Another World: My life is on the rise!

He knows.

If there could be someone standing by her side at this time, just like Shirley at that time, just like that little dog, then she might be able to avoid that tragic ending in the rest of her life.

But no more.

Shirley and the little dog were the last shining light in all her memories. From now on, from the time she was imprisoned in this dark orphanage until she fell into hell, there will be no such person. Someone who can lead her out of the quagmire.

To live is to endure torture.

The beauty she longed for only lasted one afternoon, and then quickly ended on that blood-stained night. In other words, from the moment she remembered those childhood experiences, she already knew that the beauty she longed for Any glimmer of hope is gone.

This is her cruel fate.

Across the overlapping phantoms, Linn closed his eyes little by little, lowered his head and sat slumped in front of him. They were facing each other, but endless time separated them.

And the greatest cruelty in the world.

You are right in front of her, but you cannot be a part of her experience, you cannot be the person in the painting.

You can't go back to the past.

You can't change the established facts.

From this moment on, the memories left in her subconscious began to fade, and there was no longer any light. All the pictures gradually turned gray. Maybe this was the last world in her eyes, without a trace of life. There was not even a trace of retention.

But the suffering continues.

For several years to come, her memories were concentrated in this damp and decaying orphanage.

It was life like a concentration camp.

No one cares about the real situation here, because those who can be sent here are either homeless children who are wandering or unsupervised children who have lost their parents. No one cares about their fate. Just like you don't care about the animals in the slaughterhouse.

At first.

All children were forced to work.

But labor was soon eliminated because chronic malnutrition and minimal food supplies made it impossible for them to create more economic value.

After all, they are not adults who can be squeezed to the extreme.

And soon.

Another action that caused huge social shock many years later quietly started in this orphanage.

And it is precisely because this incident was so bad that it indirectly promoted the improvement of the orphanage system and strict supervision many years later, so that the children in the orphanage in the future can be protected from the serious violations of human nature. The destruction of basic moral behavior.

Human experiments.

It was a violent collision between the classical period and the industrial revolution, and it was also a barbaric period of barbaric growth of science.

The huge progress in productivity has also ushered in a period of serious lack of supervision for biology and various unconventional experiments.

Bacteria, viruses, surgery, anatomy and research on human body structure, etc.

Everything is growing wildly and wildly.

And they.

Also known as the "price of science".

And it was at that time that a special institution was secretly established in this orphanage.

Anatomy.

Organ transplant surgery.

Observe what happens to human young children in an environment full of germs.

Or whether having a lobotomy permanently changes a person's mental state.

There are also a series of anti-human social and psychological experiments.

And those people also gave this place a religious and friendly name.

"Garden of Eden."

There is no humanity here, there is not even animality here, here is pure and cruel rationality that makes you feel like you are in the deepest part of hell.

And to the back.

Lin could no longer continue watching. The memory image was like a black-and-white old-fashioned documentary, nakedly displaying all the counter-intuitive and anti-human indifference that humans can commit in front of you. Let your whole heart be immersed in the depths of bone-chilling darkness.

And this is all her experience.

The first experiment she participated in was a study on "pain", an innate feeling of living things.

They wanted to test the threshold of the limit of human tolerance to the feeling of "pain" at different ages, and she was the first sample in that age group.

Drugs, blood, rationality, emptiness.

Lin En could no longer look at it. Even every time she closed her eyes, her numb and empty eyes were what appeared in her mind.

That coldness.

It's so cold that it seems to freeze your bone marrow and bury all the hopes in your heart.

Even at that moment Linn wanted to shatter this illusion.

But the suffering continues.

And this situation lasted for several years, until the research here spread to civilized society, and it was not until it caused violent backlash and denunciation that the government could not withstand the pressure.

Then, a fire broke out quietly.

In the raging flames that burned for several days and nights, everything here was turned into ashes of history.

All the secrets and cruelty that had happened here were burned in that fire.

But she didn't die.

Because she was the best sample in the experiment she experienced, because she was the only child who could survive all the torture, and her limit of pain tolerance far exceeded that of all adults. Individually, she's not even crazy.

She and many of her samples were secretly moved before the fire.

Until...

"I told you we would meet again, kid."

When she opened her numb eyes, she saw the old man who had stitched up the injury on her face a few years ago. His hair seemed to be much grayer, but his face still had a That kind smile, the wrinkles on his face accumulated even more.

Because the war between the North and the South began.

The agency she worked for was also on the verge of bankruptcy after the war began, and the mobilization for the war caused them to lose the secret support of the government.

"Actually, you don't need to be surprised. I was paying attention to you during the sensational murder trial. Do you know? I spent a lot of money to let them send you to that orphanage. Go lobby, because I know there will be some changes in that orphanage soon.”

He fiddled lovingly with the sharp silver scalpels.

"Did you know? I also funded part of the experiments you participated in, because really, when I first saw you, I could tell you were a special child."

His eyes grew kinder.

"You are special."

"Even after I saw the results of the experiment with my own eyes, I couldn't help but be surprised, because after the fourth experimental result, your heart stopped beating for a full fifteen minutes."

He came closer little by little, the expression on his face became serious and inquiring, and he stared into her numb eyes like never before.

He finally spoke.

"But you are still alive."

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