Northern Myanmar: Years of Dehumanization

2017, the end of the year.

After a year, the scale of KK Park has become even larger.

This means that more Chinese people have been deceived here.

Either because of someone's propaganda, or because many people called the police, the number of people who were tricked into coming here gradually decreased.

But even like this, many people will still be deceived here.

Most of them are from Thailand and domestic people.

There are almost no white people, probably for a variety of reasons.

That park can have tens of thousands of people at its peak during the year.

Because there is not enough place to live, those who came here later will be left to sleep outside without a place to live.

It is even said that people here will not give them mats or anything else, because it is a waste of money.

Letting you sleep on the ground is already a very kind thing.

As for whether there will be population flooding, there will be no such thing.

Overpopulation? Then kill him.

I once said that in this place, people are treated like pigs.

If there are too many pigs, they will definitely be sent to the slaughterhouse.

In this place, people are not strange.

There are too many people, so just pick some people you don't like or disobey and send them away.

It is even said that if you want them to exert their last remaining heat, then their bodies should be hollowed out.

After being hollowed out, they are sold everywhere. This kind of thing is still in short supply.

Sometimes, I take those who are singled out to the infirmary on the campus.

Over time, I became familiar with the doctors at the campus clinic.

"Phew, so tired..."

A surgeon in a white coat with blood on it came in.

At this time, I just sent a group of people. Although I don't want to do this, there is no other way.

"Have one?"

I watched him sit in front of me, took out a cigarette and handed it to him.

This male surgeon was none other than the doctor who performed kidney transplantation that I saw on my way back a year ago.

At that time, he could see the reverence for life in his eyes.

You can also see his panic look. It can be said that at that time, he was still kind-hearted.

But now, even though he said it like this, there was joy in his eyes, and even a sense of accomplishment.

Obviously, his mentality has completely changed now.

The surgeon didn't say anything. He took it, lit it for himself, and sucked it beautifully.

At this time, another group leader brought a few people.

After seeing this, the surgeon sighed. Although there was some helplessness in his tone, I could hear a hint of pride:

"There is no other way. I can't rest for a moment. I can't accompany you anymore. I'm going to have an operation first."

The surgeon's eyes sparkled, then he took the scalpel, stamped out the cigarette, and walked towards the operating room.

When I saw this happening, I followed suit.

This operating room, to put it bluntly, is the room where surgeries are performed.

There is no secret at all. Everyone knows what the surgeon does in this park.

If the infirmary in the northern Myanmar park can still treat people, the infirmary here is the place where you will die.

When I came to the room where the surgeon performed the operation, I saw that the surgeon had the piglet handcuffed to the bed after the operation.

Yes, this is the kind of bed specially used for surgery.

It can lock people's limbs, making surgery more convenient.

Also without anesthesia.

I even doubt that this surgeon even knows what anesthesia is.

Anesthetics here are like banned drugs.

Anyway, during the operation, if the person cannot bear it, then just empty out everything and bury the person.

If a person can bear it, he might be able to survive a little by taking a kidney.

While I was thinking about it, the surgeon had already completed an operation.

Shake off the blood on your hands and start suturing.

The surgeon seemed not to hear the shrill screams of the man being operated on.

In other words, there was a look of peace of mind on his face.

His eyes were full of coldness, as if the person in front of him was not a human, but really the pig that Su Ming said.

I am also aware of this change in surgeon.

It was all because of the psychological counselor who kept instilling that knowledge in his head.

It can be said that performing such an operation is a contribution to the park and is a great job.

And these people who were subjected to such operations were all people who betrayed their relatives and were evil people.

And when he performed such an operation, he only punished evil and promoted good, which was a good deed.

Under such constant brainwashing, this surgeon did such things every day, and even said that he felt a sense of accomplishment.

Now, there is no need for those armed men to urge him to do it. He himself takes the initiative to do these things.

Treat such things as your own job.

I have to say, people, if their psychology has changed to a certain extent, then they have really changed.

When I saw this situation, I couldn't help but think of those piggies who were brainwashed and committed fraud. It was really too scary.

Just when I wanted to continue reading, A Ding ran in:

"Brother Bai, Boss She and the others are almost here. Brother Ming asked me to inform you that it's time to go to the entrance of the park."

"Well, let's go."

Hearing A Ding say this, I also retracted my thoughts, turned around and left here.

I'm not a mentally twisted person, so of course I can't stand this kind of thing.

Taking A Ding with him, he arrived at the entrance of the park in a short while.

Many people have already arrived at the entrance of the park. After all, Boss She and Commander Su are coming. Of course, they all want to show off in front of them.

After a year, there will always be an annual meeting, which is why Commander Su and Boss She are coming to this park.

"Tsk, Jiang Bai, you really don't pay attention to me at all, you came so late."

When Ming Zhiwen saw that I came so late, he jumped out and said.

At this time, Ming Zhiwen was already blind in one eye. As for how he became blind, it may be that evil deeds are punished.

"Tch, if you say that again, I don't mind not being able to see with your other eye."

I glanced at Ming Zhiwen with a sneer, and wanted me to say something:

Are you a clown? As soon as I came over, I was given such a big hat.

Ming Zhiwen also fell silent when he heard what I said.

When Su Ming heard that we were arguing, he also frowned and interrupted us:

"Okay, forget about the usual quarrels. Just hold it in today, just to give me face..."