The heavy rain fell in torrents.
Early the next morning, all the students arrived at the training room drenched.
Outside the window was a gloomy and uneasy curtain of rain, thunder and lightning streaking across and coloring the walls a sudden grim white.
The students had all been soaked in the rain on the way over. The sound of water dripping in the training hall went on and on, the water gathering into puddles on the floor amidst the dull buzzing sound of conversation.
Until the main door that led into the front of the hall opened.
“Eh, it’s not Instructor Arjun?” A trainee who was sitting in the front row looked up.
According to the brochure, the second day of training would include a lecture regarding successful training by Instructor Arjun, a well-known training consultant at Floating City base.
The person who’d come out waved, “It’s all chicken soup advice, it doesn’t matter who says it! Instructor Arjun had to temporarily attend to something urgent... Alright, let’s look at the handout! Success is a science. Participating in our training is like exchanging a small amount of tuition fees for a shortcut to success––”
At the back of the classroom, Wu Jin froze for a moment.
Not only Arjun; several high-level people from Floating Base seemed to have all disappeared into the storm.
From beside him, Wen Lin inquired in a low voice, “Little Witch, what’s the matter?”
Wu Jin shook his head, but his heart started beating faster.
Even he couldn’t say what was wrong.
When he opened up the terminal for the 12th time to find that there had still been no reply to his message from the big boss, Wu Jin fell silent for a long time before quickly looking up Red in his address book.
He pressed send.
Floating City military base, L2 underground laboratory.
The values shown by the instruments were still abnormal, beyond the warning threshold. Almost all of the researchers from the entire laboratory were present, and there were more than 10 people crowded into the room, but it was so quiet that they could hear a pin drop.
One door away, someone was arguing fiercely, “It’s the equipment that’s been tampered with––”
“The investigation lasted all night. From two weeks ago until now, all the monitoring and substance monitoring confirmed that nobody had ever come in.”
“The equipment is normal? Then Brother Wei wouldn’t have had an accident at this step!”
The solemn faced Mao Dongqing who was standing to the side interjected, “Which step.”
Researcher Song gritted his teeth, “The step of immersion into memories––the one that is most likely to trap the patient in their subconscious.”
The silence was as cold as ice.
Researcher Song looked up again and made up his mind, “This can’t go on, I have to go in.”
Spare equipment was moved up from the armory and placed next to Wei Shi. After repeated testing, they were connected and started up. Researcher Song entered the second device, and the green indicator light lit up a long time later.
Mao Dongqing watched on silently, the green veins in the back of his hand prominent where it was clenched tight on the back of the chair.
The fourth course of treatment was not to ‘divert’, but to ‘recreate’. It didn’t look into the future and only focused on the past.
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Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually-?!
Science Fiction-for offline purposes only - Book 1 Synopsis: Wu Jin, as a trainee from a certain entertainment company, had a peerless, stunning face. He was qualified to debut as a lead performer even if he just sat there and did nothing. After signing up for a...
