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Chapter 402 Que Zhiyun's Childhood Experiences, Iron Will

Seeing the child's downcast eyes and resigned expression, the room fell silent again.

There were fifteen companions, plus the child himself, making a total of sixteen people.

But now, including the child himself, only four survived, a mere quarter.

What about the other three-quarters, that is, the twelve children who were about the same age as the children? How did they die?

Thinking of something she had witnessed firsthand and almost experienced herself, Que Zhiyun couldn't help but slam her fist on the table beside her. "Damn it!"

Que Lu turned his head and saw her eyes were red with anger. He guessed that she was probably thinking about some bad things in the past. He reached out and patted her shoulder. "Little Cloud, that matter is over."

“I know,” Que Zhiyun gritted her teeth and took a deep breath, “but if I weren’t a member of the Que family, could I really have escaped that time?”

Que Lu was speechless.

He knew in his heart that if Xiao Yunduo didn't have the surname Que and was just an ordinary family's child, the possibility of her being rescued would be infinitesimally small, almost nonexistent!
"Moreover, I now suspect that the place was not completely destroyed back then, but has now been rebuilt. This child, and his companions, are all victims."

These words made Que Lu's face darken considerably.

He wasn't much older when Xiaoyunduo had her accident, but he remembered that the Que family had almost mobilized the entire clan to find Xiaoyunduo and destroyed the place that the Que family members who had been inside still kept a deep secret from.

Even though she only stayed in that place for less than ten days, the rescued little cloud was no longer the energetic girl she used to be.

Even my current excessive sleepiness, requiring me to sleep at least twelve hours a day, is all caused by that place I was in back then.

Now tell him that the place has actually resurfaced, and there's even another group of victims!
"Is this never going to end? What exactly are they trying to do?"

"Going to such lengths must mean something big," Jiang Hanying said coolly, then asked curiously, "Little Cloud, what is it?"

“When I was six years old, I was sent to my great-grandmother’s house to be cared for because I was too naughty. At that time, my great-grandmother’s family took in a distant relative who had lost her husband and brought a sick child who was two years younger than me to stay with her. My great-grandmother felt sorry for her and let her stay at her house.”

Que Zhiyun couldn't help but twist her fingers as she spoke. "I originally felt quite sorry for that little boy. He was so small, and he had to take medicine all the time. He couldn't run or jump, and he could only watch me play longingly. But his mother just listened to the nonsense outsiders were telling her that they could save her son, and she used her son to trick me into going to that place. I hate her so much!"

"I remember waking up in a small room with no door, no windows, no bed, just a cold table. I was lying on that table. No one gave me anything to eat or water. I was so hungry that I was dizzy and wanted to eat myself. Then I saw someone, or maybe not a person, who came over and injected me with something. After that, I stopped feeling hungry."

"Back then, I didn't know what it was and thought it was amazing. Now that I think about it, it must have been some kind of nutritional supplement, and it probably also contained hypnotic and muscle relaxant drugs. I've never been lazy since I was a child, so I think it was probably caused by being injected with too much of this stuff back then."

“That person must have done something else to me. I vaguely felt it, but I just couldn’t wake up. Later, my family rescued me. I was still asleep when they rescued me. When I woke up, I saw my great-grandmother who looked more than ten years older.”

"Back when I was in that little house, the person who came to the little house from time to time probably didn't think I could still get out. He said some things that I remember very clearly. Something about the collapse of gene number three, the increased activity of brain number eight, and the failure of enhancement of gene number one and its elimination. At that time, I just subconsciously remembered them. It wasn't until I grew up that I understood what they all meant."

After Que Zhiyun finished speaking, she took the water glass that Que Lu handed her, took a sip, and looked at the child who was also listening quietly to her, "You, did you also live in one of those small rooms before?"

Under the watchful eyes of four people, the child nodded gently.

"As expected!" This time, Que Lu dared not harbor any more illusions.

At first, he only thought of the child as a troublesome and difficult patient.

Now that he has admitted the patient, he will naturally do his best and try every possible method to cure him.

But if he was truly powerless and couldn't outmaneuver the King of Hell, and the person still passed away, he would only feel sorry for them, thinking how young and well-behaved they were, but he wouldn't be too heartbroken.

Ultimately, the relationship between the child and him was merely that of patient and doctor; there wasn't any deep emotional connection between them.

But now the child's experience is linked to what Xiaoyunduo experienced in her childhood. The thought that the people who imprisoned and hurt Xiaoyunduo are still doing well, and even made another group of children victims, makes it impossible for anyone to stand idly by!
"I need to talk to my family about this."

They were all just kids back then, and the rescuers were all their fathers' generation. Plus, they were all very secretive about the rescue experience after they came back, so the younger generation really didn't know what had happened.

Que Zhiyun immediately took out her phone, "I'm going to call my mom."

As for her father, who knows where he's hiding in some remote mountain forest again? It's faster to contact her mother.

Just as Que Zhiyun's call was answered, Li Chengxiao's phone rang beside her.

I took it out and saw, "It's from my brother."

"The blood test results should be available now."

Li Chengxiao answered the call and walked out. He had only taken a few steps when he heard footsteps following him. He turned around and saw that it was none other than Jiang Hanying.

Meeting the gaze of her cheap owner, Jiang Hanying, with her hands behind her back, boldly made her request: "Turn on the speakerphone, I want to hear it too."

Li Jingmo on the other end of the phone: "Han Ying is here too?"

Li Chengxiao: "Yes, brother, just tell me directly. She knows about this too."

Even the issue of abnormal blood was first raised by Jiang Hanying.

"Then I'll get straight to the point. The blood test results are in, but only a portion has been analyzed so far. I think it's necessary to tell you first. There are multiple drug residues in the child's blood. The more common ones are nutritional injections, sleep aids, and muscle relaxants. These are probably the ones that are frequently injected, so they have the most residues. But there are also many more that I've never seen before and that are not available on the market."

However, I want to emphasize a rather special case, which I've spent some time analyzing. Blind injections work on the bones and tendons, increasing their strength and regenerative capacity. But the stronger the effect, the more pronounced the side effects. The child's current condition is likely a cumulative outburst of these side effects. Unfortunately, we don't have a targeted inhibitor, so we have to start researching from scratch. I never imagined someone would actually want to forge a body of steel!

Upon hearing this, Li Chengxiao almost instantly recalled the broken and reattached bones on the child's body when he was bathing.

Now, it just so happens to match up perfectly.

The next second, Jiang Hanying corrected her brother, "He doesn't want to forge himself into a body of steel; he wants to forge a perfect body."