Nimbuende Sanctuary is a religious organization.
However, due to the long history of the increasing number of believers year by year, the sanctuary has now developed into a large urbanized community.
In the main city of Nimbuend, except for the large temple-related buildings in the central area, most of the outer areas are residential areas for ordinary residents.
The crowd here is mainly composed of family members of active military personnel and descendants of previous generations of contractors.
Outside the city are the garrison locations of various legions, as well as a large number of small towns and villages.
The twelve ancient stone gates connecting the sanctuary are scattered around the world, and occasionally contractors bring civilians back.
Over time, it evolved into the current situation.
Regarding this kind of thing, the Sanctuary's attitude is neither to block nor to provide help.
They only informed the visitors of the fact that they would never be able to leave here again, and warned them of all the order and iron laws of the sanctuary.
So the moment someone enters the sanctuary, there are usually only two choices left in life.
Either give up all personal development and live a stable life in the peripheral areas designated by the sanctuary.
Either sign that nonsense contract, become a contractor, return to the real continent, and embark on a magnificent journey to 'death'.
The situation like Xu Fei's and others' situation is purely an exception, and they just happened to catch the sinners' heads.
The sanctuary located in the subspace is vast and rich in products, but there is no danger.
It is very simple to survive normally.
However, due to the control and knowledge blockade of the sanctuary, it is impossible to develop medium and large towns and organizational forces.
Negro Town is located fifteen kilometers southwest of the holy city of Nimbuende.
It is close to the huge Lake Lane, which covers an area of 49 square kilometers.
The town has pleasant scenery and fertile fields. It is one of the basic residential areas built by the Holy Land for ordinary people.
Six months ago, dozens of villagers who survived Stassen Village were arranged here to start a new life.
Early morning hours.
The slightly cold air is evaporated clean by the sun, and the morning wind mixed with the fragrance of trees blows from the distance.
Today's training location is under the cliff about 20 kilometers southwest of the sanctuary, very close to the small town of Negro.
After some discussion, Xu Fei, A'Zhu, and Cang decided to apply for permission to visit a certain demonic woman at the end of the training.
As contractors, they are not allowed to enter or exit areas where life forms gather outside the Holy City at will.
The instructor is required to sign relevant documents and submit the application, and you can only go to the sanctuary after passing it.
Ever since they left Stassen Village, they had not seen Xiao Liya and Granny Emma again, so the three of them were still very worried.
Today, Sirela required the trainees to arrive at the training site before seven in the morning.
For every minute of being late, a hole will be pierced in everyone's body as punishment.
Sirilla promised that she was fully confident in her piercing skills, saying that she would never kill them with less than a thousand holes.
After hearing such remarks, everyone went out and rushed here at four o'clock in the morning.
The small cliff was naturally not a problem for the extraordinary ones. Around six o'clock, Xu Fei, seven people, one monster and four dogs successfully reached the bottom of the cliff.
The previous life-saving ability training in the forest lasted for three months, which far exceeded everyone's expectations.
Time flies, and the climate changes from midsummer to early autumn.
The group's mental state also changed from daily fright to daily numbness.
She has become somewhat accustomed to Sirilla's threat, whether it is psychological or physical.
Sometimes, some seemingly perverted ideas may even arise.
For example, one day last month, Aju and Mural were seriously discussing whether it was worthwhile to cut off a finger in exchange for a two-day holiday.
During the few months of living in the sanctuary, I would often encounter other contractors under the divine knights in bars or commercial streets.
After asking, I found out that he had already entered practical courses in magic and combat skills, and was gradually improving his strength every day.
It seems that they are the only ones using weird training methods...
"Oh, Miss Sirella didn't come?"
Around seven o'clock, Rasha arrived on time, yawning.
The job of a life instructor is not simple. In addition to providing daily guidance and assistance to students, they must also record their daily training and report it to the sanctuary.
"Sister Lasha, our instructor seems to be late every time, right?"
A'Zhu was stretching his body while complaining and was doing warm-up exercises.
Nowadays, it is no longer appropriate to describe him as fat. After three months of life-saving training, A'Zhu lost a lot of weight and is now only slightly fat.
"Miss Sirilla is usually about an hour late. How about we have breakfast in the meantime?"
Xingya Tiffany sat in her wheelchair with a smile on her face, and her intentions were very obvious when her eyes blinked.
Hearing this, everyone else, including Lasha, suddenly realized and became energetic, and looked at Xu Fei one after another.
Everyone here has been reluctant to part with Dixing Food since they tasted it.
Who said the food at Readings was relatively unpalatable?
Therefore, Xu Fei's storage bag has become a popular item and is remembered by everyone every day.
Seeing the crowd gradually surrounding him, Xu Fei reflexively covered his waist and took two steps back.
"I'm warning you...don't even think about it, I have to save the rest to bribe my father-in-law."
five minutes later……
Light the fire with dry wood and an iron pot.
Stab.
Vacuum-packed sugar pancakes and beef hotpot are heated.
Put the yellow millet and corn kernels into the pot under water.
Soon, the not rich Earth Star was finished early.
Everyone started eating breakfast while chatting and laughing.
Only Xu Fei was still talking casually with a stinky face on his face.
Because his consciousness and body are not yet fully connected, his digestive system operates very slowly.
It’s good to be able to eat half a sugar pancake in one meal. The energy supply during this period can basically only rely on consciousness to guide the body’s natural absorption.
At a quarter past nine, Sirilla Shanshan arrived late, still wearing the thin black skirt and armor, and still looking listless and lazy.
After looking at the faces of the students, Sirilla said without any unnecessary nonsense:
"It took you three full months of survival training to barely pass. You are indeed a bunch of idiots."
"Hmph, if you can't guarantee your life, it will be meaningless no matter how good you are in the future."
"If you die in the hands of demons or compatriots one day, wouldn't I, as an instructor, also become a fool?"
"Listen up, idiots, this point about how to survive in any situation will be incorporated into all future training."
"Only after countless reviews and consolidations can it be truly engraved into your consciousness and body!"
Sirilla glanced at everyone as she walked, showing contempt.
Rasha smiled bitterly upon seeing this.
As a bystander, she truly believed that these young people had done a very good job.
When the survival training was nearly two months old, Sirilla ordered her to raise the magic trap level to the highest level, fifteen.
That's almost enough to kill a regular army.
It is very admirable that these students were able to survive.
However, in essence, it is the result of using 'fate'. Everyone is close to death an average of twenty or thirty times every day.
Fortunately, the Sanctuary is rich and has a large number of excellent priests to cooperate with Miss Sirella's 'willful' behavior.
"Today's training session is about exercising your control."
With a wave of his hand, a three-seater sheepskin sofa was conjured up, and Sierra lay down lazily on it.
Then he pointed at the upturned cliff and chuckled:
"Except for physical skills, everything is prohibited."
"I want to see you all climbing up there by two o'clock in the afternoon."
"Oh, by the way. Xingya's legs are disabled, so for the sake of fairness, everyone can only use their hands."
