194: Why didn't he die?

"No." Wen Hui shook her head. "Bao Hui is cunning and has many schemes. We cannot fall into his trap. How about this: if he's with the Axe Gang, our people will continue to watch him as usual, but if he's Outside the Bastion, there's no need to follow him."

She knew Bao Hui's schemes perfectly well, after all... she had taught him personally in the past.

However, she had held back a little then and hadn't taught him everything, so she had a way to break his game.

To deal with Bao Hui, she had to do the opposite.

"Alright, I'll go give the orders." Xiong Mao had always had unwavering faith in what Wen Hui said, so he didn't ask any questions and quickly went to carry out the task.

After Xiong Mao opened the door and left, Wen Hui stayed there alone. They had been in this fake marriage for many days now. Although they lived in the same room, they had never slept in the same bed.

In the beginning, Xiong Mao slept on a makeshift bed on the floor. Later, Wen Hui pushed two low tables together, covered them with straw mats and bedding, and that became the bed Xiong Mao slept on now.

Wen Hui kept to herself, rarely going out. Although Bao Hui had people watching her, she stayed inside the room, and they couldn't go in to check, so they couldn't find out anything.

Bao Hui had suspected she might be problematic, but because the director of the agency was pressing him, he couldn't spare much thought for it.

After all, she was just a woman. No matter how smart she was, once she fell in love with a man, she would still become brainless.

Bao Hui thus underestimated Wen Hui, and this was his fatal flaw... Martial Artist Training Base, residential area.

Xiao Zhenxuan was now an instructor here and had been assigned an apartment. He and his son, Xiao Yue, lived here.

"Father, can I also become a teacher at the Martial Artist Training Base?"

Xiao Yue looked up at Xiao Zhenxuan. When he was in the Xiao Family, he thought the Xiao Family was very powerful, with so many clansmen and so many shops. Later, especially after he took Xiao Shen's Jade Dragon Acupoint and cultivation, the other Three Great Families all became vassals of his Xiao Family.

At that time, he thought the Xiao Family was a very large faction.

He had heard of the Three Great Powers of the Wall, but had never truly gone in to see them. So he used to think that those factions were perhaps only slightly stronger than the Xiao Family.

But today, truly arriving at the Martial Artist Training Base, he finally understood what a truly great faction was.

Just their grounds alone were several times larger than the Four Great Families combined.

The Martial Artist Training Base was divided into different areas: a teaching area, a practical training area, a dining hall, and a residential area, among others.

There were several intricate streets inside!

Xiao Yue was almost dazzled.

Xiao Yue felt that if he had to navigate it himself, he probably wouldn't find the exit even if given a whole day.

It was truly large enough to get lost in.

Coming here, Xiao Yue truly felt like he had seen the world.

His ambition also further expanded.

The Martial Artist Training Base, being only one of the Three Great Powers, was already so powerful. Then what was the City Lord's Mansion, the head of the Three Great Powers, truly like?

"With your aptitude, you should be able to become an instructor, teaching the lower-grade students. I'll ask Director Gao later to see if he can arrange something," Xiao Zhenxuan thought it was feasible and said.

"Good, thank you, Father!" Xiao Yue was very happy. If he could truly become an instructor, it would mean he had truly become a part of the Martial Artist Training Base.

Unlike the students, who had to pay tuition fees to come and study.

If one didn't learn well, and their martial artist rank was too low, they wouldn't be able to advance to the next grade.

Those who failed for several consecutive years would be advised to withdraw from the Martial Artist Training Base.

Young martial artists in 155 Fortress all took pride in being able to study at the Martial Artist Training Base, but the Martial Artist Training Base didn't accept just anyone.

This survival-of-the-fittest mechanism made Xiao Yue feel even more exhilarated.

He decided that he must achieve great things at the Martial Artist Training Base!

...Outside the 97th Stronghold, a certain base.

This was the... countless day Liu XinFan had been here.

Whether he was locked in that room or after he came out, he couldn't grasp the passage of time.

That room was dark, indistinguishable between day and night, and wasn't it the same after he came out?

Since arriving here, he had never truly felt the sunlight fall upon him.

The normal life that once belonged to him had long since left him.

"After so many experiments, it's true that some people can survive... Hehehe..." The sharp, piercing voice of 0827 echoed in Liu XinFan's ears more than once.

This strange "man" seemed to treat him as his assistant, bringing him along for every experiment, but never requiring him to get his hands dirty.

He watched helplessly as those who had been confined in that room came out one by one, were sent into the laboratory, and then succumbed to various inhumane experiments and died.

Almost every day, someone died here.

And it was under his witness.

Liu XinFan looked down at his seemingly pure white hands. Were they really still pure white?

No.

They were stained with the blood of his kind.

They were all stained with the blood of his kind!

He was completely unable to go back.

That day, Hua Shaoyu's brother, Hua Shaoyou, died before his eyes, a truly horrific sight. 0827 was like a machine that became excited at the sight of blood, tirelessly performing all sorts of experiments on Hua Shaoyou until Hua Shaoyu stopped breathing and his pulse disappeared.

0827's face revealed a sinister smile.

Although this scene made 0827 seem particularly cold-blooded, for some reason, Liu XinFan actually saw a hint of retaliatory pleasure on his face.

But before Liu XinFan could ponder it further, another person died in front of him the next day.

Wang Xingge, the eldest young master of the Wang Family.

Previously, Wang Xingge had been arrogant and tyrannical, preying on the local people, relying on his status as the eldest young master of the Wang Family. Wang Xingche was the same, and even more egregious, committing arson, murder, robbery, and forcibly abducting women, no different from the Axe Gang, who had an extremely bad reputation Outside the Bastion.

At that time, Liu XinFan hated people like them the most, who relied on their family's background to lord it over others, yet had no real ability themselves. He truly didn't know what they had to be arrogant about.

Unlike Sister Ling'er, who, though backed by the Liu Family, never used her family to do bad things, and also cultivated diligently and had good talent. This was what Liu XinFan considered a true scion of a noble family should be like.

But why, when he saw Hua Shaoyou and Wang Xingge suffer torture and die tragically on the operating table, did his heart also feel pain?

The sorrow of a fox over the death of a rabbit...?

He had also been on that cold operating table.

Why didn't he die?

How good it would be to die, to end it all.

But living in a place like this was worse than death.

"It's a pity my skills don't seem to have a successor yet... Hehehe... Do you want to learn?" 0827 suddenly said.