Processing warehouse.

This is hell on earth, a dark world.

There are no "people" here, only "raw materials", and each child who is sent in is labeled, and the parameters of the label determine their life and death, and they are chosen by the condescending "whip-bearers", or abandoned.

Each warehouse is selected differently, depending on the personal preferences of those in charge behind the scenes, but all warehouses have one thing in common – an extremely high attrition rate.

In the processing warehouse, from day to night, each ingredient is repeatedly trained by mechanization, as if it has been placed on an assembly line and subjected to various carvings. If anyone can't bear it, his figure will disappear in the night.

At first, these ingredients can still maintain self-awareness and thinking, and even a few people who are comfortable with it can occasionally talk and laugh.

As time goes on, time begins to lose its meaning, a week, a month, or a year? No feeling at all.

The raw materials gradually lost the energy to think, and became only able to mechanically complete the instructions of the whipper, watching the familiar figures around them disappear one by one, from sighing to numbness.

On this day, the raw materials in the warehouse were carved as usual.

"Squeak-" The door opened, and two figures entered.

Ben, the whip-bearer in the heights, was watching the training in the shadows, and when he heard the sound, he looked at the position of the barn, and his face instantly lost blood, as if he had seen something terrible.

How can it be...

Dead people are walking.

After the familiar 0.12 seconds, the dead man found the position of the whipper, his amber eyes full of the same smile as ever.

Chino slowly walked up to the high platform and came to the whip-bearer: "Surprised to see me? ”

The whipper swallowed his throat: "You... You should have been..."

He didn't dare to go any further.

The handsome young man in front of him is probably the person he least wants to see in his life.

Back then, Chino was the raw material for this warehouse, and he was in charge of the whip.

According to the organization's regulations, after the raw materials are carved, they will face a final trial.

In fact, there is nothing new in the content of the trial, it is nothing more than putting 100 raw materials on an uninhabited island with limited resources, no weapons, no rules, only one goal - to live for 30 days.

If you survive, you are no longer a raw material, but a qualified processor.

How to live? Whatever you want.

You can fight alone, occupy resources, squeeze the living space of others, and show your strength and strength.

You can gather a team to act in a group, so that those lone wolves with a withdrawn personality will not dare to approach you.

You can also find a place to hide, drink rainwater, gnaw grass roots and chew dirt to satisfy hunger, and live like a dog for 30 days.

Whatever method you use, as long as you end up alive, the organization can find its strengths in you and use them.

The final trial of Chino's year was the weirdest one.

In the past, the raw material loss rate of the final trial was generally about 40%, and it was already an extremely tragic battle situation to reach 60%.

But Chino's attrition rate reached 99 percent that year — in fact, it's not uncommon, and the occasional shark in the school of fish can become like this.

There is only one reason why it is weird.

After the final trial, the coroner's autopsy of the substandard raw materials found that at least half of the 99 dead had committed suicide.

Commit suicide!

Deprived of feelings by cruel training, the raw materials as cold as a machine will actually commit suicide!

No one knows what these ingredients have gone through, and they will kill themselves in the final trial.

The end result was only one, and Chino was the only raw material promoted to processor that year.

After that, the whip bearer didn't know much, he was just an instructor, in charge of the carving of raw materials, and rarely asked the graduated processors, only that Chino was known as the "smiling demon" in the industry.

Later, I heard that the smiling demon violated the taboo of the organization and was killed on the spot by the leader, leaving only a terrifying 99.99% order completion rate.

But for some reason, the whippers were always surprised, violated the taboo, were caught, were killed... It's that simple? The smiling demon just died?

From that day on, he would always be vaguely uneasy, thinking that Chino would not die so absurdly, but he had seen the corpse with his own eyes, and the death was irrefutable, and the head strictly forbade questioning, so he gradually forgot the name.

Until the head was suddenly killed, and all the twelve members were wiped out, the memories of the past began to resurface along with a sense of unease, and they lingered in nightmares for a long time.

Now, half a year later, when the dead man appears in front of him, the whipper realizes that this sense of uneasiness is correct, and it has been right from the beginning.

Chino's smile broke the whipper's confusion: "Did you listen to it later?" ”

The whip-bearer turned his face away, not daring to look at those eyes: "What..."

Chino: "When I graduated, I recommended Beethoven's music to you, did you listen to it?" ”

Whipper: "Hmm... Heard about some. ”

Chino: "How do you feel?" ”

Whipper: "Listen to the truth? ”

Chino: "Of course. ”

Whipper: "It's exciting and crazy at first, but it's like a stimulant, and after the initial frenzy, the drug wears off and it's empty. ”

There was a deep light in Chino's pupils: "You did hear it, and you didn't lie. ”

The whippers didn't know what to say and simply shut up.

In front of such people, the more you speak, the higher the probability of saying the wrong thing, and the greater the probability of being killed.

You don't know if you'll poke at some inexplicable and fucked-up angry points, such as "tofu brain must be sweet", if you have to say that it is salty, there is a high probability that the world will evaporate that night.

Chino retracted his gaze and looked at the raw materials that were being carved: "Are there any good ingredients this year?" ”

The whipper shook his head.

Chou Xi continued: "The head and the 12th committee members are gone, and there are other processors in various places to organize to grab the goods, and the supply of goods is worse than the batch, and there are basically no good raw materials." ”

The whip bearer said in a deep voice: "If you have to mention one, 0e68974 is okay, all kinds of firearms are accurate, the mouth is also very hard, and the assessment of several prisoners is above 85 points, belonging to the kind of tough guy who will not easily tell the information even if he can't complete the task." ”

Chino glanced sideways at him and walked towards 0e68974 with a smile.

The whip bearer was suddenly kicked in the ass, and a low curse came from behind him: "Stupid pig, why do you have to tease him?!" ”

Only then did the whip bearer react and curse a damn word.

0e68974 is taken into a room by Chino, and there is no movement, no screaming.

After 10 minutes, Chino walked out of the room and gently closed the door: "If I were your enemy, this warehouse would now be exposed to artillery fire. ”

The whip bearer walked over, pushed the door and glanced at it, his hair stood on his face, he closed the door and stopped looking, and whispered: "The supply is like this, you can't expect every raw material to compare with you." ”

Chino took out two documents and handed them to Chou Xi and the Whipper, "But you have to believe that the will is often much stronger than the body. ”

Chou Xi looked at the document and was a little puzzled: "This is your platoon's training table?" Not quite right, why is most of it brainwashing and obedience training? ”

Chino: "Just do it." ”

Chou Xi couldn't help but smile bitterly: "According to this kind of arrangement, the carved raw materials don't say how powerful, but they can die for you without hesitation..."

At this moment, Chou Xi froze suddenly, and a dangerous arc slowly appeared at the corner of his lips: "Oh~ It turned out that this was the plan, you are really a little villain!" ”