It took Soshyan two seconds to guess why the lady wanted to hide the photo in her hair. Someone must have checked her body before coming. And she was so hesitant because someone warned her not to say anything. Say something bad.
Looking at the little faces covered in dust and dirt in the photos, and the eyes that were almost losing their luster, Soshiyang suddenly wanted to cry and laugh, but in the end they both melted. With a strong intention to kill -
He really wants to kill until the breath he is holding in his chest is released
He can almost simulate it in his mind, these people who are less than ten years old Children work in factories for 14 to 16 hours a day. The overloaded and high-intensity labor makes them exhausted. Sometimes they fall asleep without even having the energy to eat. Their working environment is like hell, with simple factory buildings and poor ventilation. The deafening roar of machines and the dirty, hot air devastate the young body, and disease, injury and death follow them everywhere.
Maybe it’s just a distraction or a drowsiness, and they will be sucked into the roaring machine and crushed to pieces by the huge gears and pistons
If the meaning of life is only the faint scream in the roar of the machine, then what right do they have to ask them to worship, believe in, love, and fight for whom?
Soshyan suddenly felt very painful, unusually painful. He even envied warriors like Seth and Tiberius. They didn't have to think about this at all, and they didn't care about it. There is no need to understand these, just fight, slaughter, and rage like a weapon.
Even like Cozz, picking up the butcher knife, killing them all, and burning everything down doesn't seem to be such a bad choice. At least he doesn't have to see anything, and doesn't need to pay attention to anything. It is also more relaxed in a sense.
But he can't do this, and he can't do this. Even his reason tells him that even killing those factory owners and managers is meaningless. It is not a problem of a few people.
He used to be proud of his reason and reasoning. He believed that this was his magic weapon to defeat many opponents, but now he somewhat hates this ability——
Perhaps it was just an instinctive move, Soshyan turned over the photo, only to find that there was something on the back.
It was a letter, written in very elegant writing.
After looking at it for a while, Suoshiyang closed his eyes and said:
"Haomo."
"Yes."
Haoma, who was standing against the pillar to his right, immediately took a step forward, and Soshyan stretched out the letter to him.
"Read it out and let everyone hear it."
Although he was a little confused, Haoma still put the weapon in his elbow, took off his helmet, and walked over to take the rope. Photo sent by Shiyan.
After just looking at it for two seconds, his brows immediately wrinkled.
“Read it out.”
Hao Mo took a deep breath, forced to suppress the anger on his face, and then slowly said:
"Dear Grandpa Angel, my name is Asnar, I am writing to you, wishing you good health Good health. May God bless you with all the best. I am an orphan with no father or mother. I worked in the Adi leather shoe factory a long time ago. Many of my friends work here. Little Wick, Ka, and Yani were originally There is also Weil, but she was taken away seven shifts ago. She was sold to the factory by her parents, but it seems that the factory owner let her go to other places. I heard that it was because she was 13 years old and she left. I had been crying before. Yesterday I was beaten. I secretly slept in the maintenance room for a while. I was too tired. The supervisor grabbed my hair, pulled me to the open space, and beat me hard with the leather strap used for work. Beat me hard. The day before my eleventh shift, the supervisor broke off the little finger of my left hand with a wrench because I fiddled with a wrong part. He always hit us with whatever he picked up, and we ate whatever he wanted. No, there is only water in the morning, black water and a little bit of paste. We can eat the second meal of paste during the 5-minute break. But there is always sand in the paste, and the stuck tooth socket is almost worn out. He always said He had a toothache, and sometimes it hurt so much that he hit his head with an iron can. "
Hao Mo's hands were shaking, and he couldn't read anymore, and anger was burning under his eyes and skin. "Leader of the Chapter, let me kill these beasts!"
All the soldiers turned their heads to look at Soshyan, but Soshyan just closed his eyes and replied coldly. ：
"Finish reading."
Hao Mo breathed a few times and continued to read out the following words through gritted teeth.
“Dear Grandpa Angel, show your mercy. The teacher said that you are the greatest hero in the world, sent by the God Emperor to bring mercy to all people. Please take us out of here, You can go anywhere. We may not be able to endure it anymore. Our eldest brother Rod, who used to take good care of us, died twenty shifts ago. His hand was caught in the machine. The supervisors kept shouting to protect the machine. They used The saw cut off brother Rod's hand alive. He screamed in pain and blood spurted everywhere. They didn't care about him at all. I am writing to you. I hope you can see it. My writing is ugly, so the teacher can only write it secretly at night. We have classes, but I always feel sleepy, and sometimes there is only one light and everyone is gathered together. The teacher is really nice and always secretly leaves the food scraps that others throw in the classroom during the day for us, so that we can Sleeping in the classroom instead of next to the smelly ditch, everyone said she should also be an angel! Please have mercy on us unfortunate orphans, dear Grandpa Angel. "
Read to the end, Hao Mo. Already starting to pant, Soshyan opened his eyes, a little dim, but more of a weakness.
He looked at the female teacher who was still choking and asked warmly:
"This letter was ghostwritten by you, right?"
". Aznar's letter can't be brought in. He..."
"I see, where is this boy now?"
"No! No!"
She suddenly burst into tears, covered her face with her hands, and fell to the ground.
Those who were already fidgeting in their chairs immediately looked at her with various doubts. Then something even more surprising happened to them. Soshyan slowly lowered his body. Due to the inconvenience of wearing armor, he even knelt down on one knee. on the ground.
"What's wrong?"
". Aznar told him last night that he was very happy that an angel came to this world. He had been working for 17 hours continuously. He still used 1 He wrote a letter for an hour and said he wanted to dream about an angel. After giving it to him, he fell asleep. When the bell rang in the morning, I saw his eyes open, staring straight up as if through the ceiling and You can see the place where the angel should be on the roof.”
Soshiyang pursed his lips and could only squeeze out two words.
“Sorry.”
The teacher put down his hands and looked at Soshyan with tears streaming down his face.
"Sir, there are hundreds of millions of such children in the hive. They either have no parents and are sold to factories by orphanages in order to make a living, or are sold to factories by their own parents and are treated as livestock. Treat them the same. It shouldn’t be like this, it shouldn’t be like this! Many of them died in high-intensity labor before they grew up, or were disabled due to accidents. Many of them will become gang members and thugs when they get older. There are also some girls who will even be sold to brothels once they reach the age! Their family background may not be clean, and their background may be very humble, but adults, you must believe me, their character is definitely not the same as the dirt on their bodies! Their dirty skin is still wrapped in a simple and kind heart! They know how to help each other better than anyone else! Even if they are weak themselves, they know how to help each other! >