The more they object, the more it means I did the right thing

Regarding the mysteries and curses surrounding the bathroom, more than a dozen esoteric cultists jointly reported it to the organization, and the matter even gradually reached the head of the corps.

Because of this, the legion commander sent a third-level instructor to investigate the matter and find out whether there was a curse.

But the result was very regrettable.

The instructor did not investigate any traces of curses, nor did he find any traces of strange ghosts such as the 'snake in the bathroom pit'. He even brought a magic tool specially designed to detect traces of magic to see if it was the effect of magic. .

Is this the method of Orthodox Christians?

Nothing was found.

There were no traces of spellcasting at all.

Other than that, the only thing the god-given title can do is play tricks, but which god-given title has the effect of making people constipated—the God of Toilet?

The instructor scoffed at this.

Seeing that the instructor didn't take it seriously, the esoteric cultists became anxious and strongly requested the instructor to personally experience it in the bathroom to feel the weirdness of it.

But the findings are clear.

Ansu's [Starlight of Order] has a restriction.

[It can only take effect on beings whose class is not higher than Ansu]

Ansu is at the second level, while the instructor at the cadre school is at the third level.

When the instructor walked out of the cubicle with a refreshing look on his face, all the believers present were in despair.

‘Constipation caused by lack of homework’ – this is the result of the investigation reported by the instructor.

It was quite scientific and contemporary, so the legion commander issued a solution with a stroke of his pen.

The rest time of the Tantric cultists was extended by one hour and the daily homework was doubled, which effectively solved the constipation problem of the Tantric cultists - the scumbag students had no time to go to the bathroom.

In fact, the Tantra of Pain does not care about these things.

Rather, the more miserable the believers are, the better.

The more pain one absorbs, the stronger the secret sect becomes, even involving the promotion assessment of the legion commander.

For the leader of the Painful Legion, except for a few top students, the vast majority of believers are just nourishment for the secret sect.

He doesn't even care about life and death.

Only the weak are eliminated.

The legion commander will no longer care about these small things, he only cares about one big thing now.

That was his promotion. He was here to get gold plating. He had been in the small town of Seidian for several years. Now he only needed one more chance and one more credit.

He can leave this remote and backward backline - this is a well-known thing.

The saints who have been active in the small town of Seidian recently are the opportunity for the commander of the army.

In the absence of high-level action,

Such days continued for another day or two. In addition to the sudden increase in the number of "pee leaking, shameful and menacing sects", the esoteric cultists who were tortured to the point of unconsciousness finally gave up on the bathroom.

At this moment, there are only two weeks left before the exam.

But once people are pushed to the extreme, they tend to bottom out and do things they normally can't do in order to survive. As if they have reached a certain painful extreme point, the esoteric believers gradually return to normal.

Their energy and spirit slowly recovered.

"Boss Ansu, our plan seems to have failed."

"Everything is obviously going well."

In a secluded corner, the dim and cold autumn light reflected Arthur's face. He looked a little ugly and said, "I don't know why, but they are all fine."

It was a dim afternoon, and the sun slowly melted into the lonely mountains. In the dark corner at the end of the dormitory, a secret meeting was taking place.

"Based on my professional judgment."

Liszt pushed up his glasses calmly. He was an experienced veteran and had his own unique insights. He said in an incomprehensible voice,

"They should have gone to the wild to solve it."

I see.

Arthur showed a look of sudden realization. Since someone was causing trouble in the bathroom, it would be better to go to the cadre school to solve the problem.

Tantrics are not fools either.

Seeing that the exam was about to approach, and the mental state of the competitors was gradually recovering, Arthur felt quite troubled. He moved his eyes to Ansu in the corner, "Boss Ansu, the 'Civilized Pacesetter' operation has failed. ,what should we do."

Civilized Pacesetter is the name Ansu gave to this operation.

The night gradually fell, the temperature gradually dropped, Ansu's green eyes were particularly dazzling in the dark night,

"It didn't fail."

He smiled, "It's just that the 'Civilized Pacesetter' operation has reached its second stage."

"The second stage?"

Liszt's heart condensed. He was quite familiar with Ansu's smile. Every time he smiled like this, he would come up with the most elegant and noble plan, and only the most enlightened nobles could implement this plan.

"Assassination."

Ansu looked at Liszt, "We once discussed assassinating the secret cultists one by one, but this plan was rejected by us. Brother Liszt, can you tell me the reason?"

"The main areas of the cadre school are all monitored by magic eyes, and the esoteric cultists are in groups, making it impossible to attack."

Liszt blurted out, but soon he realized something, "You mean-?"

"If you go outside to take care of your personal hygiene," Ansu said calmly, "Would you choose to do it openly and openly in a place monitored by the magic eye?"

"As a noble noble, I have this awareness, but if I am an ordinary person, I don't have such a strong spirit."

Liszt pushed up his glasses. He had already realized the implication of Ansu's words. When he was vaguely aware of the noble and elegant plan, his excited shoulders were trembling slightly:

"What's more, if this is detected by the magic eye, it will be against school rules and your fingers will be chopped off."

The smile at the corner of Ansu's mouth became cleaner and clearer, as bright as the autumn light in the afternoon and sunset. He said softly:

"Yes, they won't choose a place with surveillance - then they can only be in the back of the cadre school. There are no magic eyes, no surveillance, and it is deserted."

"Then will they go to the wild in groups to solve personal problems?" Ansu looked at Arthur.

"It can only be dispersed." Arthur said slowly.

It is quite common to go to the toilet in groups.

But to form a group to engage in unofficial activities, there are no partitions or shelters. Normal people would not do this. Even if they were to form a group, they would only be dispersed into small groups of two or three best friends, and there would not be a large-scale unofficial team.

"Now, they spread out and took the initiative to go to the back mountain which is deserted and has no magic eyes to monitor."

The smile on Ansu's lips became more and more pure, and the cold moonlight covered his delicate face,

"Isn't that the best time for us to assassinate?"

Arthur and Liszt exhaled slowly, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. As expected of our boss Ansu, he could come up with such an elegant strategy!

The most vulnerable moment for a man, the moment when he is most vulnerable to sneak attacks, is when he takes off his pants and squats to go to the toilet.

This is Ansu’s ‘Civilized Pacesetter’ action!