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"It's time to serve food!! Everyone line up according to the signs!"

Someone shouted, and a group of half-grown children gathered at the door and lined up in several lines to receive food. The dry bread and half a bowl of hot soup were both choking and hot, but everyone ate them quickly.

This may be the only food they have for the day, and they are even more afraid that it will not fall into their stomachs if they eat too slowly.

The thin boy leaning against the window finished the soup in two gulps and stuffed the bread into his arms. The small window huddled in the corner did not move.

Until a hand touched me.

The boy pressed the hand in his arms and opened his eyes. They were extremely sharp eyes, so dark that they were not the color they should be at this age.

"Give me..." The person opposite was also a child, threatening fiercely in a low voice, but the vibrato betrayed him, "Please, I can give you anything in exchange..."

"What do you have?" the boy asked, staring into the other person's eyes.

"I, I..." The person opposite opened the cloth bag on his waist, which contained some rags and two colorful candy wrappers.

The boy hesitated and took away the candy wrapper. The other person quickly took away the bread, broke it into pieces and fed it to the other child lying on the ground.

"They are Class C, and his sister is probably dying." The companion who saw the whole process whispered.

"If you don't eat enough before you die, you will starve to death."

The boy glanced across the street for a few seconds before turning his head to look at the dark window.

When his companion heard what he said calmly, he trembled suddenly and followed his line of sight and looked out, "We will soon arrive at our new home. It is said that there will be food and sunshine there, and there will be no such disease again." ”

"New home?" the boy repeated, trying to find the light from the darkness, the legendary home.

"My name is Zhuang Mi, what's your name?" the companion asked.

The boy put the candy wrapper to the tip of his nose and smelled it. There was still a faint sweet scent of candy on it. He said a name in a low voice, "Wang Jia."

"Wang Jia?" His companion muttered, "Your name is really strange."

Wang Jia stopped talking, huddled in the corner and closed his eyes.

Is this name strange? Maybe it's really weird.

Because this is not his name, it is the name he changed himself in order to reach his new home.

In his opinion, "Wang" is the most concise and comprehensive surname. It is not only a surname, but also a goal, and "A" is the school's best evaluation of students.

He wants to be the strongest person, become a king, become a first-class person, and become someone who will no longer be abandoned and forgotten at will.

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"It's time to eat!"

Wang Jia woke up from his dream and saw the food stuffed in the small window at the door.

He turned over with difficulty. The burns on his body had been treated to stop the bleeding, but the treatment chamber was not used, so the burns still appeared over a large area.

But this is a huge amount of tolerance for a suspect suspected of murdering a military general.

Wang Jia dragged the dinner plate over and grabbed the food in the plate with sticky fingers. Unlike the food in his dream, although it looked like a ball of paste, it was enough to fill him up, and even the taste wasn't bad.

If you want to eat, if you want to live, you must live...

Wang Jia swallowed heavily, and when he turned his head, he saw his current appearance in the reflection of the glass.

The skin that had been burned by the fire was black and red, half of his hair had been burned off, and his face was hideous and terrifying.

After a bang, Wang Jia threw the half-eaten food out together with the plate, hunched over and started to vomit reflexively.

It wasn't until the remains of food that he couldn't digest in time splashed all over the floor that he lay on the ground gasping for air as if exhausted.

Digestive juice corroded his already fragile nasal cavity, and tears soaked into the wound, stinging and numbing it.

"Ahh! I am...I am...I am...!"

He scratched his throat, but could not call out his "name" until the skin on his neck tore, and a painful roar echoed in the cell.

The person behind the surveillance saw the situation in the cell and turned around and said, "Send someone to clean up and send the person to the interrogation room. I just received an order from the superior. The special interrogator is already on the way. We must ask someone to do it." Stay awake!"

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"I am Wang Jia, and I want to be Wang Jia of the Red Sea, teacher." Facing Duo Sen's doubts, Bian Sheng slowly knelt down and put his forehead against Duo Sen's shoe, expressing his absolute surrender.

Dosen put his hand on Bian Sheng's head for a moment and said, "Good boy, it is also your fault that we can find such a suitable experimental subject this time. You have to remember that as long as you don't betray the Red Sea, the Red Sea will be yours forever." Home."

"Students, please remember. If it weren't for my teacher, I would have been wiped out. The alliance has long been rotten. They only pursue fame and fortune, and they can betray their colleagues just for their own selfish desires. Only the Red Sea can lead mankind to the future." Bian Sheng spoke word by word, with sincere words and firm eyes.

Doson smiled and said, "When I wake up, I will personally remove the silver solid for you, and you will be the real King Jia."

"The student, please wait for good news from the teacher."

After Bian Sheng finished speaking, he retreated, the door slowly closed, and he walked towards the control room.

Zhuang Mi and Zhong Si, who were still talking, stopped at the same time and looked up at him.

"How is teacher?" Zhuang Mi asked.

"The teacher is very good."

After Bian Sheng finished speaking, he stood in front of the monitor. There were two pictures on the left and right, with Duosen and Linjue in them respectively.

"Are you okay? Can you hurry up?" Zhong Si crossed his arms and said impatiently, "Don't think that the teacher thinks highly of you and acts like the boss in front of us. I don't recognize you..."

"Stop arguing," Zhuang Mi bumped Zhong Si with his elbow and interrupted, "Now is not the time to argue. Time is urgent. Once the transition starts, it cannot be interrupted and there must be no mistakes."

Zhong Si gritted his teeth, turned around and went out, "I'll go guard outside. If anyone dares to cause trouble, I'll chop him to death."

Bian Sheng has been listening silently, and he has heard such words more than once.

After changing into this body, only he knows what he has experienced, and this doubt has long been unable to shake him in the slightest.

He looked at Linjue who calmed down on the screen and slowly closed his eyes. The effect of the drug finally made it difficult for him to struggle anymore.

Bian Sheng took a deep breath and pushed his thumb down hard.

Everything will be a new beginning, for Duosen, Linjue, and him. He will be completely reborn as Wang Jia.

Zhuang Mi watched Bian Sheng's every move from behind. It didn't matter to him whether this person was Bian Sheng or Wang Jia. As long as anyone dared to betray the teacher, he could cut off the friendship between them no matter how long they had been.

The Red Sea needs a king, an absolutely loyal king. No one will care whether this king is the same or not.

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