Rats and Hope
"I... this is..."
Fang Liangye retched continuously for a long ti before slowly standing up with a deathly pale face, his body trembling uncontrollably.
Fang Liangye was, after all, just an Ordinary Person. Chen Ling's mories were too stimulating for him. A gentle and harmless body paired with extrely bloody mories caused a strong rejection reaction between his soul and body.
Subjectively, he felt these mories were nothing much, but the instincts carved into his body simply couldn't accept them.
Just as Fang Liangye was still digesting his mories, a figure walked over from the end of the dim corridor. Seeing him leaning against the edge of the bed in pain, that person exclaid in shock and quickly approached.
"Liangye, are you alright?"
Fang Liangye felt a soft palm gently patting his back, and a voice full of worry sounded.
He looked back, only to see a young girl wearing a purple dress standing behind him. Her silver earrings swayed gently with her patting, and a pair of pitch-black eyes shimred like glazed glass.
Seeing that face, Fang Liangye's heart jolted slightly.
"...Miss Wu?"
The young girl froze. Her gaze toward Fang Liangye was sowhat resentful. "Durand was right, your head is indeed broken... Didn't we agree that calling Duo-duo is fine? Calling Miss Wu now is so distant."
"Miss Wu, how could you... be here?" Fang Liangye stood blankly in place, seemingly still hasn't recovered his senses. "Weren't you back in the Red Dust Domain when you..."
Wu Duo looked at him with a strange expression. After a long while, she let out a long sigh.
"You're quite seriously ill..."
Wu Duo was a native of the Wuji Domain and had never been to any Red Dust Domain. She and Fang Liangye t not long ago. At that ti, following Durand's instructions, she went to contact the citizen organizations within the Wuji Domain. After all, wizards like them were currently hiding in the dark. If they wanted to protect the citizens, they had to unite with these public citizen organizations.
Through her contact with Fang Liangye, they beca increasingly familiar. Wu Duo already had a favorable impression of this young man who was gentle inside but dared to challenge the status quo. Previously, when Fang Liangye was arrested, it was also Wu Duo who begged Durand and activated the power of the Rat Party to rescue him.
But looking at it now, Fang Liangye's mories were completely ssed up.
"Regardless, I should explain it to you." Wu Duo tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Because of the need for confidentiality, I only told you before that I could use my wizard power to help you rescue citizens and resist the struggle... Actually, there's an organization behind entirely composed of wizards. We call ourselves the 'Rat Party'."
"Rat Party..." Fang Liangye frowned as he spoke. "This na... is truly special."
"Durand ca up with this na too. He said the current Wuji Domain is a dark prison, and only rats can possess freedom." Wu Duo paused for a mont, a flash of determination in her eyes.
"Weak rats cannot make the sun rise again, so they spread hope in the darkness and dampness."
Fang Liangye stood stunned in place, seemingly touched by this sentence. From the depths of his bodily instincts, a sense of resonance slowly rose.
"...You are always doing great things, Miss Wu."
Fang Liangye looked into Wu Duo's eyes, earnest and sincere.
In his mory, Wu Duo's figure overlapped with that blurry young girl wearing a long dress and carrying a Leather Suitcase. An inexplicable emotion climbed into his heart... Fang Liangye couldn't articulate what kind of feeling that was, but among all the people he had t in the past, the young girl before him was special.
Feeling Fang Liangye's gaze, a blush flew across Wu Duo's cheeks. She turned her head slightly away, no longer eting Fang Liangye's eyes:
"Mm... oh right... Co with , I'll show you so things."
Wu Duo pulled Fang Liangye and walked briskly toward the passage on the other side.
Fang Liangye followed Wu Duo, shuttling through dim and complex passages. The underground drainage system of the Wuji Domain was simply too complex, like a giant maze, and even had a large number of ascending and descending stairs... After just turning at three or four places, Fang Liangye lost his sense of direction.
Fang Liangye felt his location getting deeper and deeper. After about a few minutes, his vision suddenly opened up.
Giant pillars towered in the gloom. Nearly a hundred Kerosene Lamps hung on the nearby walls, illuminating a large open space. Set against the extrely high ceiling, this sewer area looked like a magnificent palace.
And at this mont, dozens of figures were lying on the ground in the open space. They had thick but dirty bedding underneath them, and their complexions were not very good. So even crawled at the edge of their bedding, coughing up blood frantically.
Judging from their attire, they were all residents of the Wuji Domain, and most still wore factory uniforms.
In front of them, an old man was sitting cross-legged. His palm moved over the young man who was coughing blood the most severely, seemingly massaging with a special technique. At the sa ti, streams of milky-white radiance drilled from his palm into the young man's body, and the violent coughing began to slow down...
"This is..." Fang Liangye was sowhat astonished.
"The Silver Governnt forces the youth to work eighteen hours a day in factory production. The physical condition of a large number of youths is rapidly declining. However, due to the mandatory working hours, most people simply have no ti to see a doctor... Even if they do, the dical resources of the Wuji Domain are far from enough. You should be very clear about this." Wu Duo sighed deeply,
"Therefore, we secretly receive so seriously ill residents and use 'witchcraft' to treat them... But for so reason, as ti passes, more and more people are getting sick, and we can hardly keep up with the treatnts."
"Eighteen hours of production work..."
Fang Liangye wasn't that surprised by this duration. After all, in his chaotic mories, before the Great Cataclysm, the working hours of many corporate slaves in big factories were also this long. Even students in so areas, under imnse pressure, would study Risking One's Life like this.
"Let's put the working hours aside for now. What kind of work makes people sick like this?" Fang Liangye pointed at the frantically blood-coughing young man and asked.
"I don't really understand either... Anyway, after the Silver King arrived, he forced all the youths into production labor. As for exactly what is being produced, hardly anyone knows. Even the workers in the workshops themselves are unclear."
Wu Duo shook her head.
"It's not production, it's processing." A voice ca from behind.
Durand, wearing a Black Alchemical Robes, swept his gaze over the nurous seriously ill figures on the ground, his hands under the sleeves clenching tightly. "Cobalt-60, Strontium-90, Caesium-137... They are processing large amounts of Radioactive Material. In addition to that, there are also explosives like TNT."
Hearing this sentence, Fang Liangye was stunned.
He seed to have thought of sothing, his pupils contracting slightly...
Durand's voice sounded again:
"The Silver King is mass-producing Dirty Bombs."
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