Revive Rome: Wait! Why not make the empress fall in love with me first? Chapter 508: 20 Parallel Worlds

Chapter 508: Chapter 20 Parallel Worlds

Nora: …………..

That’s not right! It shouldn’t be this reaction!

Could I have really made a mistake?

A few minutes after the treatnt was complete, the pitiful test subject on the experint table finally ca to and could recount the atrocities of researcher Robert to Nora.

To Nora’s shock and speechlessness, this guy actually said he volunteered?

“Yes,” the test subject said with a grateful but pained smile, “thank you. But I volunteered to take part in this experint. Although it was painful, I… I really need the money to support my family.”

“I told you so,” Valian helped the unconscious Robert researcher off the ground and onto a chair, “how could our Church Court possibly do sothing illegal like abducting innocent people for experints!”

“No!” Nora, though feeling sowhat powerless, still insisted firmly, “You can’t just experint on living people! What about the ethical and moral issues involved here?”

Valian: ……..

Compared to that, isn’t becoming a Transcendent the real ethical and moral issue? Your chromosos have been contaminated by the Magic Potion and have already begun to deviate from the human category!

“Cough, of course, there is oversight by the Scientific Ethics Committee,” Valian coughed, explaining.

Suddenly he rembered sothing and turned to the test subject, “Wait a minute, what were you screaming about? Didn’t Robert give you any anesthetic before implanting the chanical body?”

“Well…” the test subject hemd and hawed, which imdiately made Valian realize there was a problem, his expression grew stern:

“If it’s about skimping on funds and not using anesthesia for clinical trials, that is definitely a violation of humanitarianism. I will order the suspension of Robert’s project…”

“No, please wait!” The test subject quickly got off the table and knelt down on the floor, bursting into tears, “Please don’t bla this Priest, Lord, it was my own request to forgo anesthesia!”

Minutes later, according to the test subject’s statent and the explanation from the now-awoken Robert researcher, Valian and the siblings Nora finally understood the full story.

This test subject had recently migrated with his family from the Outer City into the Inner City and bought a house of less than 30 square ters in the suburbs. To pay the high monthly mortgage paynts, he had signed up for the Church Court’s scientific experints.

Every test required full anesthesia, and calculating on the basis of once a day, the cost of the drugs for a month would be about 18 silver marks. After learning this, the test subject asked Robert researcher to withstand the experints without anesthesia and to convert the saved drug funds into a discount for him.

This was strictly prohibited by the research institute regulations. Because the research funds for each project, including the money for buying instrunts and drugs, were allocated in advance. It wasn’t the case that if you didn’t buy anesthetics, those funds would be cashed out to you.

However, Robert the researcher knew about his difficulties. He had to support two children at ho, and the monthly mortgage was a huge expense. Even with the stable inco from participating in the experints, it still made everyday life very tight. Therefore, he agreed to sell the unused anesthetics in the black market at the end of the month and then hand over the cash obtained to him.

Nora was also terribly shocked to hear this. Those dense and terrifying wounds on his body… Just looking at them, one could imagine the pain of not having anesthesia. And this poor man had already endured for more than half a month?

“Bishop, sir,” Robert’s face was sowhat uneasy, after all, it was a clear violation of regulations.

“Let’s continue to use the anesthetics,” Valian thought for a mont and looked at the test subject, still kneeling on the ground, “The money that should be given to him at the end of the month will be given, and I will personally cover it into your account. Mm, as for the prior violation of regulations, consider it an administrative derit, and report it yourself to the Discipline Inspection Committee.”

“Thank you, Bishop, sir, thank you, Bishop, sir!” The test subject knelt on the ground, unable to express enough gratitude, and Nora also sighed and sincerely apologized to Robert researcher.

“Ah, I’m fine. After all, if I were you and had seen that scene just now, I probably would have had a similar reaction… It’s all a misunderstanding.” Robert graciously waved his hand and then cast a covert glance toward Bishop Valian, clearly saying:

Director, why did you bring your sister in here?

Valian rolled his eyes… well, no, his eyeballs actually rolled upwards montarily, as if to say:

Orders from above.

It was the Holy See’s decision to have my sister Nora enter the research area early to adapt.

Robert also understood imdiately, nodding so subtly it was almost imperceptible. Since it was His Majesty the Holy Throne’s wish, I had no objections.

After leaving the research cabin with Nora, she hesitated for a long ti before finally asking,

“Do we really need to conduct experints on humans?”

“Nora,” Valian said, “you study dicine, so you should know that any scientific experint related to humans inevitably involves clinical trials as the final step. Human volunteers are indispensable.”

“Are there many people like that?” Nora asked in a low voice.

“There are probably a few thousand experintal subjects in our institute,” Valian answered, “and probably over ten thousand throughout the Church Court, all of whom volunteered to participate in long-term experints.”

“For us, it doesn’t really matter who cos; but for them, the compensation they receive from participating in paid experints is the absolute pillar of inco that sustains their family’s livelihood. Just like the person just now said, if he loses his qualification to participate in experints, he won’t be able to maintain his mortgage paynts in the city.”

“And if he can’t maintain the monthly paynts, the house will be taken back by the bank.” Nora was well aware of what followed and thought to herself, “Then he’d be holess, wandering the streets, until he would eventually be expelled from the Inner City.”

“As for the chaotic Outer City, life conditions there are a thousand tis worse than in the Inner City. Humans always yearn for a better life, yet is it truly worth it to sacrifice the present for the sake of pursuing the future?”

She looked down at the tips of her shoes, her thoughts becoming gradually enshrouded in confusion.

Was I too impulsive when I rushed in earlier? But at that mont, he really did seem to be in such agony.

So, for the sake of making a living, people have to endure even extre pain? Because if they lose their qualification to participate, will they face even greater suffering, or even despair?

Yes, the experintal participants signed up voluntarily, trading their physical health for money; the researchers are rely executing the organization’s regulations; and the Church Court conducts these experints in order to advance science, to better benefit human society.

There didn’t seem to be any problems or faults in any layer of the entire chain – upper, middle, or lower.

But then, why are people enduring pain?

Even though Valian had explained it clearly, the sight of the experintal subject’s face, seen through the glass of the cabin, writhing in pain to the point of almost twisting, still lingered in Nora’s mind.

Aske… if it were you, what would you do?

While Nora was caught in a state of confusion, on the other side, Miel and Mia had also arrived at their destination by subway.

The last ti Rasul left, he gave them an address, which was a high-end tailor-made suit shop.

The two little girls walked into the store and saw a tailor with a duckbill cap and gold-rimd glasses turn around.

“Hello, we are here looking for soone,” Miel said politely.

The tailor nodded his head and took out a golden pocket watch, pressing it.

Ti seed to stop at that mont, and all the colors around them were stained gray-white. When Miel and Mia ca to their senses, the scenery around them had returned to normal.

The tailor grasped his duckbill cap and took it off along with the human skin mask underneath, revealing Rasul’s refined face.

“Master?!” Mia looked at him and then looked around in surprise.

The suits that had been hanging on the racks in the store had all disappeared. The wallpaper was torn, the window fras shattered, and the entire suit shop looked as though it had been ransacked by robbers.

Outside was silence; the once bustling crowd passing by the door was now gone, leaving only the empty and dilapidated street.

“Welco to the parallel world,” Rasul said, unable to help smiling at the two little girls who had arrived as expected, “What you have entered is another world line’s Church Court.”

“The Church Court after it was overrun by Emperor Otto’s army.”