Chapter 734: Longevity

A crisp voice called out, "Reporting."

All the Black-Clad Men turned their heads abruptly, and their gun muzzles were also uniformly aimed at the person who had arrived.

The Black-Clad Men's eyes, like those of a hawk, stared fixedly at them before they finally spoke to ask.

"What did you go do?"

An Yinan gently rubbed her stomach, then said embarrassedly, "The food at our Camp is too good, and too greasy; I ate something that upset my stomach."

Leite's eyes narrowed; for these past few days, he hadn't seen these few people in the mess hall. Whether they had eaten or gone hungry was not his concern, but...

"What did you go do?"

"Went to the restroom."

One question, one answer, clean and crisp.

That Black-Clad Man looked at her, gave her a deep, intense gaze, and then called out in a cold voice, "Return to the ranks."

"Yes!"

The three people spoke in unison.

"I am very happy to be able to see you all."

"After all, by the time you reached my stage, the elimination rate had already reached twenty percent. Congratulations to you all for arriving at Hell Level Two from Hell Level One."

"I am your new instructor, Changsheng!"

When he said this, he scanned the eighty people, lingering on each person's face for what seemed like two seconds.

"My project has only one word: water."

"I will tell you clearly: if ten people among you drown, you will escape Hell Level Two. Of course, the number of people assassinated in private also counts toward that total."

When Changsheng said this, those with malicious intent looked one by one at the Huaxia Trio.

If they wanted to pass quickly, then they could pass by killing!

That...

Huaxia was a very good breakthrough point.

Especially the United States and Eagle Country.

The hostility from the United States and Eagle Country was different; the rise of Huaxia made the United States realize the threat, and the foreign exchange obtained from An Yinan's financial turnaround in the City allowed the country to enter a stage of rapid Development Economics.

This made the United States, which had always controlled the rhythm, feel that things were out of control; they needed to seize the initiative as soon as possible.

As for the hostility from Eagle Country, that was a deep-seated grudge. Whether it was the previous project data, the later negotiations in the City, or being outmaneuvered by An Yinan with the Qingnao Pill, the Radical Faction here had dispatched people with only one goal: to kill An Yinan. If Huaxia could not fulfill the signed contract, then the City would become a condition for negotiation.

An Yinan looked at the various gazes, then smiled coldly and made a throat-slitting gesture.

"From today on, until you leave Hell Level Two, you will have only one place to live." Changsheng pointed to a large mud pit.

The water in the mud pit was very dirty, so murky that one couldn't even see the bottom.

"Get down there!" Changsheng shouted loudly. Afterward, the Black-Clad Men on the side quickly turned on the high-pressure switches. Huge columns of water sprayed out from the outlets, hitting the people; the immense impact made one feel as if they had encountered an insurmountable mountain.

The water was very cold. An Yinan's eyes narrowed; she did not resist and, following the direction of the water column, went straight into the mud pit.

"God! What kind of hellish place is this?"

"Something is biting my feet."

"I think I stepped on glass."

Voices rose one after another. After An Yinan entered the mud pit, a sharp pain surged; as luck would have it, she seemed to have stepped on glass.

After Zhang Qian and Chen Xun entered, they quickly reached An Yinan's side.

"How is it?"

An Yinan shook her head and said softly, "There is glass below. Change direction, be careful."

Chen Xun immediately realized what was happening. Under the water, he directly wrapped his arms around An Yinan's waist, lifted her, and placed her in front of himself. "Step on my feet."

He said this softly.

Zhang Qian pulled Chen Xun, then switched to walk in front to scout the path for the two of them.

Only after probing and finding nothing sharp did he nod at Chen Xun.

Just as An Yinan had finished standing, the bamboo poles above were slammed down directly, aimed precisely at their heads.

"Chicks, go down and play." Changsheng shouted loudly.

The Black-Clad Men on the shore laughed one by one, laughing wildly, looking at each of them as if they were looking at dead men.

Those bamboo poles were sharpened to a point at the ends. Looking at the heads exposed above the water, the people on the shore all laughed with malicious intent, and the sharp bamboo poles stabbed down, one after another.

Life or death did not matter.

The three of them held their breath below. The water was very murky; they couldn't see each other's faces or expressions. An Yinan estimated the time. After three minutes, she quickly poked her head out to breathe a mouthful of fresh air, and just as the bamboo pole was about to swing over, her head automatically ducked back down.

Time passed bit by bit. At first, they could endure it, but this water pit was truly too dirty, and there were bugs constantly biting their feet underneath. Many people couldn't take it anymore and began to protest one by one.

There was even one person who quickly stood up and climbed directly up the outer wall of the pit, wanting to grab Changsheng.

But...

When that person lunged forward quickly, thinking they were about to succeed, a rapid dash occurred. In the moment they brushed past each other, a bloody hole was left in the person's heart.

"How?" That person looked at their heart in astonishment, not quite reacting.

Changsheng suddenly opened the bag at his waist. Inside were clearly various blades. Others might not recognize them, but An Yinan had seen them many times...

A Surgical Knife!

"Alright, today I am going to dissect a specimen. It's a pity he startled me; otherwise, how fresh this heart would have been!" Changsheng clicked his tongue twice, looking at the corpse that had just breathed its last, his face full of regret.

The people in the water pit felt their pores turn cold.

If Leite was ruthless.

Then Changsheng was insane.

Having said this, Changsheng raised his head and looked at the people in the pool. "I'm in a pretty good mood today. As long as you can get ashore under the high-pressure water guns, you can rest."

"Of course, as for the last person, I don't mind if you keep him company, after all..."

He chuckled, and the eyes of the person covered by the black mask held a strange look.

"I am still missing a beating heart."

As his voice fell, the Surgical Knife had already quickly ripped open the previous person's chest and abdomen.

Someone reacted quickly and began to flee toward the shore, but the high-pressure water gun would evenly take care of everyone trying to escape...

An Yinan seized the opportunity and jumped directly onto one side; the pain in the soles of her feet made her frown. The wound from just a moment ago was very deep, and now even walking started to hurt, plus having soaked for so long, she didn't know if it would become inflamed.

"Nan Nan, let us send you up first," Zhang Qian said.

Nan Nan's foot was injured, and she could not put weight on it now; that instinctive flinch from just a moment ago made the expressions of Zhang Qian and Chen Xun look unpleasant.

Zhang Qian and Chen Xun exchanged a glance; even though the high-pressure water gun kept spraying over, neither of them let go, continuing to drag and push An Yinan upward.

She could not worry about the pain in her foot now, nor did she refuse.