Demon Lord 3

Zhou Chuyuan said: "Okay, kill us or chop us up as you like. We didn't follow the rules. How do you punish us now? Injections or medicine? The needles and medicines you use are harmful to the human body. No matter what, they will slowly make the body's functions deteriorate. What kind of tranquilizer? It can be used so many times a day. Will it be addictive after a long time? You haven't tested this kind of thing, right? Don't you take human life as a human being? You call yourself a doctor, which is worse than beasts. Even if I were a doctor, I would never do such a thing, don't you think so?" The doctor opposite also laughed: "You really brought me a lot of surprises! I will answer you slowly. We have also experienced that kind of medicine. Didn't I say it? No one was recruited from outside. We were all patients before. The body function will indeed deteriorate slowly. But if you don't become a doctor, how many days do you think you will be a patient? One day, two days, one year or two? You can't leave here unless you die. After you die, your ashes may be buried here. The dead god doesn't know No one will find out, and no one outside will look for you. Do you know your own records? Maybe you don't remember, so why are you here looking? If you're the real records, then you can't be here to see them. There are two possibilities. One is that you're lying, you actually have an identity, but you're pretending not to know. The other possibility is that you don't remember, which proves there's something wrong with you. I just proved you don't have a problem, so that means you're hiding something from me, but I don't care. After all, you passed the test and deserve to be a doctor. Do you know your second question? Why should I stop you? Or why should we, as doctors, harm those patients? These things are of course thanks to the system we've been living under. We work so hard, we're not sick, and finally, after passing the test, we become doctors, but we can't leave here unless we die. It's unfair." I asked a few more questions about the director, and the doctor said he had no idea he was a patient. How could anyone know these things? After proving he wasn't a patient, he was assigned the position of doctor. He didn't want those people to become doctors, and he didn't want them to live comfortably. He'd lost his freedom, and there was no way out except death. This would mean both freedom and the abyss. Only death could escape death, representing both freedom and the abyss. Life and death couldn't coexist here. A humiliating existence meant being trapped in a cage, while a righteous death meant tumbling into the abyss. I was curious, who was the highest-ranking doctor here? The man shook his head and said he didn't know. Doctors didn't have a hierarchy, nor did anyone assign tasks to anyone else, so these questions were practically irrelevant. I was about to say that the lack of hierarchy here was a relatively good place, a place of universal peace, but then I froze. The hierarchy was too obvious. Doctors and patients were the only two levels. Wouldn't that be chaotic? It's like why schools are sometimes chaotic: it's because of the distinction between students and teachers. But if teachers want to manage students well and keep the school and the classes organized, they need to establish class committees and establish leadership within the school. What exactly is Lin Zhenfei's purpose? Is this to cure those people's illnesses, or make them worse, or has he already told us this? They're here to experiment on them. They've done nothing good. They just want to make them die faster, or to truly distinguish between those with illnesses and those without, record their data, and then modify their genes, ultimately curing some people's illnesses this way. Take Li Ruke, for example. Guan Xixi seemed confident, and it must be more than just her medical skills and the herbs she found. Zhou Chuyuan said, "Don't be afraid, doctor. I have a few questions. I'm actually curious about where all the supplies come from. The food and drinks are distributed daily. Are they distributed uniformly? Doesn't anyone bring them in?" The doctor said helplessly, "Everything you can think of, I've already thought of. There's a trace of everything."