The nth time I met my puppet

Wan Nan was still brought before the doctor, but even so, Wan Nan still refused to give in and even stared at the doctor.

"Good...very good."

The doctor was neither angry nor annoyed, he even smiled and clapped his hands, then handed Wan Nan's sword to her and whispered something seductively into her ear.

"Kill him! As long as you kill him, you will still be my right-hand man. You don't want to be locked up there forever, do you?"

Although the doctor lowered his voice, everyone in the room could hear it. He immediately showed a look of horror, and seemed a little confused in his horror.

Wan Nan didn't even have the slightest hesitation. He reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword without hesitation. He turned around and the sword in his hand drew a sharp arc.

There was a flash of cold light, followed by a dull sound, and the man's head rolled off his neck. Scarlet blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing on Wan Nan's face.

There was less emotion in her eyes, only indifference. In her opinion, no one here was a good person, and no matter whose life she took, there would not be any ripples in her heart.

However, when she raised her eyes, her pupils suddenly contracted. At the end of her sight, an extremely familiar figure appeared. Although this figure had undergone a drastic change compared to her memory.

The once bright and innocent boy's face was now devoid of any trace of innocence. Instead, it was replaced by a chilling coldness and a sinister, ruthless expression.

He stood there quietly, witnessing the bloody and cruel scene before him, but his expression seemed so calm, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

When their eyes met again, Wan Nan couldn't help feeling bitter.

When they met again, they had changed a lot.

"Very good, you did a great job. From today on, you will still be my most capable assistant."

Wan Nan was filled with hatred. How could she not see that the doctor had done this on purpose? He had deliberately reunited them, but this was the scene they met. In his eyes, how could she be the same as she was before?

He couldn't recognize her, but she couldn't speak, she couldn't even expose him.

Wan Nan could only stare at the doctor and curse him a hundred times in her heart. The doctor looked at her expression and laughed. He pinched Wan Nan's chin, and Wan Nan felt a pain in her chin.

"Little mute, be obedient. Otherwise... next time it won't be so easy."

The doctor loosened his grip, chuckled, and patted Wan Nan's face. That seemingly gentle gesture carried a clear warning. If she dared to go against his wishes, the consequences would be disastrous.

"What? You can't even manage your own men?"

He leaned on the side, watching quietly, and even mockingly said something. Wan Nan knew very well that he was no longer a curious person, and perhaps it would be more appropriate to call him a skirmisher.

Now, even his temperament and habits were gradually becoming similar to the Sanbing in her memory. But she didn't want this to happen. She had always wanted to protect that pure white boy so that he could always maintain that beauty. She didn't want him to become like this.

"Haha, there are always a few disobedient people under my command."

The doctor didn't say anything more, and Sanbing didn't ask any more questions. He was not interested in these things, so he left directly. Only the doctor and Wan Nan were left in the room. The doctor looked down at Wan Nan.

"Feeling humiliated? Angry? Resentful? Why don't you just see what he will become in the end?"

Wan Nan was so angry at the doctor that she almost wanted to hit him, but her reason told her that this was absolutely not advisable, so Wan Nan could only swallow her anger.

Wan Nan still looked at the doctor with resentment, wishing she could skin him alive and pull out his tendons, but the doctor suddenly took action. Wan Nan thought the doctor was trying to make trouble again, but she didn't expect that the doctor's attack actually healed most of her injuries.

Wan Nan was speechless and bewildered for a moment, not understanding his actions. However, the doctor understood her confusion.

"You are my most capable assistant now. How can you serve me in this state?"

Wan Nan did not appreciate this, but she had no choice. She was powerless in front of the doctor.

"You seem very curious as to why he came here?"

Even if he didn't say it, Wan Nan would have guessed it. But the doctor brought it up deliberately, as if to irritate her.

"Because of you..."

"Because you killed that child, and he was thirsty for power, so he came here, and all this is because of you..."

Wan Nan bit her lip tightly. She knew that her plan had failed, and the child seemed to have started to have a fever. In addition, he was weak and might not even be able to get through the initial fever.

Children's lives are often the most fragile. A minor illness can take their lives. What would the curious person think when he sees this happen again but is powerless to do anything?

"So all of this is because of you. He became what he is now because of you. Just wait and see what he becomes."

Of course, Wan Nan knew all of this, and she felt guilty about it, but it was definitely not her fault. The source of everything was the doctor, and all of this was a conspiracy that the doctor had planned long ago.

The doctor still looked down on Wan Nan and remained indifferent to her resentful eyes.

"Little mute... Now you should just do what you're supposed to do as an assistant."

The doctor did not restrict Wan Nan's actions and let her move freely, but he knew that Wan Nan would not leave. After all... the scattered soldiers were willing to stay here.

……

Wan Nan has once again become the doctor's most capable assistant, which surprised everyone. As early as when Wan Nan was sent to the laboratory, almost everyone assumed that she was dead.

Even if Wan Nan survived the doctor's hands, they didn't think Wan Nan could live for long, let alone think that she could become the doctor's assistant again.

The most shocked person, of course, was Yan Lin.

"Big sister... you are fine now..."

Yan Lin looked at Wan Nan from across the cage, he was so envious. She was standing outside again, someone he couldn't touch, possessing the freedom he longed for but couldn't achieve.

Wan Nan nodded silently without responding.

Yan Lin's eyes were unconsciously filled with tears. He was so jealous. He didn't want to do it, but he really couldn't control it. On the one hand, he was happy for Wan Nan, but at the same time, he still couldn't suppress his jealousy.

Why? Why can he only be trapped here, without any hope or chance of survival? Why can Wan Nan become the doctor's assistant again even if he encounters the same thing, and have hope of survival, but why doesn't he have it?

"Big sis, I envy you so much... I want to live, I want freedom, I want to go home. Why am I trapped here? Why am I trapped here, waiting for my own death? Big sis, tell me, why?"

Wan Nan smiled bitterly. To her, wasn't she also trapped in this world?

She has been trapped in this world for a long, long time, life after life, never seeing the hope of returning home. Time and time again, she is powerless and can only wait for her own death and the next chance in the next life.

Were their experiences not similar? She saw no hope, and neither did Yan Lin.

She and Yan Lin are the same.

Yan Lin looked at her through the cage, his eyes filled with tears, and even the corners of his mouth were bitten.

"Big sister...congratulations, I hope you regain your freedom..."

But there was no joy on Wan Nan's face. She had never regained her freedom. Everything was pushed around by the circumstances. She tried her best, but things always went in a bad direction.

But Yanlin didn't understand. He was just a child. He had never seen all the hardships Wannan had gone through. He just wanted to... survive.

"Big sister, I want to go home..."

Yan Lin cried as he said this. He had been suppressed here for too long, but he never said a word from beginning to end. He didn't want to be a lamb to be slaughtered. He wanted to seek a chance to survive.

And this sentence... just happened to touch Wan Nan.

They are really alike, even their wishes are the same.

They just... want to go home.

Why is even this small wish a luxury for them?

Wan Nan suddenly wanted to give it a try. She might not have hope, but she wanted to fight for a way home for him.

(I'm writing 2500 words a day now, but it's a little complicated because I don't have an outline. I don't know how to continue writing. Let's see what fate brings. Or what plot do you expect next? If you have any expectations, please tell me. If I can arrange it, I'll arrange it for you.)