jdhmnovel Chapter 755 - 665: Observer of a Compassionate Civilization (7)
Chapter 755 - 665: Observer of a Compassionate Civilization (7)
"Medical Immortal... Medical Immortal!"
The twisted face emits a wailing cry.
The frame freezes at this moment, Bai Youyou seems to realize something and rewinds the timeline.
At dawn, the entire stronghold has turned into ruins, pale ashes falling in the sky, and the company’s cleanup team is heavily dressed in protective suits, using flamethrowers to clear away those ’people’ who have grown together with the ground.
Strictly speaking, they are no longer considered people but rather plants fused together with flesh and blood, these creatures’ chest cavities still pulsate, getting closer, you can even hear their breathing.
Silent wails.
"Cleanup team C291 has arrived at the target location, carrying out the cleanup task."
"Check your protective suits, and be careful not to inhale the dust produced after burning these things."
"What exactly happened here?"
A member of the cleanup team stops, staring at the desolate scene in front, unable to snap back to reality for a long time.
"Are they... humans?"
"They are exiled inhabitants."
Another cleanup member said as they walked over.
The Wastelands are scattered with research institutes and outposts of major corporations, used for exploring resources or studying ’miracles’ and certain unnamed things existing in the Mysterious Domain. With these bases as the center radiating outward, a circle of safe zones would form, and over time, small and large settlements would be established.
Of course, safety here is only relative, the company’s cleanup teams periodically sweep away miracles, but the fierce beasts and resource scarcity on the Wastelands remain a significant threat to survival.
Members of settlements include exiled prisoners and family members of researchers, collectively referred to as exiled inhabitants. Because they have certain value yet pose no threat, the company tacitly acknowledges the existence of these exiled inhabitants, even supplying them with resources every month.
There are rumors that the company uses the settlements of these exiled inhabitants as testing grounds for the miracles under study.
For prisoners who have witnessed the company’s heinous acts, they are more willing to believe the rumors are true.
The more heinous and horrifying, the more credible.
This place is isolated from the world, no one knows what happened here.
They certainly don’t believe the company supplies these exiled inhabitants out of humanitarianism.
There’s a saying that’s quite apt, in today’s entrenched corporate colonialism, when you think your life is rotten and worthless, why not find a company dog.
They can always help you create value.
"Exiled inhabitants? Are those branches growing out of them?"
A cleanup team member who has never seen such a scene can’t bear it anymore, retching a few times and vomiting, filling his entire mask with filthy vomit.
"Damn, stay away, don’t touch me!" The person standing close jumps away.
"Who knows." Another cleanup team member says listlessly.
"Have you heard of the ’Medical Immortal’s Secret Transmission’?" His tone becomes mysterious.
"Medical Immortal’s Secret Transmission?"
"Elixirs, ordinary people get them, can flesh grow over bones, revive the dead, mend broken bones with a swipe, reattach severed heads with a swipe to open mouths and talk."
"Damn it, what are you talking about!"
Apparently realizing he got too excited, another cleanup team member lowers his voice.
"Sounds like something those Jiulong cultists would say."
"Just rumors, but the Medical Immortal is real, the one wanted by Life Daylight, reportedly gives a pill that can cure all diseases, mends muscles and bones, the side effect is..."
That cleanup team member raises his brows, looking at the surroundings in chaos, everything is self-evident.
"Hey, Cleanup team member 0130, Cleanup team member 0131, no talking during cleanup tasks, do your job!"
The cleanup squad monitor shouts, interrupting them.
With the cleanup task completed.
These cleanup team members line up, counting off, waiting for the company’s reception as usual.
They are exiled prisoners, some even felons sentenced to death, once they fall into the company’s hands, they lose all freedom and dignity, even their names are stripped away, replaced by the cleanup team’s numbers, they can only serve the company for the rest of their lives.
These kind of people, are best at dealing with these messes, not much professional training is needed, if one dies, another batch is replaced.
However, this time waiting for them was no longer the company’s transport aircraft.
It was the cold barrel of a gun.
This batch of cleanup team members was all dealt with, without exception, including the captain and the monitor.
The truth has surfaced.
This part of her memory was deleted by the family.
Or rather, this is already an unknown number of times her memory was deleted.
Another self who killed ’her’, after her death, implants a new memory, replacing her.
Her mother, a long time ago, lied to her.
The company executive did not defect, just lost value, and knowing too much, was simply cleaned up by the company.
The marked date was not when the man knew his death date, but the date the company promised to take him away from here.
The man named Corosus, until his death, couldn’t believe that after dedicating his life’s toil to the company isolated on this snowy mountain, his end was not the fulfillment of promises, but cleanup.
Scenes of the man and the young girl sharing empathy in the cabin gush into Bai Youyou’s mind.
She killed Corosus and the unnamed girl.
As for everything that happened in Xiong Family Stronghold, it had nothing to do with Corosus, similarly, it was just Bai Wei’an’s lie to console her, she was cleaned after transmitting her consciousness as ’disobedient’.
Faced with a disobedient child, the mother only needs to replace her with a more obedient self...
Bai Youyou doesn’t want to think about anything related to that Medical Immortal, a shapeless sadness envelops her, colder than water, yet she doesn’t feel much sorrow.
She is almost losing the ability to feel emotions.
She sees the crimson high wall swell to engulf everything, under the blood-red sky, human bodies are torn apart, survivors struggle, despair, and numb themselves in the endless river of time.
She sees cursed snowflakes fall on people’s heads, men frozen into statues still strumming guitars on the snowy ground, children born in black and white destined to face a cruel icy world, countless people create while lament, yet ultimately inevitable is the faded exhaustion.
She sees people shrouded in fear cling to spider silk for survival, the wars within giant cities never cease, countless families shattered. In the autumn season, widows and children stand silently before tombstones, no one knows how long this war will last.
She sees people fighting for a bite of food on the Wastelands.
She sees countless marginalized people working in toxic gas, ultimately falling under roaring machines.
She sees parents’ incessant sighs and children’s innocent mature gazes at family dinner tables.
She sees in harsh environments, the darkest and selfish side of humanity.
She sees in affluent environments, the most hypocritical and degrading side of humanity.
She sees even the faintest glow consumed by darkness.
She sees people like timber, thrown into incinerators, fueling the wheels of the steam locomotive era moving forward.
Ideals are always buried in the face of harsh reality, ordinary people’s lamentation abounds.
Bai Youyou cradles this world in her hands; a world full of scars, everything in it dissected into countless unfolding scenes.
The girl’s gray-white hair floats in the water, red pupils silently observing everything in the world, divine light flows in her eyes.
It is a world of sadness.
It is a civilization heavy-laden, heading towards extinction.
She lacks the power to change anything.
She is the observer of civilization in lament.