I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Chapter 83 Becoming Fear and Facing Fear (55) (first order)

"The fourth way of twisting is..."

Having said that, Bering took a meaningful look at everyone present.

His tone was calm and soothing, rather than giving a lecture, it might be better to say that he was telling some secrets.It was as if some information was carried from the far end through the crack of time and passed on to this end.

In such a peaceful atmosphere, everyone thought that Bering would definitely say something.

However, in the next second, they saw Bering lightly tapping the table with his fingers, with an unpredictable smile on his face.

"The fourth method is far beyond the scope of your understanding."

Looking at all the people present, Bering said with a smile: "If you want to know about the fourth distortion method, then if any of you can independently solve the 'disaster' level alien species, then come to me."

"Only by stepping into that level, can you glimpse the hidden true knowledge under the mist. Otherwise, if you blindly break into the unknown realm, madness will follow you like a shadow."

It's not that he's exaggerating.

In fact, Bering did know the fourth twist.However, he is also very clear that this kind of thing is now telling these students that there are only disadvantages and no advantages for them.

Knowing too much is sometimes not a good thing.

As for why Bering felt that he couldn't tell them, but he still wanted to tell them about this existence?

Of course it's because it makes sense, right?

Suspense is the motivation to become stronger. The so-called growth is originally the process of stepping into a new world after knowing a certain stage of things.

Bering just advanced this process a little bit.

In fact, he knows very well that the vast majority of people here are unlikely to set foot in that field in the future.

But as long as someone can climb on it.

Cruel, but necessary.

In the dark shadows, there must always be someone holding a torch, like a guiding lighthouse, leading the people behind to move forward.

With this in mind, Bering continued, "Well, let's stop here for the first part."

Regardless of the disappointment of the students in the audience, he leaned on the desk with a gentle voice: "Then proceed to the second part of the course."

"You all have paper and pens, don't you?" he asked. "So, take your pens and write down on paper what you 'fear' the most."

"It can be a paragraph, a person, an event, or even an abstract concept, such as time, the vast universe, or the abyss of other people's thoughts."

Bering put his hand on the podium: "No matter what it is, as long as you think it is what you are most afraid of, then write it down. Then, put it in this small box."

As he spoke, he took out a small box from his handbag.

This small box is closed, with black paint on all sides, and there is only a gap at the top. The whole looks like a dusty, airtight container.

A chair was pulled from the side, and Bering sat on the chair with his legs crossed, pointing at the box: "Just put it in after you finish writing."

The students looked at each other, and at the same time saw doubts in each other's eyes.

What is this for?
Write down what you fear and put it in a small airtight box?
Does this make any sense?

Almost all of them expressed such meaning.

As if seeing the doubts of the students, Bai Ling sighed: "Oh, forget it."

He tilted his head and looked at Ding Yan: "Ding Yan, Li Jingwen, Ji Qianqin, the three of you are representatives."

The three people whose names were called were all shocked.

At this moment, they can obviously feel that all the eyes around them are converging on their side.

These students have been very curious about Ding Yan and others before. This is human nature - in an already familiar environment, when they intrude into a stranger, they will instinctively feel curious and wary.

And Ding Yan, Song Qingci and others were obviously the stranger who broke in suddenly.

So when they heard that Ding Yan and the others were related to Bering, these students subconsciously had one thought after another.

Ding Yan and the others also finished writing blank papers in the class where their thoughts fluttered.

After the three of them glanced at each other, they walked up to the stage and put the note directly into the small box.

The movements were extremely coherent, no one had any problems, and Bering didn't stop, just watched.

After the three of them finished, Bering said, "Okay, you probably know the process."

"During the process of your posting, I won't use my eyes to see. So you can write down your real things with confidence and boldness, without worrying about emotions such as shame and fear."

As he spoke, Bering picked up the corner of the scarf again: "Of course, if you still hesitate about this process, then I can wrap my eyes."

"In this way, if I have superpowers such as mind reading or clairvoyance, it will be difficult to see the contents of the note."

After saying all this, Bering rolled up the hem of the scarf and wrapped it around his eyes, then leaned against the back of the chair, looking relaxed and content.

Soon, the students started to act one by one.

Whether they trusted Bering or not, at least they had written something on the note.

When the last person handed in the note, Bering also took off the scarf covering his eyes.

Standing up from the chair, he grabbed the small airtight box and weighed it up and down.

"A total of [-] people, [-] answers, and [-] sources of fear in your mind."

Shaking the small box in his hand, Bering chuckled: "Among these answers, I can be sure that there are only three people who really wrote about what you fear."

"The things written by other people are more or less deviated from your original intentions."

As soon as this sentence was said, the students present all narrowed their eyes subconsciously.

Soon, Bering's voice came again: "Of course, I'm not denying everyone's execution strength. I know very well that everyone who can pass the entrance examination to this college can at least do a good job in obedience."

"The reason why I say that is because you don't actually know what it is that you are afraid of."

Bering shook his head: "It's normal. After all, fear is a very subjective thing. Originally, the most fearful thing is a concept that is difficult to measure. It may be your parents who beat you when you were young, or it may be something that you once hated. Bullies. All kinds of different things. And because of that, it’s not uncommon for you not to be able to really write about what you’re afraid of.”

"If you are ordinary people, then it doesn't matter. But you are warriors, thugs who are about to set foot on the battlefield, licking blood with knives, challengers who use violence to subdue monsters, and use courage to cross the storm..."

"There is already a conclusion that many alien species will absorb human emotions as food. Among them, fear is the strongest and darkest emotion. Therefore, what you need is to face your own fear."

While speaking, Bering raised his hand lightly.

He directly threw everyone's boxes with answers on the ground lightly.

A corner of the glass box hit the ground, making a crisp sound, countless cracks bloomed under the action of gravity, and instantly shattered into a piece of glass slag.

On the gray floor tiles, shards of glass glistened.

Boots trampled on shards of glass, and Bering's voice was smiling: "So this is the second part of this class."

"I will let you understand what real fear is, and then let you use your own power, or overcome it..."

"Or fall in front of it and become the stepping stone of the victor, crown those who are truly brave and wise, and dedicate your respect and future as the way forward for mankind."

Follow his words.

Suddenly, there was a wind blowing in the classroom.

It was only at this time that someone noticed that the gray-white mist had been entangled in the entire classroom since some time ago.

The mist gathers together and blows head-on, making people feel like they are standing on the top of a cliff, and the strong wind spreads out from the hollow valley, with an iron-like sharpness that makes people's cheeks hurt!

In the wind made of mist, everyone was blown blind.

Only Bering walked slowly in the strong wind.

The mist blew up his hair, causing the jet-black broken hair to bring out an elegant black streamer in the air.The windbreaker was also blown up high, as dark as a crow's feathers.

When everyone resisted the pressure of the wind, Bering's voice came along with the wind: "It doesn't matter if you are in a group of three, or in a team of five, it doesn't matter even if you fight alone..."

"As long as you can touch the corner of my clothes, it will be considered your victory. As a reward for victory, I will go to Director Wang of the Countermeasure Bureau and ask him to specially approve all of you to skip the first grade and enter the graduation class. Become the youngest legend of the Countermeasure Bureau."

As he spoke, Bering blinked his eyes: "Believe me, I have this right."

Wang Weizheng would definitely agree.

Because as a well-deserved strong player in the countermeasures bureau, he should be one of the few guys who can best understand the difficulty of Bering's ability.

This guy's attack power may not be too strong, but in terms of evasion... Unless it's a nuclear bomb hitting the face or a snipe from a few kilometers away, there's really nothing to do with him!

With such thoughts in mind, Bering looked around at the students and said with a smile: "So, try your best. Do your best, even if you have the determination to kill me, you can get up after falling, and show me your unstoppable strength." tenacious will."

"Show me your...possibilities."

The voice fell.

In the classroom, the fog filled the air, covering the sky and the sun.

An iron-gray mist enveloped the entire room, completely blocking the light outside the window sill and making it airtight.

Between the looming mist, only the pitch-black coat rustled with the wind.

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(End of this chapter)