Bro, that scene was truly terrifying!!

Is the God of the Future Vision malfunctioning?

That doesn't make sense...

He glanced down at Aihara Enju with a puzzled look, then silently looked away.

They are cute, but... I absolutely have no interest in real lolis!

"What's the matter?"

Shinku noticed something was off about his expression.

Adam quietly told Shinku what had just happened.

Shinku snapped at him, "You say you're not interested in real lolis? You're clearly very interested in Xiaoqi too!"

Can Xuehua Qijing be the same?

Adam retorted, "That little imp seduced me first, okay? Besides, Rozen Maidens won't get pregnant..."

"You still dare to talk!"

Shinku really wanted to swing her twin tails, but she forcibly restrained herself.

A lady will not behave rudely in public, nor will she embarrass her man in front of others.

She simply quickened her pace, sulking, and walked ahead.

"Um, brother-in-law..."

Seeing that things were tense between him and Jin-hong, Yeon-joo quickly tugged at his clothes and asked, "Did you and Jin-hong have a fight?"

"No."

Adam was a bit skeptical.

He glanced at Aihara Enju Mirai one last time.

This wasn't a wedding, and she wasn't heavily pregnant.

The mature-looking Lan Yuan Enju had barely reached the size of a teenage girl. She sat on the lush grass, holding a book of fairy tales in her hand, surrounded by several little girls who looked seven or eight parts like her, all with fiery red twin tails.

It's clearly a mother telling stories to her adorable daughters; the scene is very heartwarming.

He looked into their eyes again.

It wasn't the color of his pupils, but rather a pure black color similar to his own.

Adam gave up, gave Aihara Enju a strange look, and sighed: "Rabbits really are prolific breeders."

"Huh? What's wrong with the rabbit?"

As a cursed child in the form of a rabbit, Aihara Enju was puzzled by his strange gaze.

"nothing."

Adam changed the subject: "Your sister Zhenhong is probably going to be so angry she won't be able to eat dinner today, look over there."

Shinku stood on the street. Across from her was a blind little girl begging with a sign hanging around her neck. Her hair and clothes were filthy. The sign read, "I am a cursed child from the outer district."

This is a way to gain sympathy.

But there were too many people here who hated the cursed child, so there were hardly any coins in her begging bowl, only pull tabs torn from soda cans. It was likely that malicious people used these to pretend to be coins and deliberately threw them into her begging bowl.

Upon hearing the sound, she would sincerely say "thank you."

Shinku stood silently before her for a long time: "The cursed child shouldn't suffer from an eye disease, right?"

"what......"

The little girl removed the white cloth covering her eyes and casually said something that made Shinku's face turn ugly.

"I poured lead into it."

"reason?"

"Because my mother hates it when I have red eyes."

Filling your eyes with lead will cause blindness.

"Then what?"

"Then my mother abandoned me."

Shinku really wanted to laugh, but she just couldn't manage it. All she could do was yell, "Are you an idiot?!"

She couldn't be bothered to talk to this pathetic idiot any longer. With a wave of her hand, she distorted space and sent him to the underground base in the outer area. There would be people there to help him, so she didn't need to lift a finger.

"Are you very sad?"

Adam picked up Aihara Enju again and whispered, "Don't get angry about this. I never get angry for someone who's about to die, nor do I waste my time on a dying civilization. That's a waste of time."

Shinku suddenly looked at him: "You still remember Sarah, right?"

"Sarah? Ah, the mediator you were living in England decades ago."

Throughout Shinku's more than 100-year career as a Rozen Maiden, she has been through several intermediaries, the one with whom she spent the longest time was Sarah, a wealthy girl from London who was very, very fond of Shinku.

“I remember you would go to her grave to lay flowers every year.”

"During my time living in London, I saw many people in the East End, young..."

She paused, choosing her words carefully: "Chicken."

That period was in the late 19th century, when East London was a huge slum. Narrow streets were littered with garbage and excrement, dilapidated buildings were everywhere, and pedestrians were dressed in rags with sorrowful faces. Everywhere exuded an atmosphere of poverty and despair.

That place was home to the lowest strata of London society.

Among them, women who were unwilling to endure heavy physical labor chose a "shortcut to life," namely, selling their bodies.

Among them were the elderly, the young, and many who were the same age as Yeonju.

“I still remember how I felt then, Adam, you know, I thought it was definitely the angrier I’ve ever been in my life.”

She forced a smile: "When I saw the hatred and resentment in the eyes of those children at school for Yeon-joo today, I knew I was wrong."

Today is when she is at her angrier.

She felt angry when she saw those flamboyantly dressed children in Whitechapel, London, constantly flirting with passing men.

But she held onto hope, because she knew the future would be better.

That kind of infuriating chaos will gradually disappear as productivity and relations of production readjust.

Because ultimately, it's an economic issue.

But the cursed son is not.

"This is a class issue."

Adam understood her anger.

"Society is not unable to support these children, nor is it incapable of treating them. The men are not without ways to reverse this persecution trend, but why don't they do it? Why do they even openly or covertly fuel the flames?"

There is no other reason.

"It's simply that society, this world, needs a convenient group like the 'Cursed Children' to bear all the malice of humanity in the apocalypse, nothing more."

Starting ten years ago, most of the cursed children were secretly drowned by their mothers shortly after birth.

If they are lucky enough to survive, their astonishing regenerative abilities will lead them to suffer even more cruel abuse from their parents.

Furthermore, because their genes are contaminated with gastroenteritis, even a paternity test cannot prove their blood relationship, so they can be abandoned at will. Some people even question whether they are human beings in a legal sense.

Those who experienced the war between humans and Gastrea almost universally hate the Cursed Children, and are passing this hatred down through family education and schooling, so that their next generation will inherit this hatred as well.

That's why Shinku felt a chill after witnessing that scene at school.

Because she clearly realized that behind the children's hateful and resentful eyes lay the malice of the vast majority of humanity.

"but......"

Yeonjoo understood what they were saying and hesitated before saying, "Sister Chil-sik said that children like us usually don't live many years. If, if we all die, will they still hate us?"

Adam calmly said, "They will not all die; the lowest class, the cursed children, will always exist."

"Huh? Why?"

Adam glanced at her but said nothing.

Some of the things he wanted to say were too cruel for his future wife to hear.

If a woman contracts gastroenteritis unexpectedly in early pregnancy, she will give birth to a cursed child.

Whether this "accident" was truly an accident or not is actually not important at all.

Chapter Eighty-Three: We Are Born Evil!

"It's truly a situation of no return."

Shinku finally understood.

In this endless apocalypse, no class is better suited to divert social conflicts than the cursed children.

Without external interference, this group would be forcibly nailed to the bottom of society for many years.

After the naturally born cursed children die, a new generation of cursed children will be "accidentally" born one after another.

As the cursed child in this life, Yasuri Nanami absolutely could not tolerate this happening right under his nose.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Adam and his clones were destined to be locked in an irreconcilable conflict with humanity.

This judgment stems from emotional anger.

More often, decisions are based on rational reasoning.

That's why Adam told Shinku that he didn't have much to write about regarding a civilization on the verge of extinction.

"..."

There was no angry roar, nor a ferocious expression.

Hearing their seemingly mundane conversation, Lan Yuanyanzhu could almost smell the overwhelming stench of bloodshed.

She snuggled closer to Adam, a little scared.

Suddenly, she was drawn to a large screen by the roadside. It was a live news broadcast, and on the screen, the Emperor, the supreme leader of the Tokyo area, had a very stern expression.

Her statement included the announcement that she would reiterate the bill respecting the fundamental human rights of the cursed.

Lan Yuan Enju silently tugged at Adam's collar, her large, watery eyes seeming to say: If this bill really passes, will we no longer need what you're saying... a fight to the death?

This child seems to be really hoping the bill will pass.

He gripped Yeonju's hand tightly: "Yeonju, I need to teach you some basic historical knowledge. Throughout history, both in China and abroad, the way to truly change the ecological niche of a class has never been from the top down."

He met the little girl's disappointed gaze and uttered cruel words.

The cursed child has only one way to turn things around.

--rebel!

Although Aihara Enju couldn't quite accept it subjectively, her eyes already showed signs of contemplation as Adam earnestly taught her.

Because she felt that what he said made a lot of sense.

Adam, unusually eager to teach, was about to explain to the little girl in his arms some knowledge about combat that he himself only had a vague understanding of.

Suddenly, his and Shinku's expressions changed simultaneously.

Sakayanagi Arisu and Yasuri Nanami have discovered something interesting and are very excited about it, even inviting them to a party.

"Alice prepared my favorite white stockings."

Adam swallowed hard: "It seems my sister Nanami wants to play sibling role-playing with me. She's even found a script, a 3D masterpiece called 'Sibling Relationship'... She also said that she can now possess all the characteristics of kemonomimi and monster girls... This... this... this is amazing! How can I possibly resist in this situation?"

"Go by yourself, I'm not in the mood today."

Jin Hong waved her hand: "I'll accompany Yeonjoo for a stroll around the streets to clear her head."

"I'm leaving."

Adam is getting ready to go to a party.

However, before leaving, he thought of a scene he saw in his future vision, so he handed three brocade pouches marked with "one, two, three" to Aihara Enju.

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