Vital Points and Bionics

There were more than 3,000 people in the prison. In order to give the students enough time to study in the next two days, Li Shutong said that they should not be allowed to leave, and that meant they should not be allowed to leave.

It seemed that the only reason this prison existed was because of Qing Chen.

After Li Shutong went back to his room to sleep, Lin Xiaoxiao sighed, "The boss is still as willful as ever."

Ye Wan thought for a moment and replied, "After all, he is the only remaining member of the Knight Organization, so it's not an exaggeration for the boss to take such action."

"Oh, right," Lin Xiaoxiao said, "I killed the two assassins we captured earlier."

Qing Chen: "...?"

Lin Xiaoxiao added, "Don't worry, I found out what happened before they died. It was probably the Qing Clan Fourth Branch was behind it. But we don't know why they wanted you dead."

Only at this moment did Qing Chen realize that the smiling young man in front of him was actually very ruthless.

However, while the other party is ruthless when facing enemies, they are kind to friends.

At this moment, Ye Wan suddenly said, "There's something we've always found very strange. It seems that the Qing family's higher-ups all know of your existence, and you're even engaged to the Kamishiro Family. But the problem is, very few people outside have heard of you. Before you transmigrated here, you were probably the only one who never participated in family activities or made a public appearance."

Qing Chen frowned. "Maybe it's because I'm not important? That's why I'm not well-liked."

Lin Xiaoxiao shook her head. "If I said you weren't important, you could still take the spot of the third branch and participate in the Shadow Struggle. If I said you were important, even the collateral branches of the Qing family wouldn't be treated so coldly."

"Furthermore," Ye Wan said, "There's absolutely no information about you online, like you're invisible. It's not that you're completely unknown, but rather that someone has deliberately erased something. It's contradictory."

After speaking, Ye Wan and Lin Xiaoxiao looked at Qing Chen.

Qing Chen raised an eyebrow. "Why are you looking at me? I don't know what's going on either."

"Sigh, this is boring," Lin Xiaoxiao said disappointedly as she walked away. "This has piqued my curiosity for a while now, and I thought you could answer my questions."

Ye Wan said, "Let's not waste any more time, let's begin training. Before we start, I want to reiterate what the boss said: life is indeed extremely fragile. As long as you master one method, it's enough to kill a person."

A fractured sternum can obstruct breathing, cause alveoli to rupture, and ultimately lead to suffocation and death.

A ruptured spleen causing bleeding is even more fatal, leading to death within a short period of time.

Therefore, you can strike any part of the body with enough force to incapacitate your opponent.

However, times have changed, and many soldiers have modified themselves to reduce fatal wounds.

Some people have biomimetic alloy skin implanted in their necks to prevent their throats from being slit.

Some people even modify their joints to allow them to withstand greater impact.

But there is one area that is often overlooked by mechanical warriors: the protection of internal organs.

Hearing this, Qing Chen sensed something was wrong. "Wait a minute, we all know that organs are very important, so there must be many people who have had bionic skin implanted here."

Ye Wan said, "Oh, mainly because nano-bionic skin is extremely expensive, costing tens of thousands of yuan per square centimeter. Under normal circumstances, not many people can protect all their organs because the area is too large."

Qing Chen was taken aback. So poverty had limited his strength?

Ye Wan continued, "Based on your description, the mechanical limbs on the legs of those thugs weren't the best type, so I judge that their internal organs weren't protected."

In other words, Ye Wan felt that they couldn't afford such a large area of bionic alloy skin.

"The spleen is different, mainly because of its very tricky location. The spine can't protect it, nor can the ribs. It can be pierced from either the back or the front of the abdomen," Ye Wan explained. "And most importantly, very few people know how to protect it."

Moreover, once you've confirmed that you've stabbed the person in the spleen, you don't need to worry about them anymore; they will definitely die.

Ye Wan asked, "Will you be able to find the knife when you get back?"

Qing Chen thought for a moment, "Would a fruit knife be okay?"

"No," Ye Wan, "If it's just an ordinary fruit knife that hasn't been sharpened, it probably won't even be able to pierce the assailant's clothes."

As he spoke, he went up to the sixth floor, opened an alloy gate, and pulled a switchblade from one of the cells.

The prisoners in the cell were still asleep when they were awakened by the sound of the alloy gate opening. They watched in a daze as Ye Wan entered, took a knife, and left in one smooth motion.

Ye Wan placed the palm-sized switchblade into Qing Chen's hand. "Based on what you said, this should be something you can take back with you. Use this thing for actual combat."

Qing Chen was stunned for a moment. "Aren't you going to give me something more high-tech?"

Ye Wan shook her head. "The boss won't allow it."

"Do we need to use real equipment for sparring?" Qing Chen asked again.

"Yes," Ye Wan nodded, "You not only need to be familiar with all the attack methods and the opponent's defense methods, but also with the weapon you are using and its feel."

"Hmm, what do we do now?" Qing Chen asked.

"To attack vital points, you first need to know where they are," Ye Wan said. "But because everyone's height, weight, and bone structure are different, their vital points are also different. You need to kill many people and practice many times to find them accurately."

As she spoke, Ye Wan handed him a pair of glasses. "Wear these, they're for night vision."

Then, the entire prison suddenly went dark, and the world was plunged into darkness.

Ye Wan led Qing Chen to the door of a prison cell. After the alloy gate opened, Mother Ye went in first and pressed the prisoner firmly onto the bed, just like she had pressed Liu Dezhu.

He ignored the struggling prisoner, pointed to the area below the prisoner's ribs, and said to Qing Chen, "Look, his spleen is right here. One stab and he'll be dead."

After saying that, Ye Wan led Qing Chen to the next cell.

Not a single wasted word, saving time.

Once again, he held down the terrified prisoner and explained to Qing Chen the differences between this person's vital points and the previous one, as well as why they were different and how to judge the differences based on the other person's physique.

From 1 a. m. to 6 a. m., Ye Wan spent a full five hours taking Qing Chen to explore all three thousand-plus prisoners in the entire prison.

Qing Chen felt like he was learning anatomy, but unlike ordinary medical students who didn't have any cadavers to use, he had more than three thousand "cadavers" to gain experience.

For Qing Chen, it was a fulfilling night.

But for the prisoners in Prison No. 18, it was a different story; it was a terrifying night.

They all experienced almost the same thing: the cell door suddenly opened, and the world was plunged into darkness.

Then a burly man completely overpowered them and said to the other, "Look, this is where his spleen is. Stab him here and he'll die."

This is even more terrifying than the most thrilling movies in the virtual life genre.