Deep in the Living

Chapter 240 Orphanage

When Luo Di was a high school student, he worked as a handyman in the canteen kitchen of No. 4 Middle School. He could get a considerable amount of financial aid just by helping to unload goods and handle simple food ingredients.

The kitchen of No. 4 Middle School was very clean and always filled with the smell of spices, which left a good impression on Luo Di at the time. Later, during his senior year of high school, he and his friends often enjoyed delicious food in the cafeteria.

current,

This is an unnamed orphanage located deep in Moon City.

Rody, disguised as an apprentice, pushed the ingredients into the back kitchen area.

A strong and pungent fishy smell hit me in the face. No wonder the apprentice was wearing something like a breathing mask.

The scale of the kitchen is several times that of No. 4 Middle School.

A large number of strong chefs are working here, all wearing the same metal masks, and some are wearing black leather skirts, giving them the feeling of butchers in a horror movie.

According to the guidelines,

Roddy pushed the ingredients into a foul-smelling pool of warm water for quick thawing.

There was oil and a little rotten meat floating in the pool, which was bloody and turbid.

Pour in the bags of frozen meat wrapped in black plastic wrap, wait for ten minutes, and then scoop them out with a huge colander on the side.

The whole process will be watched by the chef, so you have to move quickly.

Some pieces of meat became smaller after thawing, and the plastic wrap fell off, revealing pieces of meat that were completely different from pork and beef, some of which even retained obvious limb characteristics.

The thawed meat pieces are sent onto the conveyor belt, and different chefs pick out the meat pieces they need and start cooking them with the pre-cut vegetables.

Although the environment here is terrible, the source of meat is also terrible.

But there are many kinds of vegetables, and they also make soups made from bones, which are very nutritious.

"Pavel, what are you daydreaming about! Get ready to serve the food."

Following the call of another apprentice, Rody finally knew the name of the imposter and trotted to the huge dining car.

Looking at these steaming dishes and the strips of meat or ribs inside, even though they had a strong aroma, Roddy could only smell a disgusting odor that twisted his stomach.

Including the apprentice Luo Di, a total of ten people are responsible for this food delivery trip.

Pushing the heavy food cart, Rody followed the team through the corridors inside the orphanage.

After a while, we arrived at the so-called [canteen].

It is huge and spacious, more like an indoor playground than a cafeteria.

There is no dining table, no chairs.

There were only round plates placed evenly spaced on the ground, about three hundred of them.

There were no lights and no windows.

The only light came from a few candles, and visibility was very low, as if simulating a dark night environment.

After a while, the door on the other side of the cafeteria opened.

A group of children, most of whom were no older than fourteen, quickly poured into the cafeteria, the youngest of whom was only about five years old.

There were also several masked trainers exuding murderous aura following him, standing in different areas of the cafeteria, monitoring the subsequent dining process.

The children came to their respective plates, squatted down and waited quietly.

Most of the children had fresh scars on their bodies, and in severe cases, bones could even be seen, but none of them slowed down due to their injuries, and none of them even showed the slightest expression of pain.

It is more of an expression of hunger; their intensely trained and growing bodies desperately need food for energy.

They have been looking forward to the arrival of food since they arrived at the cafeteria.

As a trainer shouted loudly: "Serve the food!"

Rody and the other delivery staff took out large spoons and put the food from the dining car into their plates.

There were no plate partitions, so all the dishes could be randomly piled on the plate, and the amount depended on luck. And Luo Di also noticed that there seemed to be a lot of orphans, and those who were at the back might not get any food.

Rody looked at the portions of food that other people had, and thought he could give it to everyone evenly.

As a result, when we got to the back of the food cart, it was almost empty but there were still several children who had not received any food, so they could only distribute it as evenly as possible.

As for the children at the back, most of them were relatively thin and seriously injured.

Obviously, the order in which they were served was most likely based on some kind of performance.

By the time all the food was distributed, at least seventeen children had only some soup to eat.

The trainer once again shouted: "Dinner!"

All of a sudden, all the students lay down, using their hands and mouths to quickly eat the food on their plates. Roddy had seen this action in the basement last night, and it was the same as Wendy's.

It doesn't look like humans eating at all, but more like the most primitive beasts.

It seemed to be training them to eat quickly and efficiently in any environment, or it seemed to be just a simple slave arrangement.

The children who didn't have much to eat didn't fight for it or show any change in their eyes. They waited patiently for others to finish eating, licked the remaining soup, and barely maintained their body's energy supply. The entire dinner time was controlled within ten minutes.

The orphans left one by one under the supervision of the trainers and were about to start their night training.

Luo Di and the other deliverymen need to collect the plates and clean the cafeteria area, and no odor is allowed. When everything is finished, their work for the day is done.

Their dormitories were also arranged inside the orphanage, with two people sleeping in a room, and the conditions were pretty good.

Rody didn't know where his room was, so he could only follow the other apprentices.

while walking,

Creak~ A door next to him was suddenly pushed open, and a black hand pulled Roddy into the room.

Looking at his roommate in front of him, Rody's brain immediately felt gray.

click!
The door closed, and the black roommate immediately took off his hood, revealing Wendy's mouth full of rotten teeth.

"Master, welcome home. I killed your roommate half an hour ago and have already disposed of the body. No one will find it.

The orphanage has loose supervision over its employees, so we don't have to disguise ourselves when we stay in the house.

Besides, I have also put balloon film on the door, so no one can break in by force."

"Ah."

Wendy suddenly became a little shy, inserting her hands between her thighs and twisting them back and forth, "Master, um... there is no basement here, do you want me to sleep in the bathroom? But will it be inconvenient for you to go to the toilet?"

"Keep pretending." Rody gave the same reply.

"Master means I can sleep in the same room with you, yeah! If Master feels I'm disgusting or smells bad, just tell me anytime and I'll sleep in the bathroom and wrap myself up with balloons."

Rody didn't respond, but just sat on the edge of the bed and stared at her.

Wendy immediately understood what was going on and began to narrate:
"Master, you should have looked at the cafeteria, right? You saw those children. I didn't lie to you, did I?
This orphanage is a large, complete training camp for killers.

Most of the orphans were sent here shortly after they were born. Some were abandoned, some were sold, and some were lost.

Few of them live to be fifteen years old.
In other words, very few people survive to the age of fifteen while still being human.

Most orphans will die prematurely due to extreme training, or develop corners in their brains prematurely; either way they are unqualified.

Only those children who can survive, withstand the orphanage's perverted training, and not develop mental corners are the talents they really want.

Of course, in your eyes, my master, it is still just garbage.

After all, an outstanding graduate like me is nothing but trash in front of you."

"What would happen if I lived to the age of fifteen as a human?" Rody asked, grasping the key point.

"Will..." When talking about this matter, Wendy became emotional even though she was suppressed. "There will be a designated and targeted "ritual".

A ritual that completely destroys the things you love in front of you, extinguishes your hopes, and completely destroys the things you rely on.

Everyone who makes it to the age of fifteen will have a "mind corner" at this moment, and I am no exception.

of course.

The pseudo-people transformed through this ritual are often quite special and will be recognized as "murderers" by the organization, which is considered a normal graduation.

Just like me, I can move freely and kill freely...but the final result is still just death.

When our pituitary glands are fully mature, they will be taken away by the "Venerables", either for their own use or as a gift to the capital.

of course,

What the orphanage really wants to train is a "perfect killer" who can not only survive until the age of fifteen, but also pass the ritual normally without any mental problems.

But since its creation, there has never been such a person. At most, it can only produce special pseudo-people like me."

Luo Di caught a key word: "Tell me more about the Venerable."

Wendy pointed to her head and said, "The Venerable is the supreme leader of the organization, and he is the one who set the [bomb] between all of our minds.

Because of him, any information about the orphanage will not leak out.

Because of him, the entire orphanage can operate stably and continuously produce excellent killers.

Because of him, the children here are deeply brainwashed and have the determination to become murderers since they are old enough to understand.

But he himself is not here.

Only when a child makes it to the age of fifteen will he come in person to preside over the ceremony... He himself likes to watch the children's transformation due to despair during the ceremony.

I still remember hearing his laughter, a lewd laugh.

If we are lucky, someone might reach the age of fifteen in the near future and attract His Holiness.

The arrival of the Venerable will surely bring with him a group of killers like me, who were born in the orphanage. Then, perhaps, your killing needs will be satisfied."

(End of this chapter)