Mirror World

"Three vegetarian peppers"...

"Modoona, are you going to the assessment institute?" Huang Yao asked curiously as he watched Modona walking hurriedly.

Modona stopped, nodded and said, "Well, Tang Huan should be finishing his exams soon. I want to go meet him."

Huang Yao smiled slightly, nodded in understanding and said, "I see. Then I'll go with you."

Modona looked at Huang Yao's smiling face and could tell at a glance that Huang Yao wanted to talk to her about something. "Huang Yao...do you have anything to talk to me about?"

Huang Yao scratched his head a little embarrassedly, with a shy smile on his face, and kept praising: "Oh my! You are worthy of being an astrologer. You can see through my thoughts at a glance." As he spoke, he showed his deep respect and envy for Modona.

Modona said bluntly, "Tell me what you need, maybe I can help you."

Huang Yao lowered his head, fiddling with the corners of his clothes with his hands, looking as if he wanted to say something but stopped. His cheeks flushed slightly, and he stammered, "Well... that... I want you to tell me when I will meet my own love luck? Woo..." As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Yao seemed to be frightened by his own boldness, and quickly covered his face with his hands, revealing only a pair of eyes that were so shy that they were about to drip with tears.

Modona's lips slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile, as if she had anticipated all this. She said softly, "Well, in that case, let me use the most convenient divination technique to find out for you."

Modona waved her hands slightly, and a mysterious purple light suddenly appeared. Then, five illusory cards emitting purple light slowly appeared in her hands. These cards seemed to contain endless mysteries, which made people feel awe.

Modona casually drew two cards from the five cards. Her movements were light and graceful, as if she was touching the most precious treasure in the universe. When she turned over the two cards.

"A middle-aged woman card" and a young child card.

After seeing the divination results, Modona felt a little shocked and a little regretful.

Huang Yao's eyes were filled with anticipation. She stared at Modona, eager to know the result of the divination.

However, Modona showed a trace of regret. She stared at Huang Yao quietly and said softly: "I'm sorry, Huang Yao, the divination did not show the specific time and your destined lover." There was a hint of helplessness in her voice.

After hearing this, Huang Yao couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in his heart, but he still forced himself to remain calm and asked: "So, what does this mean? Am I really going to live out my life alone?" His words revealed his confusion and anxiety about the future.

Modona sighed softly and explained slowly: "From the current situation, the result seems to be true - you will choose to spend the rest of your life alone voluntarily." Her eyes were full of pity, but also contained an unspeakable firmness.

"Voluntary? I voluntarily choose loneliness?" Huang Yao was full of confusion.

Modona nodded, "Well, you would voluntarily choose to be lonely for the rest of your life just for a child."

Huang Yao couldn't believe it. She lowered her head and was silent for a moment, then slowly asked, "So, is this child mine?"

Modona shook her head slightly, "It's not yours, it's adopted."

"Adopting a child and letting him live a lonely life voluntarily seems like something I can do." Huang Yao then hid his inner disappointment and pulled Modona towards the direction of the Assessment Institute. "Let's go! Modona, go see Tang Huan."

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The third assessment within the institute is in progress.

Tang Huan knelt on the icy ground with a pale face, his body trembling slightly, as fragile as a leaf in the wind. His head was raised high, his eyes were empty, and he seemed to have lost his perception of the world around him.

The faces of the illusion executioners standing in front of him were cruel and ruthless. They mercilessly pried open Tang Huan's eyes and dripped pungent chili water into them. In an instant, a burst of burning pain came over him. Tang Huan's eyes seemed to be burned by flames, and the pain was unbearable. Tears could not stop flowing down.

Then, the cruel executioners picked up sharp scissors and cut off half of Tang Huan's teeth. Blood gushed out from his broken gums, staining the corners of his mouth red. The exposed tooth nerves were even more shocking.

The illusion executioner poured a bucket of cold lemonade into his mouth. The lemonade mixed with blood, and the strong acid touched the tooth nerve, bringing waves of piercing pain.

Next, the executioners held a sharp knife and cut a long cut on Tang Huan's back. They were skilled and quick, and in the blink of an eye, they peeled off the skin and flesh on Tang Huan's back, leaving only the bloody back exposed to the air. Then, they sprinkled a large amount of chili water and coarse salt on Tang Huan's back and rubbed it vigorously.

Every friction was like torture tormenting Tang Huan's body and mind. He let out a shrill scream, and the sound echoed throughout the space, making people shudder. But the executioners were indifferent and continued to perform their tasks indifferently.

His arms were in unspeakable pain! One by one, the red-hot iron nails pierced into his skin mercilessly, as if they were going to penetrate his body completely. Each iron nail was scorching hot, and when it came into contact with flesh and blood, it made a "sizzling" sound, which was creepy.

The iron nail pierced deeply into the flesh, mercilessly piercing the entire arm, even the wrist was not spared. Blood gushed out from the wound, flowing down the arm, staining the ground under his feet red. But he clenched his teeth, endured the pain, and did not let himself utter a groan.

At this moment, the invigilator who was standing high above the senior level spoke, his voice was cold and ruthless: "Next, the illusion executioners will insert their hands, which are stained with the breath of sin and death, deeply into the chests of each of you, and then tightly squeeze your fragile hearts! This will make you feel unprecedented pain and fear. If any of you can't bear it now, you can give up directly."

The invigilator looked at the nine examinees coldly, but no one raised their hands to give up. The corners of his mouth curved up and he smiled contemptuously, "There are still two hours left. I wonder how long you can hold on."

The Colosseum was filled with miserable and shrill wails, one after another, seemingly endless. These sounds were filled with pain and despair, making people shudder and shudder. Each wailing was like a sharp sword, deeply piercing people's hearts, making them feel endless sorrow and pity.