Fengjing Notes
Chapter 18 Chapter 18
Yan
I am a person without a childhood.
For as long as I can remember, I've lived on an isolated island.There are 34 children with me, from different regions and countries, without parents, only instructors and a group of mercenaries.
We don't have a name, and we use numbers as pronouns.On this isolated island, my name is 13.
In addition to physical fitness and fighting training every day is the use of sticks and guns.Moreover, there is no limit to force on the isolated island.
As long as you have strength, even if you kill someone you don't like, they will turn a blind eye.The natural life instinct of the jungle is fully displayed here.
At the beginning, everyone was young, and even if there were fights, they were small fights.
until the onset of puberty.
I don't know what adolescence is on an isolated island.I only know that boys' bodies are stretched and elongated, girls' second genitals are developing, and the whole island is filled with hormones.
Disagreement occurs when the boy wants to vent his desire but is rejected by the girl, and the conflict between the girl and the girl spreads until the boy fights.
During that long period of adolescence, 34 people on the isolated island died of fighting and 18 people died.Among them, I killed ten people.
Those men with strong secretion of hormones actually focused their attention on my head. In this isolated island where violence can be used, they kept circling around me like flies.
I can't bear it, and I never want to.
The group of hormone-ridden men jumped at me like moths to a flame, and my hands were covered with blood, including the blood of the group of mercenaries.
What was more restless than the young men was the group of young and powerful mercenaries who were used to living their lives with beauties in their arms.To the island is still lawless.
The mercenaries are not fixed, and a new group of people will come every year.Then every batch, I will kill a few.
Even so, I still live well, and the anger from the mercenary is suppressed by the instructor.
I looked at the young woman who always had a straight face, and a corner of my heart began to agitate.
My island life ended in one summer.
That day, the instructor appeared in front of us and told us a way to get out.
All, enter a wood on an isolated island.Three days later, or the person who comes out, can get on the helicopter leading to the outside world.
The whole atmosphere suddenly became serious, and everyone looked at their former friends and partners warily.
I scoffed at it.
Because I have no friends, everyone will be my enemy and a stumbling block to my freedom.
I killed all those 15 people in the woods, and came to the finish line with scars and blood on my hands.
She was waiting for me at the exit.
Her brown hair reflected the dazzling light in the sun, and it was the most beautiful color I had ever seen.
"You really are the best", she looked at me and smiled.
"At the last level, if you beat me, you will be free."She pointed to the helicopter with its propellers spinning not far away.
I really just thought it would be enough to win her, until she sent her soft chest to my knife edge.
"I knew you would come out".She lay in my arms, reaching out to touch my face tenderly.
At that moment, I probably knew.This is probably love.
I took off the piece of amber she was wearing around her neck, turned around and boarded the helicopter hovering in the air.
I am a person without a childhood.
For as long as I can remember, I've lived on an isolated island.There are 34 children with me, from different regions and countries, without parents, only instructors and a group of mercenaries.
We don't have a name, and we use numbers as pronouns.On this isolated island, my name is 13.
In addition to physical fitness and fighting training every day is the use of sticks and guns.Moreover, there is no limit to force on the isolated island.
As long as you have strength, even if you kill someone you don't like, they will turn a blind eye.The natural life instinct of the jungle is fully displayed here.
At the beginning, everyone was young, and even if there were fights, they were small fights.
until the onset of puberty.
I don't know what adolescence is on an isolated island.I only know that boys' bodies are stretched and elongated, girls' second genitals are developing, and the whole island is filled with hormones.
Disagreement occurs when the boy wants to vent his desire but is rejected by the girl, and the conflict between the girl and the girl spreads until the boy fights.
During that long period of adolescence, 34 people on the isolated island died of fighting and 18 people died.Among them, I killed ten people.
Those men with strong secretion of hormones actually focused their attention on my head. In this isolated island where violence can be used, they kept circling around me like flies.
I can't bear it, and I never want to.
The group of hormone-ridden men jumped at me like moths to a flame, and my hands were covered with blood, including the blood of the group of mercenaries.
What was more restless than the young men was the group of young and powerful mercenaries who were used to living their lives with beauties in their arms.To the island is still lawless.
The mercenaries are not fixed, and a new group of people will come every year.Then every batch, I will kill a few.
Even so, I still live well, and the anger from the mercenary is suppressed by the instructor.
I looked at the young woman who always had a straight face, and a corner of my heart began to agitate.
My island life ended in one summer.
That day, the instructor appeared in front of us and told us a way to get out.
All, enter a wood on an isolated island.Three days later, or the person who comes out, can get on the helicopter leading to the outside world.
The whole atmosphere suddenly became serious, and everyone looked at their former friends and partners warily.
I scoffed at it.
Because I have no friends, everyone will be my enemy and a stumbling block to my freedom.
I killed all those 15 people in the woods, and came to the finish line with scars and blood on my hands.
She was waiting for me at the exit.
Her brown hair reflected the dazzling light in the sun, and it was the most beautiful color I had ever seen.
"You really are the best", she looked at me and smiled.
"At the last level, if you beat me, you will be free."She pointed to the helicopter with its propellers spinning not far away.
I really just thought it would be enough to win her, until she sent her soft chest to my knife edge.
"I knew you would come out".She lay in my arms, reaching out to touch my face tenderly.
At that moment, I probably knew.This is probably love.
I took off the piece of amber she was wearing around her neck, turned around and boarded the helicopter hovering in the air.
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