pain……
Why is he still conscious...?
I'm not dead?
Ye Qiuling opened her eyes uncomfortably and sat up from the ground.
Looking up at the building in front of me, which was so different from the stars, I felt a little lost.
He looked down at his hands, closed his eyes in disbelief, and looked down again.
The action was repeated three times.
Ye Qiuling then confirmed something truly terrifying.
Why……
She's a child now?!
She suddenly stood up and ran outside, only to find herself on a deserted mountain.
I can't find a mirror.
But his body only looks like that of a five or six-year-old.
She got tired after running for a while and leaned against a tree, panting.
He punched the big tree as if to vent his anger.
Damn it, what's going on?
Where is this place? Why has she turned into a child?
Ye Qiuling sat down on the ground to rest, clutching her head in pain.
"Hey, there's another one on the road?"
A couple wearing masks and protective suits drove up the mountain.
The person in protective gear sitting in the passenger seat, whistling, suddenly saw Ye Qiuling resting by the tree. He called out to his partner, and the two looked at each other.
The person who first discovered Ye Qiuling spoke with malice: "Anyway, the doctor and the others want a bunch of kids, they didn't say the exact number, so catching one more won't hurt."
"Can."
The driver nodded in agreement, brought the car to a stop, and the two got out at the same time.
Ye Qiuling looked warily at the two men in protective suits in front of her, her jaw clenched, her eyes scanning her surroundings, finding no place to hide.
Damn it, I was already exhausted, and I never expected to run into bad guys.
When they approached her, Ye Qiuling noticed that they carried a kind of malevolent aura that ordinary people didn't have—an aura emanating from a living being.
But she couldn't run away; her body was too weak, and she couldn't run very far.
When the sleeping pill was sprayed onto Ye Qiuling, her vision went black and she fell into a coma.
When I opened my eyes again, I was in a place that resembled a gladiatorial arena.
Many children wore expressions of fear and helplessness, and some hugged each other and cried.
Ye Qiuling couldn't understand what was going on.
He slowly stood up, supporting himself against the wall.
Ding—
Suddenly, the overhead lights came on, and a huge screen lit up, revealing a young couple to all the children.
The camera slowly panned down and focused on an eight- or nine-year-old child.
Upon seeing the person clearly, Ye Qiuling's pupils contracted sharply.
Xia Shizhao! ?
Their facial features are very similar, but their expressions are completely different. They lack any human warmth and are as cold as a mannequin.
Completely different from Xia Shizhao, who has a gentle aura.
The child stared coldly at the screen, speaking in a flat tone, seemingly showing no interest in and even some annoyance towards the child on the screen.
He opened and closed his mouth and said something.
They couldn't hear her, but Ye Qiuling read it by lip movements. She said:
"Don't waste my time, my research isn't finished yet."
The couple's mouths were open as if they were smiling, and they tilted their heads to say something to her.
Then Ye Qiuling saw the child seem to think for a while, nod, sit down, and look back at the screen.
His eyes remained cold and indifferent, showing a disregard and a lack of concern for life.
Sizzle, sizzle—
A piercing microphone blared from above, and a young man's voice came through: "Only one of you 20 can live, and then stay behind to be my daughter's toy."
There are weapons in the cabinet, only five available, first come, first served!
His tone was flippant and casual, as if he were treating this cruel act as an ordinary game.
After hearing his words, Ye Qiuling felt that they were crazy, crazy people who treated life as a game.
Some of the older children on the field had already realized what was happening; some cried out in fear, while others tried to grab weapons from the counter.
After regaining her senses for a while, Ye Qiuling listened to their conversation and learned that these children seemed to be orphans.
No one will come to save them.
No one will notice their disappearance.
So... in order to survive, they will stop at nothing and start killing each other.
Initially, they targeted young children, who were completely defenseless.
Ye Qiuling didn't want to kill these young children, so she could only keep dodging their attacks.
He would look up at the big screen every now and then.
The child's eyes remained expressionless, seemingly unaffected by the bloody scene on the screen.
The game has become incredibly fierce.
Ye Qiuling looked at the young children lying lifelessly on the ground, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes.
She has no choice in the matter; her current abilities are only enough to protect herself, and trying to save others is simply a pipe dream.
There were two older children, covered in blood. They looked at each other and, without prior arrangement, put Ye Qiuling, who was unarmed and seemed the weakest, last, and they started fighting each other.
Ye Qiuling saw them stab each other, and then fall to the ground together.
There was a strong smell of blood at the tip of my nose.
There are also more than a dozen children who have lost their lives.
She stood in the shadows by the wall, looking at the scene before her with a gloomy expression.
Loud applause erupted from the screen, and the man spoke again: "Congratulations to this little one for surviving to the end. Someone will come to pick you up later."
Ye Qiuling couldn't understand why anyone would think that a child who had witnessed peers killing each other would still be mentally normal, and would dare to keep their daughter by their side.
Are you sick?
Forget it, a healthy person wouldn't do these things.
A moment later, the door opened, and a woman in a white coat walked in, wearing high heels. She kicked the corpse blocking her path with some disdain, holding a bottle of medicine in her hand, and said in an arrogant and disdainful tone: "Drink this."
Ye Qiuling looked at the medicine tube and smelled the odor.
It's a memory-altering drug...
Isn't that something Xia Shizhao researched?!
She looked up in shock at the woman, only to see her impatiently pinching her mouth shut and pouring the medicine down her throat.
Ye Qiuling narrowed her eyes and pinched her waist hard with her left hand.
"The drug has a flaw: as long as the pain is maintained, the memory will not be forgotten. This is something I discovered later."
Xia Shizhao said this when he handed her the medicine.
She had also witnessed the effects of the drug; her eyes gradually became dull, and she could replace her original memories with a story made up by others.
After feeding the medicine, the woman disdainfully took out a handkerchief and led the dazed Ye Qiuling out: "You are a lively and cheerful orphan. Because Number Ten likes you very much, she brought you back to keep Number Ten company. You will do whatever Number Ten asks you to do."
Ye Qiuling nodded slowly, her eyes glazed over.
The woman stood up with satisfaction and led her to another place.
Pressing a light green switch, a secret passage appeared before them. The tunnel was pitch black and they couldn't see anything. Ye Qiuling, whose eyesight had returned to normal, was puzzled by the potion she had just drunk.
What exactly is going on, and why are there drugs that can alter memories?
Didn't Zhao Zhao say that she invented it? Why do these people have it?
Moreover, the technology here is clearly far behind that of interstellar travel.
How could such a drug exist?
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