there was a dim corridor inside. Portraits hung on both sides of the corridor, which seemed to be the masters of all generations here. Strangely, the eyes of those paintings looked above, not directly in front. This should have been done by the person who created the paintings on purpose. These paintings should not be works at the same time. Those people have the same problem?

Strab gaze?

Or do they roll their eyes in an instant when they are painting?

Lin Ke smiled.

At the end of the corridor is a spacious living room. Compared with the dimness in the corridor, it can be described here as bright and clear, so that Lin Ke, who has become accustomed to the darkness, had to block his eyes with his hands.

"You're indeed here."

Sith was sitting on the large recliner in the living room, a book was opened and placed on his chest, while the butcher was sorting out some books scattered on the ground beside him. At this time, Lin Ke saw that next to Sith, there were a large number of books, all kinds of which seemed to be very old and not something from modern times.

"Because you want me to come, after all, if you want me to sleep, you can have a better way to inform me."

Lin Ke said.

"So, do you want to come?"

Sith asked Linko.

"Yes, I want to see you."

Lin Ke said.

"So, what do you want?"

This time, the old man Sith was actually asking Lin Ke. What's strange is that he obviously called Lin Ke.

"Knowledge."

Lin Ke sat in front of the old man with a smile, facing a large number of books.

"Knowledge? Don't you want strength?"

Sith looked into Linko's eyes as if he could see through him.

"Knowledge is power, this is what my aunt told me. I think this is the truth. Whether it is training or anything else, it is knowledge, but our learning process is different. I feel that I am constantly gaining new power, but my knowledge is no longer enough to support my improvement, and my aunt has long been away from me, so I hope to get a new teacher, that is, your teaching."

Lin Ke was actually outspoken.

"You are a very smart guy. Can you always guess what the person opposite you are thinking?"

Sith smiled and put down the book in his hand, then stood up and sat next to Lin Ke.

"I can't. I just said the thoughts I've wanted to say for a long time. I need to be stronger."

Lin Ke said.

"So, will your team win under your leadership?"

The Sith suddenly asked this question.

"meeting."

Lin Ke said that he had no doubt about the word he said.

"But how did you prove to me that you will really improve after learning from me? You know, the competition has more than three years left."

The Sith did not ask who the other student was and did not make any unnecessary thoughts.

"So, we need an enemy."

Lin Ke said.

"who?"

The Sith smiled.

"My instructor."

Lin Ke said.
Chapter completed!