dramatic death

Yin Tong smiled with difficulty.

"Teacher Wen is very suitable for telling ghost stories." His voice was a little dry, and the words he said were like gravel, making his throat sore. "Your description makes me feel that I have advanced a lot on the road of inhumanity." Step. After all, I lost my memory until now and haven’t had time to cut myself open to see, maybe I will really get a mechanical arm after picking up the knife, and the cut is still connected to the data cable.”

Wen Qiu smiled and shook his head: "I didn't mean that, the 'Yin Tong' I know is indeed a human being, at least at this time, I mean, in the memory scene you are experiencing now, 'Yin Tong' is indeed a human being. Humanity."

"Thanks to your good words, I hope I have not had time to be reformed by someone."

Wen Qiu curled his lips and gave a chuckle, turned around and stepped on the steps leading upstairs.He didn't look back, and the sound hit the wall of the corridor, which seemed a bit empty.

"We're talking as we walk? It's getting dark. According to the general conclusion of the game, I'm afraid nothing good will happen if we stay in the corridor after dark."

Yin Tong looked at his back gradually sinking into the darkness, and said with a smile: "Teacher Wen is indeed well-informed."

Wen Qiu didn't reply, and walked up the stairs with downcast eyes.The activity room of the small group is at the top of the corridor on the fifth floor, facing the classroom where Yintong stayed at the beginning, the bright red sunset crossed the cold glass windows and stopped at the corner of the stairwell, laying square red carpets. Wen Qiu's figure was slightly blurred.

Yin Tong squinted his eyes and watched his back, and heard his soft voice echoing in the corridor.

"When I met you later, you were no longer that scary-looking little Douding."

"I met you at school."

When he was transferred to this school, Wen Qiu didn't know what happened. He thought that what he received was an ordinary transfer order, except that the place he was assigned was a little desolate—Deerlicott is the country's garbage dump , all domestic waste will be transported here to form the "food" that the people of the abandoned city depend on for survival.

Before coming here, he never thought that there would be a school in this place, and he never thought that this school would become the experimental cabin of the Academy of Sciences.

"When I saw those children going to the school hospital to get vaccinated every Friday, I didn't know whether I was crazy or the Academy of Sciences was crazy. In such a big school, there are 1 There are more than ten thousand people, where did they find so many children, where did they find so many little white mice?"

"I thought someone would stop them," Wen Qiu chuckled, "I found out later that no one is willing to meddle in all of this."

"The existence of this school supports the economy of the entire abandoned city. Regardless of how much manpower and material resources it takes to open up a school in a garbage dump outside the city, just these children and these experimental products can each provide the original family a year. Earn a subsidy of [-]. As long as the experimental subject is still alive, money will continue to pour into this dilapidated city. You may not understand how valuable [-] is to the homeless every year. Yintong, you just Remember, this price point means they don’t need to cut off the intact parts of their loved ones when they are terminally ill and bake them to fill the empty bellies.”

Wen Qiu heard the footsteps behind him stop, and only the sound of breathing remained in the empty corridor.

"Exchanging the lives of a family with a child is a sure-fire business in their eyes," he continued walking up the stairs without stopping, "after all, morality is the last shackle that imprisons humanity. When interest has chopped the bolt, it is the weakest thing."

"Here (in the school), people don't need morality."

"Probably in the place where we met today, more than a year before the current game time, I was in that corridor and saw a transfer student being bullied by classmates in the class."

In a barbaric land with backward knowledge, there are countless people who fight for petty gains, so when Wen Qiu saw people fighting in the square downstairs through the window, he had no intention of stepping forward to stop them.

What's the use of stopping?For the "guinea pigs" who have stayed in the school since the beginning, there is nothing more annoying than the "normal" outsiders.They (transfer students) don't have to bear the pain they have suffered, and they don't have to encounter the nightmares they have encountered. They (transfer students) are "healthy" and what they lose is "freedom".

However, the mice were unable to make a sound of protest. They were jealous and angry. They had no way to obtain fairness, so they could only vent their anger unscrupulously.

"I saw them put the transfer student's head in the dirt in the flower bed downstairs, take off his clothes and shoes, and looked like they wanted to plant him upside down in the flower bed. It made a booing sound, and it looked very strange, like a savage seeing fire for the first time, his facial expression twisted into a ball, revealing excitement but unable to conceal fear."

"Then a little girl rushed out of the teaching building."

"It's so fierce," Wen Qiu said with a soft laugh, "Everyone was shocked when she yelled out, those lunatics who were around the transfer students tried to yell back, but they were smashed by the little girl with a stool I dare not say anything."

"She rushed to the edge of the flower bed and scolded the transfer students while digging them out. She said, 'You're stupid! Don't you resist? That's helping the idiots. Next time, beat them too!'"

"The moment the transfer student looked up, I realized it was you."

"You are really great."

Yin Tong was taken aback by Wen Qiu's sincere emotion, raised his head and asked blankly: "What?"

Wen Qiu shook his head, with a smile in his voice, almost overflowing with admiration.

"You may not remember it now," he said, "but at the time, whether you were beaten or insulted, or even buried upside down in the ground, you never resisted, and you looked like a simple and fragile little boy. Pitiful."

"But you're actually pretending."

"Pretend to your instructor, the little girl named Tan Xiao."

After more than a year, Wen Qiu still feels admiration when recalling this incident.In the situation of being under surveillance at that time, among all the transfer students, only Yintong resisted the isolation and oppression.He disguised himself as a fool, a young master with no power to restrain a chicken, he couldn't stay alone, if he didn't pay attention, he would fall limp or be beaten to death.

He needs the instructor to be by his side at all times, to monitor, look after, and accompany him at all times.

Even help him get revenge.

"I wasn't surprised when I knew that those little classmates who beat you went to the hospital," Wen Qiu sighed softly, "It's only half a semester, and that little girl Tan Xiao is going to be tortured like crazy by you." In order to prevent you from accidentally returning to the west, she didn't dare to leave your side at all. She was obviously the instructor who monitored you, but she was trained to become your vicious dog in the end."

Until later, An Qi transferred in.

"Do you remember An Qi?" Wen Qiu asked.

After Yin Tong nodded her head, she was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly remembered that the other party might not be able to see her, so she lowered her eyes and let out a "huh".

Wen Qiu said with a smile: "I think you also remember, even if you don't remember, as long as that child An Qi hasn't passed away, he should find a way to come back to you."

"You are his 'master' after all."

Yintong bent the corner of his lower lip with difficulty, trying to pull out a kind smile.However, he failed, so that the expression on his face was distorted like a grimace mask sold at a temple fair.

"You're calling me a heinous pervert," he said. "Have I ever been such a jerk?"

Wen Qiu shook his head: "No, we all like you quite a bit, this should be considered your personal charm."

"It's just that halfway through, there was a little problem with your personal charm."

No one expected that An Qi would suddenly lose his mind and stab Dong Tiantian in the classroom.It's like no one expected that Yang Xu hypnotized An Qi in order to "revenge" Dong Tiantian.

Yin Tong asked: "Yang Xu?"

"A student from junior high school is one of the eleven people we transferred to." Wen Qiu was silent for a while, then sighed suddenly, "You really forgot quite completely."

Yin Tong let out a "hmm", and the tip of his tongue wrapped around Christie's name three times, but he still didn't say it: "And then? Yang Xu hypnotized An Qi? This kid can still hypnotize?"

Wen Qiu smiled: "It's just a trick. Every night, let your classmate An consciously walk to the open space behind the school hospital."

"But what he did later was a little too much."

Yang Xu gathered a group of "students" and broke every knuckle of An Qi's right hand with the rusty water pipes in the school warehouse every day starting at three o'clock in the morning.

Day after day, he was irrationally intoxicated in this revenge, so excited that he was even addicted.

"Didn't I stop it?" Yin Tong asked.

"You persuade me," Wen Qiu's smiling voice came from the front, like a pair of heavy handcuffs, and instantly grabbed Yintong's neck, "you find Yang Xu and advise him 'don't be so cruel, enough is enough up'."

"But Yang Xu didn't listen."

——"'Enough is enough'?" Yang Xu's eyes dimmed the cold moonlight in the middle of the night, his brows were furrowed tightly, like a ferocious wolf, "Why didn't he know 'enough is enough' when he stabbed my Dong Xiaotian? More than 30 Down, more than 30 times, Yin Tong! The fucking bastard stabbed the pen so hard! Why doesn’t he know when enough is enough!”

—— "Then how many more times do you want to continue?" Yin Tong asked, "More than 30 times to break him? At least you can count it with one finger. How can you get back your money if you hit him six times?"

——Yang Xu smiled: "I can't get it back. Every time I think about it, my whole temple hurts like it's split open. I can't sleep all night, and he will pay the price."

——"Isn't he headstrong? Don't you think that the boss is his second child? I don't call it punishment, Boss Yin, I call it helping you educate your children."