Admiration for the strong was human nature, especially for NPCs subjected to rigid schooling and constant restraints.
To shake their deeply rooted beliefs, instilling new ideas had to be accompanied by physical pain.
At least judging by the NPCs Shen Ru had killed, these people were not entirely incapable of feeling.
On the contrary, they chose to follow the rules precisely because they desperately wanted to live.
If Shen Ru's actions on the sports field and in the Underground Palace had left the Players dumbstruck, what he was doing now made their hair stand on end.
Physical death merely ended a person's life. It was not change, but termination.
But what Shen Ru was doing now was taking complete control of the students' thinking-a massive psychological revolution.
"All right, let's get down to business!"
The clear sky gradually clouded over. Inside the black box, the human head finally seemed unable to cling to the skin within and slumped limply to one side.
Meng Yizhi watched the young man nervously. He could stake his exceptional sixth sense on it: whatever Shen Ru said next would be earth-shattering.
"In this lesson, we'll discuss your worth."
The young man stepped down from the teaching platform. His footsteps echoed eerily through the classroom, his red eyes casually sweeping over everyone present, as though deliberately warning them with his gaze.
"Life and death are opposites, but there's one thing you must remember: living without meaning is itself a waste of life. Like this."
As soon as he finished speaking, a shadow appeared from nowhere and pierced straight through the head of the student sitting beside Shen Ru like a sharp sword.
The student had no time to react. Blood mixed with pale yellow brain matter spilled across the floor in a chaotic mess, like a