Actually, before he even asked this question, Jiang Ye already had the answer in his heart.

It was just that this answer made him feel fear and discomfort.

However, no matter how much he resisted, the answer was still exactly as he had thought.

Song Jie didn't answer directly. Instead, Lord Leopard beside him gave a meaningful example:

"Commoners have no right to visit the imperial palace, but the emperor can go on an incognito inspection tour at any time."

So...

"Those normal humans from the normal cities can enter and leave the Land of Exile as they please."

"Furthermore, just like the emperor's incognito inspection tour, they can disguise themselves as 'sinners'."

Then, Song Jie's story wasn't hard to guess—

He had once come into contact with a normal human who was on an "incognito inspection tour".

They had met in the Land of Exile, perhaps even in this very school, getting acquainted under the guise of being "sinners".

But just as an emperor, no matter how well he disguises himself as a commoner, is still an emperor at his core.

This so-called "incognito inspection tour" is nothing more than a game played by those in high positions.

The unaware commoners are merely cannon fodder for amusement in this game, liable to anger the emperor at any moment and joyfully receive the "nine familial extermination" package.

And Song Jie was clearly an unlucky cannon fodder.

Completely unaware, he had offended someone he shouldn't have offended.

He continued to remain silent, making Qi Anlin and the other two underlings beside him seem even more silent.

Qi Anlin, who knows what he was thinking, suddenly said expressionlessly:

"Speaking of which, you 'newcomers' being able to receive your current treatment is also largely thanks to those 'superior people's' 'incognito inspection tours'."

Jiang Ye, deep in thought, glanced at this Qi Anlin and raised an eyebrow: "Did you also suspect that I might be one of those superior people? Is that why you basically didn't dare to speak up later?"

Qi Anlin curled his lip, which was essentially an admission.

Clearly, his temper wasn't great, and his attitude towards Jiang Ye during their first meeting hadn't been good either.

Later, after Jiang Ye displayed some abnormalities, this guy became exceptionally quiet.

Jiang Ye had thought he was simply pragmatic.

Only now did he realize there was actually a terrifying "precedent".

Superior people impersonating "newcomers", coming to the Land of Exile for an "incognito inspection tour".

That's why these veteran players, worried that newcomers might be mixed with untouchable existences, were forced to improve their attitude towards newcomers.

But this reality filled Jiang Ye with dread.

Because it meant...

Right around him, there might also exist those superior people who deliberately disguised themselves as sinners, capable of erasing him at any moment!

As long as this Prison watch on his wrist wasn't removed for a single moment.

Their lives as "sinners" would never be truly free for a single moment!

Jiang Ye slowly let out a breath, trying to ease the frustration of not having control over his own life and freedom.

His gaze swept over Li Ku again, and he asked curiously:

"Since there might be superior people on incognito tours among us sinners... weren't you afraid your earlier statement would expose you to them?"

Li Ku raised an eyebrow, showing no fear at all: "What statement of mine earlier?"

Only then did Jiang Ye realize again.

Li Ku really hadn't said anything specific.

He had only said he had a dream, only said that Marx's communist ideology echoed in his mind...

He hadn't said he wanted to start a revolution.

Regarding his dream, they had a tacit understanding.

And also...

Jiang Ye quickly realized: "Those superior people's knowledge doesn't include 'Marx'?"

Li Ku nodded: "Their civilization and ours don't have much overlap."

"They are like... a different kind of human."

"So I can righteously express my dream."

Jiang Ye nodded slightly. He suddenly realized...

Li Ku, Song Jie, Qi Anlin...

And that driver uncle from the bus incident.

These "sinners" all seemed to harbor hatred towards the "superior people" of the normal cities in this world.

So, Li Ku's dream might truly be the trend of the times!

It's just...

What Jiang Ye still couldn't figure out was—

They, these sinners, were all completely controlled by the Prison watches.

That is to say, the superior people held their lives in their hands.

Under these circumstances, how could Li Ku's dream possibly come true?

However, after learning that "superior people" might be lurking among the "sinners", this kind of question was clearly not suitable to ask openly anymore.

And right now, the bell that made them "burn with fervor" had been ringing for almost half an hour.

Song Jie glanced at the time and said solemnly: "It's about time to go operate the sewing machines."

So the group moved again, heading to the classroom specifically for operating sewing machines.

The classroom for sinners to operate sewing machines was located on the entire 6th floor of Building 4.

It looked like over a dozen classrooms, each with a layout similar to the practice classroom where they used ice skin.

Except the original desks and chairs had been replaced with individual "sewing machines".

And these "sewing machines" were clearly not the sewing machines from human civilization as remembered by Jiang Ye and the others.

They looked like giant turtles.

A huge "turtle shell" of unknown material, with a total of six holes on the front, back, left, and right.

The holes on the left and right seemed reserved for the turtle's tail and head, the left one larger, the right one smaller.

The four holes on the front and back seemed reserved for the turtle's limbs.

Of course, these holes appeared empty, with no limbs extending from them.

Jiang Ye noticed that after the veteran players entered the sewing machine classroom, their expressions became somewhat grave.

Their only instruction to the newcomers was: "Find your own seats, then observe how the veteran players next to you operate."

Jiang Ye naturally sat next to Song Jie.

Li Ku, still acting like a bodyguard, proactively sat on his left.

He Yuliang and the other newcomer youth sat with Lord Leopard's group, in the row in front of Jiang Ye.

The veteran players acted quickly. Most of them directly took off their shoes and socks, inserting their legs into the two front holes of the "turtle shell".

A few players, relying on their Glyph Pattern Ability, directly cut off their legs and threw them into the two holes.

For example, Song Jie cut off his two legs and stuffed them into the holes.

But soon, he grew two new legs, cut them off, and handed them to Jiang Ye: "These two are for you. Stuff them in to power the sewing machine."

Only then did Jiang Ye realize—

The blood used in making the Blood Skin Coat wasn't just blood.

It was flesh and blood!

From this perspective, Lord Leopard really hadn't lied to He Yuliang.

Even if He Yuliang's blood could fetch a higher price, the 800cc sold for money and the 800cc used to power the sewing machine were probably not the same concept.

And Song Jie had already promised earlier that he would help Jiang Ye with the blood needed for operating the sewing machine.

So Jiang Ye didn't stand on ceremony now. He took the two legs and stuffed them into the holes.

As soon as the flesh and blood were inserted, he felt the turtle-brand sewing machine start to heat up.

The originally bluish-green turtle shell changed color from green to red, or more accurately, a reddish-brown.

Jiang Ye touched it and indeed felt a scalding heat from the reddish-brown surface.

Along with the scalding heat, the texture also changed...

It was as if an invisible film had suddenly grown over the entire turtle shell.

Almost exactly when the entire turtle shell turned completely red, a long needle slowly extended from the small hole for the turtle's tail.

It looked similar to the long needles they had used during their practice on the ice skin.

However, the tail of this needle had a thin red thread connecting it to the small hole.

The veteran players soon picked up that long needle and began working on the film covering the turtle shell.

The entire carving process seemed indeed quite similar to the practice on the ice skin earlier.

However, the players who had directly inserted their legs into the holes would occasionally move their legs, looking as if they were really stepping on something.

They certainly weren't stepping on anything.

Jiang Ye noticed that the exposed leg muscles of these players were clearly in a state of bulging veins.

So it wasn't hard to guess that powering the sewing machine by inserting legs was probably quite unpleasant.

Their leg movements were likely just to alleviate the pain.

This part of the pain was borne by Song Jie for Jiang Ye.

And the patterns for the Blood Skin Coat were directly engraved in his mind through [Grudge Memory].

So his process of making the Blood Skin Coat was relatively smooth.

In fact, he performed even better than some veteran players.

In almost less than half an hour, he successfully completed his first Blood Skin Coat.

After he finished carving all the patterns, the Blood Skin Coat on the turtle shell seemed to molt, peeling off from the turtle's back.

Jiang Ye finally had the privilege of seeing the complete form of the entire Blood Skin Coat—

This entire "skin" that had molted off was as thin as a cicada's wing. If it were to cover a person, it would probably indeed be like human skin, looking indistinguishable.

And on that skin, thin as a cicada's wing, were the blood-colored patterns he had personally carved, forming a perfect picture.

Of course, the entire coat didn't have the shape of clothing; it looked like the oval shape of the turtle shell.

Song Jie beside him proactively explained again: "The Blood Skin Coat seems alive. After being worn by a person, it automatically fits and covers every inch of skin."

As he spoke, Song Jie's first coat was also completed.

He added: "The average production time for one coat is half an hour. So with a 50% success rate, you can make 2 pieces in 2 hours."

"With a 100% success rate, you can make 4 pieces."

"The two extra pieces made will be automatically converted into contribution when we enter Dreamland."

Saying this, Song Jie stuffed his completed coat into the hole on the right, meant for the turtle's head.

"If you don't stuff in 2 pieces, the sewing machine will devour all the player's flesh and blood."

Jiang Ye nodded and also stuffed his completed Blood Skin Coat into the right hole.

It felt like he was feeding a turtle.

As he started working on his second Blood Skin Coat, he couldn't help but ask: "If a newcomer fails to make 2 coats, can they borrow the extra coats made by veteran players?"

"Theoretically, yes." Song Jie nodded directly. "But veteran players aren't charities."

Jiang Ye instantly understood—it required an exchange of benefits.

But often, newcomers probably couldn't offer sufficient benefits.

Then the outcome would be being devoured by this "turtle"...

Jiang Ye suddenly wondered if this "turtle" was just a machine or some kind of captive creature?

Thinking this, he secretly stopped the needle, pressed his forehead against the turtle shell, and attempted another wave of memory theft using [Grudge Memory].

Actually, from the blackboard to Li Ku, Jiang Ye hadn't confirmed that using his forehead to steal memories was more effective.

But whenever he wasn't trying to hide it, he planned to try using his forehead.

And this time, stealing memories, just like with Xiao Hei, yielded a very long memory fragment.

Moreover, the style of this memory fragment was actually similar to Xiao Hei's long memory!

The initial scene of the memory was of icy seawater.

In the scene, various strange and bizarre marine creatures passed by.

Among them were strange giant turtles that looked quite similar to the "turtle-brand sewing machine".

And the fate of these giant turtles was the same as that of the black snakes in Xiao Hei's memory.

They were also arrested by "thin threads".

However, unlike Xiao Hei...

When Xiao Hei was arrested, the "thin thread" only bound that one black snake.

But in the giant turtle's field of vision, a large number of giant turtles were enveloped by a massive, overwhelming net.

The threads on that net were clearly the same existence as the "thin threads" that arrested Xiao Hei.

Even though the giant turtles had extremely tough shells.

The "thin threads" could still penetrate their bodies without leaving any trace on the surface.

And the thin threads invading their physical bodies brought pain almost identical to that in Xiao Hei's memory.

The more they struggled, the more painful it became.

So the giant turtles, like Xiao Hei, stopped struggling.

And their experiences were also similar to Xiao Hei's—

Xiao Hei had its snake scales stripped.

The giant turtles had their shells peeled off.

However, the Grudge Memory stolen from the turtle shell didn't end after the shell was removed.

Jiang Ye even saw the experiences of the turtles' physical bodies without their shells.

They seemed to be placed into some container, their physical bodies mashed up.

In the end, the originally turtle-shaped creatures with heads, tails, and limbs were mashed into a mud-like creature.

It looked as if a new species had been born.

Then this new species was stuffed back into the turtle shells, becoming an even newer species...

It seemed this newer species fed on flesh and blood.

But through the emotions churning in his chest, Jiang Ye faintly felt—

The giant turtle's emotion towards flesh and blood was disgust.

As if it was forced to devour flesh and blood.

From the moment it was arrested, it was filled with hatred.

And this hatred was clearly directed at the same target as Xiao Hei's.

When Jiang Ye regained his senses, he was deep in thought.

First, it was basically confirmed that this "sewing machine" wasn't a machine, but a living creature.

Second, the duration of the memory stolen this time was still longer.

So, what exactly was the common point between these two long-term memories?

Jiang Ye even began to suspect, could it be that both Xiao Hei and the giant turtle had that strange "thin thread" inside their bodies?

He even came up with a new idea...

Should he try feeding this giant turtle a couple drops of his blood?

Who knows if something strange would happen?

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly heard a piercing scream.

Following the sound, he saw a youth being completely swallowed by the holes in the turtle shell!

For a moment, the entire classroom was filled with the thick smell of blood.

But soon, the scream disappeared, the smell of blood vanished, and the classroom returned to calm.

The veteran players didn't even bat an eyelid at such a scene.

But some newcomers were frightened pale.

Jiang Ye heard a veteran player snort meaningfully:

"Unqualified is unqualified. Don't hold onto wishful thinking."

Clearly, that youth must have submitted a "defective" blood coat.

Maybe there were cracks on the blood skin, or perhaps the drawn patterns had some deviation.

Maybe he thought the deviation was minor, held onto wishful thinking, and ended up losing his life...

Jiang Ye didn't have any particular thoughts about this.

Just as he was withdrawing his gaze to continue his own task, he suddenly keenly sensed...

Li Ku, who had withdrawn his gaze at the same time, was looking at him with a strange expression.

With just a single exchange of glances, Jiang Ye suddenly understood the message this guy wanted to convey.