Chapter 1079 Why Tie Me Up?

Anyway, the Black Star people have short lives. Compared with those who died early, they can at least die easily, so they should be content.

The woman who got the soup first left the line and stood aside. She stared at the liquid in the bowl that looked like clear water for a long time, then carefully put it to her mouth and took a sip.

The seemingly clear soup has a rich aroma that makes people feel warm and satisfied. In all these years, my mouth has only tasted the taste of inferior nutrient solution, but in this taste, I enjoyed the pinnacle of taste.

The taste lingering in the mouth slowly falls into the stomach along the throat like a soul-guiding incense, and the warm feeling rushes into the limbs and internal organs at an extremely fast speed.

This feeling—

“That’s…wonderful!”

"Like little birds, flapping their wings and flying in the sky, free and alive, life is wonderful because of this."

"My whole body feels light and I can't help but want to jump!"

“I want to sing and cheer!”

"I feel like I'm alive again. I'm not afraid of life... Uh, why are you tying me up?"

The unfinished sigh was cut short by Da Qiao and the others' binding. The woman with a better complexion looked at them with a pair of bloodshot eyes, "I don't feel any pain yet."

Da Qiao glanced at her, then deftly tied her up like a dumpling and carried her to the open space nearby, saying, "It will be too late when you feel the pain."

Before he finished speaking, he called out to the people beside him whose eyes were shining brightly because of the woman's comments, "Your turn is not coming soon, remember to keep an eye on her."

Everyone nodded hurriedly, "Okay, we can do this."

At times like this, helping each other is the right thing to do. After all, they also need to drink the soup. If they just stand by and watch now, no one will pay attention to them when the medicine takes effect after they drink it.

When people are in pain and no one is watching, it is easy for them to do irrational things.

You can't let yourself get killed before you recover from your illness.

Bowls of soup were distributed by Jian Yan's hands. Everyone who took the soup drank it, and then became part of the zongzi after being tied up by Da Qiao and the others.

As more and more people drank the soup, the effects had already started to appear on those who drank it earlier.

In order to repair the genes of patients with severe genetic diseases, the pain they need to endure is hundreds or thousands of times that of moderate and mild diseases. Few people can withstand such pain.

Hou Shanbai, a man of considerable strength, is the best example.

But these people are far inferior to Hou Shanbai.

As a result, in the huge square, the sounds of painful wails, screams, roars, curses and so on were endless.

They wanted to roll around, to howl, to kill people, but there were two or three people around them staring at them, suppressing them, so that they could do nothing but vent their anger through their mouths.

Some people with weak tolerance could not bear it anymore and begged the people staring at them to knock them out.

Some people fainted as they got what they wanted, while others did not faint because the guards could not bear it and had to endure it.

As I carried on, the pain disappeared, and what followed was an indescribable sense of relief.

The soul seemed to have lightened several pounds, and the feeling of floating in the air was so comfortable that the person couldn't help sighing.

"Uncle Mose, how do you feel?" One of the young men in charge of surveillance poked his target with his finger and asked curiously.

Uncle Mose is a middle-aged man who looks as old as a man in his seventies or eighties, but is actually only in his early forties.

(End of this chapter)