Death Train: SSS-level talent right from the start!

Just as Gu Qinghuan was about to pull down Chen Ye's pants, Chen Ye suddenly thrust out his silver spear, as fast as a lightning bolt tearing through the void. The spear tip pierced through Gu Qinghuan's soft chest and emerged from her thin back.

Gu Qinghuan's body stiffened. She looked down at the silver-white spear tip that had pierced through her chest, the smile on her lips not yet completely gone, and then her body began to dissolve.

First, the skin peeled off from the collarbone, like shattered porcelain, revealing the surging purple mist inside. Then came the arms, shoulders, and hair. The whole body curled up from the edges, burned, and turned to ashes like burning paper.

Immediately afterwards, the illusion shattered.

The room and the bed collapsed along with Gu Qinghuan's body, the fragments peeling away layer by layer to reveal the original scene.

The dark gray stone brick floor reappeared in view.

Chen Ye sheathed the Dragon Scale Ancient Halberd; nothing was on the tip of the spear. The previous thrust had only pierced the illusion.

[Completed the Lust Trial, score +1000]

The system's notification screen unfolded in front of him.

At the same time, a black plaque appeared out of thin air in front of him, hovering in mid-air, with four words engraved on it: Proof of Lust.

Chen Ye reached out and put the evidence of lust into his storage space.

He glanced around the hall.

The other nine people had their eyes closed and their faces were flushed, clearly still in a hallucination.

Chen Ye did not try to wake them up, after all, he did not know what the consequences would be if he forcibly woke them up. Zhao Hai and Qin Zhaoyang did not have the mark of lust, so it should not be a big problem for them to resist the lustful temptation mark of the illusion.

"Senior...please don't...I'm scared..."

Qin Zhaoyang spoke haltingly, his brows furrowed, and a fine layer of sweat beading on his forehead.

He shifted his body slightly in place, as if trying to avoid something approaching.

Chen Ye walked up to Qin Zhaoyang. He remembered that when they were at Yuncheng University, Qin Zhaoyang would often go to the School of Economics and Management, ostensibly to audit classes, but actually to see the third-year female student.

The one who appeared in Qin Zhaoyang's illusion should be that senior student.

Chen Ye stopped looking at Qin Zhaoyang and turned to walk up to Xia Yan and Wang Ze, who were also calling each other's names in a daze.

Chen Ye withdrew his gaze, having roughly made a judgment in his mind.

The illusion of lust should summon the object of everyone's truest desires. Wang Ze and Xia Yan are a couple, so naturally they would appear in each other's illusions. So it makes sense that Gu Qinghuan appears in his illusion.

Then he walked up to Zhao Hai, whose eyes were closed, brows were slightly furrowed, and lips were pressed into a line, without uttering a single word.

Chen Ye glanced at him a couple more times, then smiled slightly: "Brother Hai's mouth is pretty tight."

He had just finished speaking when a faint sound came from the other side of the hall.

Chen Ye looked in the direction of the sound and saw that two of the last four passengers to enter were young women with purple flames burning on their bodies at the same time.

The flames were a deep, almost purplish-black color, rising from their skin.

The flames were extremely hot; even from several meters away, Chen Ye could feel the scorching heat emanating from them, making his brow twitch slightly.

But there was no sign of pain on their faces. Their brows were relaxed, and they had smiles on their lips. Their expressions were relaxed and joyful, as if they were experiencing some indescribable wonderful moment.

The purple flames were slowly climbing along the contours of their bodies, inch by inch devouring their clothes, skin, muscles, and then bones, gradually burning their bodies to ashes.

The entire process was completely silent, without any screams or even the crackling sounds that should occur during burning.

The two people were slowly erased from space as if by an invisible eraser.

Chen Ye frowned slightly. Even without the mark of lust, there were still considerable risks, which was not good.

After all, who wouldn't want to have a passionate and enjoyable time with their loved one?

Just then, Zhao Hai suddenly opened his eyes.

He first took a deep breath, and then, as if he had come back to life from some kind of stagnation, he swayed slightly before regaining his balance.

A blue light screen popped up in front of him, and a lustful object hovered quietly in front of him.

Zhao Hai reached out and grasped the token of lust, glanced at it, and then closed the light screen in front of him.

He looked around and saw Chen Ye with a slight frown not far away. Following Chen Ye's gaze, he saw the two passengers who had been completely engulfed by the purple flames.

Two blazing purple flames quickly disappeared after burning the two passengers to ashes, as if they had vanished into thin air, leaving not even a trace of ash behind.

Zhao Hai strode over and stopped beside Chen Ye: "These two..."

Chen Ye turned his gaze away from where the flames had dissipated: "These two must have succumbed to the allure of the illusion; they're truly consumed by lust."

"Will Zhaoyang be alright?"

Zhao Hai turned his head to look in Qin Zhaoyang's direction.

"This trial of lust is something each person must complete on their own; it depends entirely on him. If he can't wake up, then he really can't wake up."

Chen Ye's gaze also fell on Qin Zhaoyang.

About half a minute later, Qin Zhaoyang's expression suddenly underwent a significant change.

His brow furrowed tightly at first, then relaxed abruptly as if he had suddenly confirmed something, and the expression on his face changed from confusion to certainty.

He opened his mouth and shouted a powerful voice: "You son of a bitch, you're not a senior! A senior wouldn't be this slutty! Go to hell!"

The moment he finished speaking, he suddenly opened his eyes, staggered forward half a step before regaining his balance.

His forehead was covered in sweat, his chest heaved violently, and he was breathing heavily.

A blue light screen popped open in front of him, and the Proof of Lust floated in front of him.

Qin Zhaoyang reached out and grasped the token of lust, glanced at it, then looked up, his gaze falling on Chen Ye and Zhao Hai: "Brother Ye, Brother Hai, you finished the trial so quickly?"

Chen Ye nodded: "What's the situation in your illusion?"

Qin Zhaoyang coughed and scratched the back of his head awkwardly: "My mind was all foggy in the illusion. That senior girl, she kissed me right away, which startled me. At first, I didn't really react, but then she started acting strangely. She was too proactive. She usually doesn't even bother to look at me, so how could she smile at me with that kind of expression? Luckily, I'm quick-witted and saw through it at a glance."

Zhao Hai nodded slightly: "You're quite clever, you almost got yourself killed."

Qin Zhaoyang chuckled twice, then looked around the hall: "Where are the other two?"

"He's dead. I guess he couldn't resist the temptation of the illusion and failed the trial. If you fail, you'll naturally be eliminated."

Chen Ye's tone was very calm.

Qin Zhaoyang's Adam's apple bobbed, then he chuckled dryly twice: "I'm really lucky to be alive."

He paused, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Chen Ye and Zhao Hai: "Brother Ye, Brother Hai, who appeared in your illusion? Tell us, there are no outsiders here anyway."