Sir! Don't close the net!

"He won't linger here for thirty years anymore. Even if he leaves Theresa Prison now, he won't be able to integrate."

The outside world.

Rebecca opened her mouth, but ultimately didn't utter a single word.

She felt that Li Yili was too rational, or rather, too cold-hearted, even if what Li Yili said was true.

"How's the matter I asked you to investigate going?"

"Nothing was found."

Rebecca squatted on the ground and let out a long yawn.

Li Yili's lips twitched, and she raised her eyes, "You're not sulking with me, are you?"

"No~" Rebecca turned her head away forcefully, deliberately avoiding looking at Li Yili.

“You’re making me sound like a bad guy,” Li Yili complained, leaning on her hoe. “I’ve done everything I could.”

"So, have you done what you wanted to do?"

A gentle breeze swept by, and Li Yili froze on the spot, unsure how to answer Rebecca's simple question.

The things you can do and the things you want to do may seem the same, but they are actually worlds apart.

Doing everything I could was more like a compromise, a surrender.

"Don't think about such reckless things."

Ultimately, Li Yili avoided the question.

"This is a terrible thing. If I act recklessly, what do you think this Teresa Prison will become?"

"It's better than it is now. Although they don't understand what institutionalization is, the prisoners in Theresa Prison don't like your institutionalization, especially the high-ranking prisoners. Even though your institutionalization has given them security and food."

Rebecca stuck her tongue out at Li Yili, then turned and ran out carrying the tray.

Li Yili's lips twitched slightly.

Frustrated as he was, Rebecca was telling the truth. He wasn't blind or deaf; these prisoners weren't building blocks to be manipulated. They had their own unique ways of thinking. If everyone was struggling to survive, they could naturally understand each other in dire straits. But when survival was no longer the issue, and people lived for freedom, those unique ways of thinking would cause good companions to part ways or even become enemies.

He couldn't understand these prisoners, let alone know the meaning of their existence.

Just as he ultimately couldn't understand the meaning of the Faceless Man's existence in this world.

He couldn't understand them, but they did exist, so he could only try to face them. He couldn't just slaughter them all because he couldn't understand them, otherwise, in the end, he would probably be the only one left in Teresa's prison.

Li Yili raised his head slightly. He could feel the faint, discontented gazes, whereas just a few months ago, most of them were expressions of gratitude.

"I just... want a peaceful life..."

Li Yili let out a long breath and turned around to continue hoeing the ground.

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"I can't stand this kind of life anymore."

The prisoner, who was bloated like a ball and had a huge mouth on his belly, threw the mop down heavily.

"Do you want to die?!" another prisoner, completely black from head to toe and with not a single line visible, cursed under his breath. "Pick up the mop before the guards see you!"

The prisoner with a large mouth on his stomach paused, then reluctantly bent down to pick up the mop. He lowered his voice and said, "Don't tell me you can tolerate this kind of life! Besides, the warden didn't make these rules! Why should we live according to what that brat wrote in his tattered notebook!"

"Unbelievable! I haven't eaten fresh flesh and blood for four months! Will killing that brat ever end this?!"

Because he was so excited, the bloated prisoner accidentally shouted out his voice. In an instant, all the prisoners around him looked over with horror, and the patrolling guard stopped abruptly and stared straight at the bloated prisoner.

The bloated prisoner was also stunned, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. But the next second, all the prisoners present were stunned, while the guards who had stopped continued to chat and laugh as if they hadn't seen or heard anything.

The prisoners swallowed hard; they realized something.

Chapter 48 Fortunately, you have always been the oppressed party.

"Vast veins... okay, can't find any veins..."

Jeff searched Simon's arm for a long time with a magnifying glass but couldn't find any structures called blood vessels.

Although he is a psychologist, he is still a legitimate doctor and has the professional knowledge required for medical practice.

"Never mind..." After a brief moment of hesitation, Jeff gave up thinking, picked up the syringe, stabbed Simon in the arm, and pulled the trigger.

While seemingly going through the motions, Jeff's eyes were actually constantly watching the dwindling dose of the medication and Simon's reactions.

Fortunately, the medicine acted like a normal nutrient solution and did not cause any strange reactions, nor did Simon suddenly writhe on the ground in agony.

However, just to be on the safe side, Jeff decided to have Simon stay for another half hour after the injection to observe his condition. During this time, Jeff and Simon talked a lot.

Jeff hadn't forgotten Simon, and the fact that the prisoners in Theresa Prison had become monstrous bodies wasn't solely due to what Walter and his group had injected. What triggered these abnormal bodies was a concept that Walter and his group had implanted in them over thirty years, a concept different from that of normal society. Without correcting or blurring this concept, injecting more drugs would be useless and might even cause them to become even more monstrous.

However, the implanted concepts vary in depth and complexity, ranging from exaggerated to simplistic.

That's why Jeff chose Simon. He trusted his psychiatrist's abilities. After observing for so long and asking so many questions, he couldn't find any ideas in Simon that were different from those of normal people. Other prisoners could be found to have some, but he insisted on finding a single idea in Simon that was different from that of normal people...

That is, in this cruel environment where the strong prey on the weak and betray each other, there are actually people in this world who would cut off their own flesh to give other alien-like prisoners a chance to live.

This is absolutely unbelievable.

He could confidently assure him that Simon was the most human-like prisoner in Theresa Prison, even more so than him. He would be an exemplary young man outside, and he didn't even need any methods to correct Simon's thinking. He was the perfect candidate for the "release" experiment. If it weren't for the need to quickly perfect the drug so that a good boy like Simon could leave Theresa Prison, he really wanted to only inject Simon with this drug.

Before Simon left, Jeff said this with utmost seriousness.

“Simon, if all goes well, no… I will make sure all goes well, and you will soon be able to leave Theresa Prison and live a normal life, a real, normal life.”

Simon paused for a moment, then bent down to Jeff, turned around, opened the door, and left the therapist.

After a five-minute pause, a knock came at the door, and a muddy bio-door moved in. Jeff, who was filling a syringe with medicine, fell silent.

Can this stuff really be injected? Can't you just pour it on directly?

“Dr. Jeff, although my body is like a lump of mud, it actually has corresponding organs. It’s just that to you, it’s all mud, so there’s no difference.”

Gajek immediately saw Jeff's inner thoughts and moved to a chair.

“Really? That’s amazing,” Jeff said, flicking the syringe with his finger and scanning Gajek’s body.

Gajek, one of the most human-like prisoners in Teresa Prison, is the opposite of Simon. Gajek is a terrible normal person. He has normal values, but he has desires as corrupt, dirty and base as his appearance. He bribes judges, buys off and threatens victims, accumulates a lot of wealth, and then finally becomes a pile of mud and loses everything, just like his heart.

Jeff even felt that such a guy didn't need to be implanted with any ideas that were different from those of normal society; he would naturally become like this simply by slowly ingesting the products of Walter and the others' experiments.

Of course, that's just my opinion.

It must be admitted that, in a sense, Gajek's probability of recovering to a normal person through injection is much higher than Simon's. Moreover, since they are both dirty adults, communication is very smooth. With just a few hints, Gajek realized the existence of the experiment and how it was conducted.

Jeff casually jabbed the syringe into Gajek's head, injecting the drug into Gajek's body rather perfunctorily, and then waved for Gajek to leave. But Gajek did not leave and remained sitting in the chair.

"Dr. Jeff, are you sure the prisoners at Theresa Prison can be released?"

Jeff raised an eyebrow, picked up another vial of medicine, and waved it around. "Those low-level prisoners obviously can't do it, but you high-level prisoners have a high probability, since you are mentally stable and pose no threat to society."

Jeff paused, then pursed his lips. "Those prisoners who develop the habit of eating their communication partners will never leave this prison. It may sound cruel, but thankfully you've always been the oppressed, so you can get some understanding."

"By the way, your friend Simon will definitely be able to leave Theresa Prison. I really don't know what the guys here were thinking when they locked someone like him up."

Gajek let out a long sigh of relief, as if he had remembered someone, and sneered, "That's true. I always thought he was pretending to be a good person to lower our guard, so that we would sympathize with him and become his shield... But if he went to that extent, even if someone told me that he was just pretending to curse, I wouldn't believe it. Even if I died because of it, I probably wouldn't have any regrets."

“If it were anyone else, I would probably think you’re naive, but with Simon,” Jeff shrugged and didn’t continue.

Unchanging actions are more powerful than any words.

After about half an hour, Gajek finally left Jeff's treatment room and went downstairs, where Simon was still waiting for him, just as he had expected.

"Gazi, are you alright?" Simon immediately approached Gajek when he saw Gajek appear.

"I didn't... never mind, it's nothing. I also discussed the issue of release with Dr. Jeff. Although it's been confirmed, there are definitely quotas, and it's impossible to release everyone at once. So, they'll probably bring out all the previous evidence and reorganize it for their defense."

Gajek raised his hand, waved, and walked ahead.

The sunlight shifted, and the shadows gradually lengthened.

"I'll figure out how to get myself clean and ready to go out first, and then I'll figure out how to get you out too."

The enormous shadow silently engulfed Gajek, and before Gajek could react, the huge muscles wrapped in the white membrane descended upon him like a starfish feeding on its meal.

"puff--"

The silt overflowed directly from the tangled muscles.

"Thank you, Gazi!"

Don't hug me

"Isn't it dirty?"

Overflowing sludge gushed from Simon's muscles, forming a face that was filled with speechless complaints.

"Remember to take a shower when you get back."

"Hehehe—"

Chapter 49 is very much like the relationship between man and nature.

Desperate living conditions can give rise to dazzling brilliance, and one or two creatures will always emerge that make people wonder if they really evolved from such a cruel natural environment. For example, capybaras, though perhaps boastful, always have those characteristics that are included in human nature.

Comfortable, but not perfect. The pursuit is no longer survival, but the living environment. As long as there is the slightest dissatisfaction or inducement, malice that is not even common in nature will erupt. Although it is sad, it is an indelible part of human nature.

The lower-level prisoners in Theresa Prison have always been at the top of the food chain in the prison's cruel environment, which is as harsh as nature itself. They are completely detached from human society and enjoy their animalistic nature. The faint humanity they possess is more like a seasoning, allowing them to enjoy their desires even more.

They cannot accept institutionalized prison life because their waning humanity makes them destined to be unable to be content with just being fed and watered, like domesticated wild animals.

Oppression from human nature can also give rise to the shining points of human nature.

The prisoners in the upper echelons of Theresa Prison have always been at the bottom of the food chain in the brutal environment of Theresa Prison. They suffer not only from the simple survival of the fittest, but also from the sadistic desires inherent in human nature, which cannot be avoided by hiding.

However, this does not mean they lack the bestiality of lower-ranking prisoners.

Li Yili leaned on her wooden cane, gazing at the glittering Teresa Road.

Augus was not joking. Once such a powerful move, which offers salvation to everyone, is made, there is no turning back. It cannot be glossed over like a pie in the sky. Therefore, such a promise, which can instantly uplift people's spirits and put sovereignty in one's own hands, is often made when the situation becomes uncontrollable, using righteousness to suppress public opinion.

If the thoughts of these freakish prisoners in Theresa's Prison could truly be considered public opinion.

There was no unrest among the prisoners in Teresa Prison that required such a drastic measure to quell the unrest. Instead, the prisoners gradually developed various opinions about his institutionalization and held August in even greater awe, as he was like an omnipotent wish-granting machine that could quickly fulfill all sorts of outrageous requests.

In terms of his position at Theresa Prison, Augus didn't face any threats that required such a drastic measure to secure his position. It wasn't like running for President of the United States, where whoever makes the loudest pronouncements becomes president.

Thinking of this, Li Yili couldn't help but grin and chuckle twice.

Judging from his performance alone, he really had the air of running for US president. As the new president, he acted like a tiger, and he did change the prison environment, making Theresa Prison like a prison. However, the prisoners at different levels of Theresa Prison had different opinions about him. At this time, Augusch made a strong comeback and won everyone's admiration.