Chapter 057 Councillor Mori
"Doctor Mori," someone called him again, but the voice was full of respect. Seeing him stop, they spoke: "New casualties are here."
Mori Ouwai stopped walking. Although he looked tired now, the quality of his white coat had improved a lot.
The same words only made Sen Ouwai blink slowly. His nerves ached from not having a good rest for several days.
He nodded and walked to the recently rebuilt medical room, which had changed a bit from before.
It can't be said to be very good, but at least the injured soldiers had single beds to sleep in, and there were additional medical staff, so a lot of soldiers survived.
"The intervals are a bit too frequent this time. Did something happen up there recently?" Sen Ou asked the soldier who had just been bandaged while packing up his medical equipment outside.
The other party's position is special. It's not big, but he can go to the battlefield and follow the superiors to hear the first-hand orders. It's a pity that not many people realize the importance of this point.
The other party covered his wound with a grin, and answered without any defense when he heard what Sen Ou said: "Captain Sen, I'll tell you the truth, the higher-ups are ready to abandon this area. Those psychics are too scary. There's nothing we can do."
His words showed the numbness and despair of having seen through everything. After knowing that he was doomed to die, he no longer had any hope.
"Click." It was the sound of the medical kit closing. Sen Ou Wai seemed not to hear it. He whispered the doctor's instructions, then stood up and left.
After returning to her lounge, Alice, who was sorting medicines, turned around. She was still like a puppet, but this time she was being controlled by someone.
"Rintaro," a voice as cold as an instrument sounded, "This is the letter of acceptance that the higher-ups gave you three minutes ago."
Sen Ouwai took it silently, opened it and saw that it was indeed an order to transfer him away from this area and go to a war zone.
He himself is still very valuable. After he took over the job of improving the environment on behalf of the officer above him, his abilities were also noticed by those above him.
At least now he still has value, worthy of these people putting him in another trash can that has not been discarded.
But everything he did seemed to have become a joke. He said he wanted to change everything and stop the war, but now that they have given up, everything Mori Owl has done has become meaningless.
Those purple-red eyes, which were once clear and bright, lowered, sinking into the pain and unwillingness, and he just took a deep breath.
After raising his head again, he reached out to smooth out the crumpled paper and spoke to the other self he had created: "Alice, am I doing the right thing?"
No one would answer him. When he chose to come here, he was the only one left besides Mori Owl.
But he still didn't think there was anything wrong, and just kept talking to Alice stubbornly, as if this would make him seem less isolated and helpless.
In the shabby lounge, surrounded by the smell of disinfectant and blood, the delicate girl looked out of place in the room, and he was talking to himself like a madman.
After talking for a long time, he was awakened by the voice outside the door calling him to work again.
Mori Owl rolled up Alice's golden hair. No one knew what he was thinking. All they could see was his determined eyes.
He said the last words: "Growing around the oppressive stone and devouring the nutrients of others is the best solution, right?"
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Mori Ougai left the abandoned area, but he was not the only one who came to the new war zone. There were also hundreds of soldiers with full hands and feet and combat capabilities.
As for the remaining soldiers who were seriously injured and unable to move, they volunteered to use their lives to defend the last dignity of Japan.
Even though we lost, at least it wasn't a bad loss.
When I introduced myself to everyone outside Mori Owl, I saw all kinds of looks: surprise, fear, disgust, and covetousness. It felt both familiar and strange.
They all believed that the soldiers were forced to die voluntarily, after all, who would give up their own life.
Mori Ougai never denied it, and the soldiers he brought here never mentioned a word about it.
Looking at these people, he did not explain anything. These were exactly what he needed. A low-level doctor officer would not attract attention, but a ruthless and powerful doctor would.
After getting a higher position and becoming the head of the entire medical team, Mori Ogai pushed his frail daughter out.
The beautiful girl with blond hair and blue eyes not only became Mori Ogai's assistant, but also isolated those who had ideas about his appearance. The child's appearance was very useful in many cases.
Nothing he did was in vain, everything he did in the abandoned war zone earned him trust and made these soldiers follow him here.
Rumors can certainly lift a person up to a high pedestal, but Mori Ougi's own abilities are also dazzling enough.
He did whatever it took to get the position, but apart from the initial rumors that brought him here, he himself has no negative comments.
Almost everyone thinks that Dr. Mori is a skilled, young, handsome, gentle and perfect doctor.
The branches and vines grow silently, bypassing obstacles silently, surrounding the residence and absorbing everything they want, and growing into a huge creature capable of swallowing everything.
But reality is always cruel and vicious. When we think spring is coming and flowers are blooming, dark clouds will block the sun and then heavy rain will fall, destroying everything.
"Tsk." Sen Ou treated his wounds expressionlessly. He seldom went to the battlefield, but it was not without occasions, so it was inevitable that he would get injured.
There are also many people with PTSD who have healthy hands and feet but cannot go to the battlefield due to psychological problems.
How can this be possible? If there is no problem, let him go to the battlefield. They will all lose, right? ! !
He frowned and subconsciously increased the intensity of the experiment, which made him sober up a little. Originally, those drugs should have been tested a few more times.
But since these people are so fragile, let them hand over their psychology to him. He will make the most fearless choice for them and become the bravest warrior on the battlefield.
Mori Owl bit her hair and tied it up with a hair band in her mouth. The gentle and clear-minded Dr. Mori smiled and put on the white coat that he had prepared.
After taking injections of medicine, everyone who came out of the medical room outside Sen Ou rushed to the battlefield again.
They forgot their past and pain, and only remembered those smiling purple-red eyes telling them to go and fight on the battlefield.
It sounds incredible that a doctor controls one-third of the soldiers and sends them to the battlefield.
Such a ridiculous thing, until the researcher who worked with Mori Ogai couldn't stand it anymore and committed suicide. That person couldn't stand the reproach of his conscience.
In the blood letter he left behind, he denounced the perversion and terror outside of Sen Ou, and roared that human nature has its limits. He could no longer contain the pain and despair of those soldiers, and the wails still echoed in his dreams at midnight.
All the experimenters looked at Mori Ouwai who was standing in front of the corpse, holding the blood letter.
The other person was wearing a tight-fitting military uniform that showed off his well-built and handsome figure. His cold face was sharp, and his purple-red eyes were brewing a storm.
His gaze lingered on "Human Heart Has Limits" for a few moments before he folded the blood letter expressionlessly and put it in his pocket.
People who were nearby heard his silent murmurs: "I should have given him an injection earlier..."
The words without any emotion made them tremble with fear. The person in front of them was like a machine without emotion. Could he not feel the pain in the blood letter? !
Since then, the use of the drug has gradually decreased, mainly because Mori Ougai himself does not want too many people to know about this drug.
He didn't want to be caught by the higher-ups and used as an experiment, he wanted to stand on the front line and watch them.
Moreover, the effect of the drugs used at the beginning gradually weakened, and when people's fear reached a certain level, it could no longer be controlled by the drugs.
Several experimenters other than Mori Owl also disappeared without anyone noticing, and no one knew where they went.
After another war, Mori Ougai came to the street alone with an umbrella. A drizzle was falling and the pedestrians on the street were full of sorrow. After all, the war had spread.
He changed into casual clothes and looked still young, but he no longer had the youthful temperament he had in college. Instead, he looked more mature and stable.
Walking slowly in the rain, listening to the sound of rain hitting the umbrella, it is inevitable to have some negative emotions.
He has almost stagnated in the present, with those above him refusing to let him participate and others becoming less sensitive to him due to the presence of the drug.
Even as he was being gradually removed from the center circle, he would also be abandoned like those abandoned soldiers.
He raised his hands, and the rain hit his white gloves, soaking them and flowing down. He could neither catch them nor keep them, and when the sun rose, they would evaporate and disappear.
Mori Ougai simply withdrew his hand again and continued walking expressionlessly, preparing to buy some cakes for Alice.
While waiting, he, holding a black umbrella, saw the girl with glowing hands in the rain, making the injured bird fly.
At this moment, with new hope in front of him, Mori Ougai couldn't help but smile and tipped the umbrella to the squatting short-haired girl.
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The memory was cut off on the girl's confused face. Chidori slowly opened her eyes and looked at the empty room without any surprise.
He paused for a few seconds, forgetting the memory he had just recalled and contacting Alice.
Alice gave him a big response. She looked up angrily at Shibuzawa Ryuhiko who was standing there. She had her weapon in her hands, so why didn't this guy move?
The leader of this world, Mori Ooga's Alice, may not be able to stop Shibuzawa Ryuhiko, but his Alice can, after all, his Alice is unique.
Shibuzawa Ryuhiko looked at Alice with his scarlet eyes. As the master of superpowers, he certainly saw this unimportant memory.
After all, there is no evidence in this memory to prove that Mori Ougai is his friend, but he likes him very much.
A weed grows and spreads, trying to become a towering tree and hold up the entire country.
It was a ridiculous ideal, but Mori Ouwai had indeed achieved it, and every step he took was in the mud.
Although it is not as bright as the dazzling light of life in his memory, he now has some interest in Alice and Mori Ougai, who are not affected by his supernatural powers.
The amusement made Shibuzawa Ryuhiko stop in his tracks. He stretched out his cold hand and placed it on Alice's head, which was also cold.
"Let's go and meet you again," he paused and smiled mysteriously, "my dear friend."