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Chapter 83 The World(2/2)

For this research report, the state will conduct a special review. It can be said that this review is very strict, and for many people who barely become state alchemists, it is almost a life-threatening charm.

Edward takes this very lightly. The so-called national alchemist does not mean that he just sells his combat power to the country. It is not only his combat power, but in addition to this, he also has his own knowledge and knowledge of alchemy.

It can be said that he has sold his entire being to the country through his research on art.

Thinking of this, the speed of the train began to slow down slowly. Edward turned his head and looked out the window, and saw that the scenery that was beating rapidly behind him also slowed down and turned into a silent landscape.

Lifting the file box in his hand, it contained the knowledge that Edward saw from the Gate of Truth. For others, this knowledge may not be possible to come up with answers even if they think about it, but for Edward, it is just a matter of effort.

That's all.

The world may never have been fair.

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"It's unfair to say that, isn't it?"

Full of self-deprecation, the man named Dochett sat in front of Alphonse, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile. His eyes were half-closed, and they seemed to be filled with a look of disdain.

"It's unfair to say the least. Without any questioning, we, who almost sacrificed our lives for the country, were directly used as experimental materials." Dochet said, and a trace of sadness slowly appeared on his face.

"But in comparison, more people lost their lives directly because of this experiment."

Those who have lost their lives may not even have the chance to lament the injustice. All they can do is turn into a pile of corpses in silence, and then be randomly discarded in a corner, and finally be cremated.

"So later on, we thought about it. Anyway, if no one takes care of my body, I will die. So, regardless of whether it is a synthetic beast or not, as long as I can survive by chance, it can be regarded as a victory."

What a cheap win…

Alphonse sighed softly.

For this unfair world and for myself. (To be continued...)
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