After all, it is separated by a screen.

And the strange smell, cool wind, and weird atmosphere that exists in this environment all the time... vision, hearing, and smell are all stimulating people from the five senses. But these audiences will not experience it.

Just like watching a movie and experiencing it in real life, the feeling is completely different.

Therefore, when they see such a scene, they only feel excitement and curiosity, and they will not put themselves in their shoes.

But players who are actually in this environment can feel the extremely distinct sense of depression that seems to permeate the air.

Everyone looked at this scene and stopped writing in their hands.

After the unconscious player's hands were clasped, the weirdo pressed a button on the back of the chair.

It was like a ball of fire flowing on the chair, and the unconscious player's body instantly seemed to flow through vertical and horizontal ripples. He suddenly opened his eyelids and let out a shrill scream, like a death row prisoner shouting for help.

He seemed to want to break free, and all the muscles in his body began to exert force, but his body seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move. Even his unbound legs were firmly fixed in place, and liquid began to flow out of his body, like water in his body.

Or tissue fluid, the skin also begins to slowly turn black, like dead tree bark.

"Ahhhh-help, help-!"

Hoarse screams echoed in the quiet classroom.

The person on the seat was convulsing and twitching all over, like a goose that had its neck strangled.

Electricity flowed through his body, and he was like a shriveled skin that had been drained of all moisture.

Everyone watched this scene without saying a word.

The fear of similar suffering filled people's hearts, but no one stepped forward or extended a helping hand. Everyone sat quietly in their seats, as if frozen in the snow.

There was a faint layer of blood floating in the center of the field of vision, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that one could hardly breathe.

The originally joyful barrage finally changed the topic.

【……this.】

[I am beginning to be glad that I did not choose to end up in this instance.]

[Real warriors... I'm scared when I look at it. Electric shocks are used on prisoners. Isn't this an academy...]

[That person said "correction", so this should be a hospital, but why does the hospital use electric shock...]

[You still want to have a serious hospital in the dungeon? That’s impossible. 】

[This is like an execution, it’s really scary...]

[Do you really think that this kind of situation only exists in dungeons? There are many such treatments in reality. Only you can’t think of it. Sometimes, reality is more dramatic than dungeons. 】

[This scene is quite famous, there are similar examples in reality...]

Su Mingan tapped his fingers on the table, and then moved his eyes.

His eyes were trained on the sculptural white weirdo.

[Activate the skills of those in power]

[NPC (Xia Luoyang), initial favorability: 60]

[The skill starts to activate, please keep your eyesight.]

[NPC (Xia Luoyang), favorability: 60+10+10...]

…

Initial favorability of 60.

Quite high.

He remembered that at the beginning of the fifth world, Hui Shuhang, who had taken care of Qin Wang for so many years, had an initial favorability score of only 50.

Thinking of my identity as a "doctor", maybe the role I played had some connection with that weirdo.

He kept his gaze and watched as his favorability level increased little by little.

[NPC (Xia Luoyang), favorability: 100]

[Current favorability rating: Eternal trust]

[Note: The current favorability level has reached (Friendship Line·Highest)]

…

The weirdo in the white coat, who was originally focused on electroshock therapy, glanced here.

There was a soft "click" sound.

The electric shock stopped.

The player didn't seem to be dead, but was slumped in his seat, like a puddle of soft mud that had all his bones removed. His eyes were dull, his body exuded a burnt smell, and he kept mumbling something.

"Do you know that you are wrong? My child." The weirdo asked him with a smile.

The player didn't speak and just nodded numbly.

His eyes were frozen in their sockets, as if they couldn't move.

"Be obedient," the weirdo said.

The player nodded, stretched out his slightly trembling hand, and picked up the pen. His movements were stiff and his face was gray.

He was like a puppet controlled by invisible threads. He stretched out his wooden limbs and held the pen extremely stiffly to write. However, the posture of laboriously copying before was no longer there. It seemed that there was no obstacle, and his pen was writing quickly.

The ghost characters are written one after another, and the movements are extremely smooth.

Su Mingan suddenly remembered the system prompt at the beginning.

It seems that sometimes, the higher the San value, the better.

The system has prompted that depending on the player's san value, completely different clearance routes will appear.

After experiencing the electric shock, the player may have significantly lowered his sanity value. Therefore, his behavior will be completely different from before. It is as if he has "integrated" into it, and there is no obstacle to copying the text.

Su Mingan thought of a possibility.

Perhaps, experiencing electric shock is not entirely a punishment, but also an additional route to pass the level.

There is never only one route to take in a copy.

...Although he doesn't really want to experience this kind of route.

The weirdo in a white coat named "Xia Luoyang" took back his hand, seemingly satisfied with the player's numb state.

He put his hands behind his back and glanced around. The other players who were still watching this scene in a daze quickly picked up their pens.

At this time, there is not much time left.

If they don't finish copying these things, they don't know if they will end up in the same fate.

Su Mingan also picked up a pen.

He originally wrote smoothly, and at this time he was only writing the ending. After copying everything in advance, he put down his pen and observed the other players.

There was a little sweat on Mo Yan's face. He seemed to be struggling, and bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes.

Lin Jiang looked very relaxed. She also put down her pen at this time and just looked at him. The moment they looked at each other, she immediately withdrew her gaze and lowered her head as if she was frightened.

The person pretending to be "Player 1" didn't look too good either, but the copying was coming to an end.

Su Mingan looked back after looking around.

On the podium, the sculpture-like weirdo was staring at him silently.

After being forcibly raised to the highest favorability level, that person seemed to have no additional movement.

Time passed quickly.

An hour is up.

During this period, another player who could not hold on suffered an electric shock.

Their postures after the electric shock were different - some fell into coma directly, some kept mumbling to themselves, chanting words that others could not understand, and some suddenly screamed loudly and laughed extremely weirdly, as if they were crazy.

, some people sat numbly in their original positions, seemingly unresponsive to outside sounds.

...This copy seems to have very high requirements on mental state.

When the time was up, the weirdo took away everyone's papers. After passing by Su Ming'an and taking away the paper, the weirdo didn't move again.

Su Mingan raised his head.

He saw the weirdo reaching out and taking off his sunglasses, revealing a blurry darkness.

He didn't seem to really see the other person's eyes.

It was as if he saw tangled black threads, and blood-red shadows swaying in front of him. After blinking slightly, he saw a blackness like eternal night.

He narrowed his eyes.

The blue sky fell before his eyes.

…
Chapter completed!