It took Soshiyang two seconds to guess why the lady wanted to hide the photo in her hair. Someone must have had a full body examination before coming. She was so hesitant, and it must have been because someone warned her not to say something bad.
Looking at the little faces covered with dust and dirt in the photo, and the eyes that were almost lost, Suoshiyang suddenly wanted to cry and laugh, and in the end they all turned into a strong murderous intent—
He really wanted to kill someone until the breath he was holding his chest was released...
He could almost simulate it in his mind. These children under ten years old worked in the factory for 14 to 16 hours a day. The overloaded high-intensity labor made them exhausted. Sometimes they didn't even have the energy to eat and fell asleep. Their working environment was like hell, the factory was simple, the ventilation equipment was poor, the deafening roar of machines, and the dirty and stuffy air destroyed their tender bodies, diseases, pain and death.
Perhaps it's just a distraction or a sleepy person, they will be caught in the roaring machine and be shattered by the huge gears and pistons...
If the meaning of life is only the faint scream of the roar of the machine, then what power is there to ask whom they worship, whom they believe in, whom they love, and whom they fight for?
Suoshyan suddenly felt very painful, unusual pain. He even envied warriors like Seth and Tiberis. They didn't have to think about these at all, nor did they care about them, let alone understand them. They just needed to fight, slaughter and be angry like a weapon.
Even like Coz did, picking up the butcher knife, killing it all, and burning everything, it seems not such a bad choice. At least he can see nothing and ignore anything, and in a sense it is easier.
But he couldn't do this, nor could he do this. Even his reason told him that even killing the factory owners and managers was meaningless, it was not a problem for a few people.
He used to be proud of his reason and thinking. He believed that this was his magic weapon to defeat many opponents, but now he hated this ability.
Maybe it was just an instinctive action, Soshiyang flipped over the photo, but found that there was still content on the back.
It was a letter written in very beautiful words.
After looking for a while, Soshiyang closed his eyes and spoke:
“Homo.”
"exist."
Haumo, standing against the pillar on his right hand, immediately stepped forward, and Soshiyan reached out to the other party.
"Read it and let everyone hear it."
Although he was a little confused, Haumo still clamped his weapon in his elbow, took off his helmet, and walked over to take the photo handed over by Soshiyan.
After just looking at it for two seconds, his brows immediately frowned.
"Read it."
Haomo took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the anger on his face, and then slowly spoke:
"Dear Angel Grandpa, my name is Asnar. I am writing to you, wishing you good health and wishing you good health. Please bless you with all the best. I am an orphan, with no father or mother. I worked in the Adidi shoe factory a long time ago. Many of my friends worked here, Little Wick, Ka, Yani... Originally, there was Viagra, but she was taken away before seven shifts. She was sold to the factory by her parents, but it seemed that the factory owner asked her to go to other places. I heard that it was because she was 13 years old and she had been crying before leaving... Yesterday I was beaten and I secretly slept in the repair room for a while.
I was too tired. The supervisor grabbed my hair and pulled me into the open space. He used a pie for work to suck me hard... On the day before the eleventh shift, I made a mistake in a piece. The supervisor broke the little finger of my left hand with a wrench. He always hit us with whatever he caught... There was nothing to eat. There was only water in the morning, and the black water was a little muddy. We could only eat the second muddy meal when we were off for 5 minutes... But there was always sand in the muddy, and the stuck alveolar was almost worn out. He always said that his toothache, and sometimes it hurts so much that he knocked his head with an iron can."
Haumor's hands were trembling, and he couldn't read any more, his anger burning under his eyes and skin.
"Captain of the Battle Team, let me kill these beasts!"
All the soldiers turned their heads and looked at Soshiyang, but Soshiyang just closed his eyes and replied coldly:
"Finished."
Haomo gasped for a few times and continued to grit his teeth and read out the following words.
"...Dear Angel Grandpa, send your mercy. The teacher said that you are the greatest hero in the world. The God Emperor sent to bring mercy to everyone. Please take us away from here and go anywhere. You may never be able to stand it anymore. Rod, the elder brother who used to take good care of us, died before twenty shifts. His hand was rolled in by the machine. The supervisor kept shouting to protect the machine. They sawed off Brother Rod's hand alive with a saw. He screamed in pain, and blood was sprayed everywhere. They were basically
No matter him... I write to you, I hope you can see that I write ugly, and the teacher can only secretly teach us at night, but I am always sleepy, and sometimes there is only one lamp, and everyone is surrounded by... The teacher is really good and very good, always throwing other people in the classroom during the day and leaving us with food residues secretly, letting us sleep in the classroom instead of next to the smelly ditch. Everyone said she should be an angel! Please pity us unfortunate orphans, dear angel grandpa."
At the end of the day, Haumo had already started to breathe, while Soshiyang opened his eyes, a little dull, but more powerless.
He looked at the female teacher who was still choking and asked in a warm voice:
"You wrote this letter, right?"
"...Asnar...I can't bring the letter in...He..."
"So that's it, 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 had already restless on the chair immediately looked at her with all kinds of suspicious eyes, and then something even surprised them even more happened. Soshiyang actually slowly lowered his body. Due to the inconvenience in wearing armor, he even knelt on one knee on the ground.
"What's wrong?"
"...Asnar... Last night... told him that an angel came to this world... He was very happy... He had been working for 17 hours in a row... He still wrote a letter for 1 hour... He said he wanted to dream of the angel's appearance... He went to bed... When the ringtone rang in the morning... I saw him staring straight upwards... as if he was going to see the angels through the ceiling and roof... he saw where the angel should be..."
Soshiyang pursed his lips and finally squeezed out two words.
"Feel sorry."
The teacher put down his hands and looked at Soshiyang with tears in his face.
Chapter completed!