I, the refined goblin, loaded the ultimate training system

"Dad...help me...I'm in so much pain."

My daughter's dying voice kept echoing in my ears, so much so that I didn't even remember what the old Walker said to me right in front of me. I only saw him breaking it into pieces?The bread was placed before me.

I picked up the piece of bread and put it to my mouth, but when I was about to swallow it, I suddenly saw that it was not bread at all, but a bloody piece of human flesh.

I am a cannibal. I have been committing sins since I was born. If I hadn’t eaten other people’s flesh and blood, there would be no way I could survive today.

I live by cannibalism, but my wife and daughter were also eaten because of me. I should have woken up, but now I have started cannibalism again. In order to continue to stay here and to satisfy my desire for revenge, I They are eating the children on the other side of the wall with the people here.

My name is Clarian Redham, and I am a heinous scum, the scum of scum.I survived by eating people, but now I don't want to eat people anymore.

Under Old York's puzzled gaze, I put down the bread, stood up, and left on the pretext of going to the bathroom, and then came to the next room.

Looking at the red lever on the wall, I put my hand on it several times, but then put it down again.

I knew very well that once I pulled it off, it would be irreversible.

But eventually I pulled it off.

The moment the lever fell, I suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation and comfort, as if something that had been weighing me down disappeared.

As the sound of gears turning came out, Old York rushed in with a roar, grabbed me by the collar and asked me why I did this.

For this, I could only apologize to him, tears fell down my cheeks, and my mask fell to the ground due to the shock.

At least this time, I made a less bad decision.

I don’t know why Old York didn’t kill me, but he scolded me a few words and then left. From the look in his eyes, it was easy to see that he was ready to kill someone.

Although I was very sorry for him, in order to prevent my efforts from being in vain, I quietly followed him again, knocked him out with a broken brick when he didn't have spare parts, and then stumbled into the basement to prepare to take care of the children. leave.

However, when I walked in I realized that I was once again late.

Chapter 136 The Birth of a Monster

I have never seen what hell looks like, but when I look around, I am sure that even hell will not be more terrifying and bloody than here.

The corpses of more than 20 children were scattered everywhere like discarded chickens. The blood flowed out and almost covered the entire circular basement floor. The smell of blood was so strong that it made people crazy. I just took a breath and my body couldn't bear it. I couldn't help but gag.

What's even more frightening is that these dead children can see obvious bite marks on their bodies, as if they were attacked by wild beasts such as wild wolves.

It was hard for me to accept this outcome. Only a few hours had passed, but all these children had died tragically.

But just when I was scratching my head and almost collapsed, a familiar voice came to my ears.

"Uncle...are you here to take me away?"

I was startled, and turned my head suddenly to look at the source of the sound. I saw a small figure standing up from the dark corner, and then walked slowly in front of me.

Fu...Funya?

I looked at the little person covered in blood in front of me. If I wasn't familiar with her figure, I would hardly be able to recognize her.

At this moment, the little girl's body, limbs, hair, and face were all covered with black-red blood. Blood could even be seen dripping from the gaps between her mouth and fingers. She was not so much a seven- or eight-year-old girl. It would be better to say that she looked like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

The only thing that hasn't changed is her clear eyes, which don't show the slightest bit of madness, but rather a bit of cowardice.

"This...did you do these?"

Looking at Funia's terrifying appearance, an incredibly terrifying thought suddenly appeared in my mind.

However, facing my question, Funya nodded slightly, confirming my guess.

"Uncle, you said I bite like a wolf, but I don't know what a wolf is, so I asked them, and they told me that a wolf wants to bite, so I..."

Funya stopped a little scared as she spoke, looking at me with a look of anticipation and fear.

"I...I did what you said. Can you, can you be my new father?"

After listening to her words, I could no longer maintain the strength in my legs, and I knelt on the ground with a bang. There was an unbearable pain when my knees hit the ground, but I didn't care at all, and my body couldn't stop shaking. With.

Once again, I personally made an irreparable mistake.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you? Did I do something wrong?" Funia was frightened and at a loss when she saw my strange behavior.

"No, you are not wrong...it was me who was wrong."

I hugged her, and tears of guilt could not help but flow down, but these tears were not enough to wash away my sins, nor could they wash away the blood on Funya's body.

"Let's go...Daddy will take you out of here."

……

In order to avoid being discovered by others, I took Funia and quickly ran out of the underground passage to leave. However, at the gate of the base, we happened to bump into the smiling man - apparently he rushed after hearing the noise. Come over, and Old Walker, who wakes up later, also arrives.

I thought everything was going to be over, but unexpectedly, Old Walker didn't tell me that I opened the basement door without permission and knocked him unconscious.

The smiling man was originally furious because I brought Funya out, but after I told her that Funya was the only survivor of this "selection" and asked him to go and take a look around the basement, his attitude immediately changed. It just changed.

The smiling man praised me for finding a nearly perfect "seed" for the organization, and then prepared to personally take Funya through the next step of "transformation."

But what the smiling man didn't expect was that Funya was only willing to follow me. She seemed to have truly regarded me as her "dad".

In desperation, the smiling man could only let me continue to take care of Funya and wait for the organization's next move towards her.

After becoming a "seed", Funya's living conditions were much better. The organization arranged a separate cabin and generous meals for her, and I also moved in with him.

I tried to find and create opportunities to take her away, but at this time the organization's surveillance of us had reached a crazy level. There were at least four people guarding the house all day long, and we could not leave the house at will without the permission of the smiling man.

In this case, I can only focus on other things first - such as educating Funya about the correct understanding of the world.

During my communication with her, I learned that she was an orphan and was raised by her grandmother in a slum. This experience was somewhat similar to my own when I was a child. The only difference was that I did not have a grandmother who took care of me until I was eight years old, so I He is more mature than her at the same age.

Like many children, she has a very strong thirst for knowledge, but I am quite experienced in answering children's questions, and I quickly helped her cognitive level rise to a normal level.

At least now she can understand that sometimes the reason why the chicken legs taste bitter is because I accidentally burned them.

But there are two things I have never explained to her, and that is "death" and "murder".

My original intention was to protect her. After all, if a seven or eight-year-old child realized what he had done in that basement, it would probably leave an indelible shadow for the rest of his life.

But I would soon regret my decision.

On the tenth day after we moved into the small house, the Smiling Man began to force Funya to drink some weird alchemical potions every day, and she had to drink them in front of him.

But this didn't bother me. By teaching Funya some simple magic tricks, I successfully made her hide a bottle of potion on her body.

I have to test it myself to see what it is. If it is some kind of poison or addictive medicine, I have to take Funya away immediately, no matter how high the risk is.

Fortunately, after drinking the potion, my body did not have any adverse reactions. On the contrary, my physical strength was much better than before, and some minor problems caused by alcoholism also disappeared.

Obviously, this is just a potion used to enhance the human body.

Funya's physique increased very quickly. In just half a month, she became stronger than me. She could easily pick up furniture several times heavier than herself. I began to realize that she was powerful. She has a warrior talent, which may be why the organization considers her as a "seed".

Chapter 137 Layout

Then, the smiling man began to forcefully take Funya away for a few hours every day. I tried to ask her what she was doing, but the smiling man seemed to have noticed something was wrong with me and refused to tell me what was going on.

I can only roughly understand from Funya's description after she came back that they are teaching her how to use weapons and destruction magic - these scumbags are planning to build a fighting machine that they have been trained since childhood. I have to think of a way.

I tried to get Funya to pretend to be sick, but this trick was quickly discovered and had the opposite effect. The doctor called by the smiling man saw through the little girl’s disguise, and then he warned me harshly, don’t Do extra things.

I had no choice but to let Funia learn how to fight with them during the day. When she came back, I tried to teach her some normal hobbies, such as singing, painting, etc., and told her not to learn those kinds of fighting. Techniques to attack others unless you are in danger, especially not to kill.

But when Funya blinked and asked me what "murder" meant, I still couldn't muster up the courage to tell her the truth. I was really worried that her heart wouldn't be able to accept the impact of the truth.

Funya is a very smart child. She learns everything very quickly. She can easily master singing, drawing, dancing...even the magic and fighting skills taught by the smiling men.

But what makes me feel uneasy is that compared to things that normal children should like like painting and dancing, Funya seems to be more interested in teaching combat.

I tried to ask her why, but the little guy's answer made me laugh.

"Although painting and other things are interesting... But I feel that only by learning these things can I live better in the future." Funya nodded her head and answered very seriously, which made me fall into silence.

In a sense, Funya and I are very similar. We were both children who were abandoned by our parents and were born in the slums. For her, survival is the most important thing, and it was the same for me back then.So I don't know how to make her give up this concept, because even I can't do it myself.

She may be right, in such a dangerous environment, learning how to fight is too much work than painting or something.

As the days passed, Funya soon became a low-level warrior and magician - you must know that she had not exercised for a day before and was malnourished for a long time. Such a talent was like a monster.

The smiling man was very satisfied with this and said that the next round of tests would begin soon. If Funya could pass, the organization would give her a certain amount of "freedom" - provided the organization could still control her.

Within a few days, a new "test" began.

After Fonia returned to the hut that day, I prepared a roasted chicken leg and a few pieces of bread for her as usual - these are her favorite things to eat. However, she did not move a bite, but looked up. He said with a somewhat painful expression on his face.

"Dad, I'm so hot. The medicine I drank today is different..."

When I heard this, I felt a buzz in my head that was about to burst. Without thinking, I picked her up and placed her on the bed, and then started making porridge.

During this period, Funya's body temperature rose rapidly at an incredible speed. At first, when I touched her hand, she only had a low-grade fever. When I realized something was wrong, Funya was already extremely hot, and red spots began to appear on her body. Strange patterns, the skin even emitted steam.

"It's so hot...Dad, I'm so hot..."

Funya was lying on the bed and murmuring in a daze. Judging from her appearance, she was already delirious.

I had never seen such a terrible disease, and naturally I didn't know how to deal with it. I reached out to touch her forehead, and my fingers were burned almost instantly - this was by no means an ordinary disease.

I had no choice but to ask the smiling man for help. They probably didn’t want anything to happen to Funia, otherwise all their hard work these days would be in vain.

The smiling man seemed to have expected this, and told me that this was the second round of "selection". If Funya couldn't handle it, it would only prove that she was not qualified.

Although in my heart after hearing this, I wanted to go forward and smash his face together with that funny mask, my reason still made me go back and take care of Funya first.

In order to cool down, I soaked her completely in the bathtub and put a lot of ice cubes in. However, all the ice cubes melted in less than 1 minute, and the water temperature began to rise rapidly.

For four hours, I tried almost every method to cool down Funya, and she finally came over.

But I couldn't be happy, because at the end I could clearly see that Funya's head had grown horns that were obviously not human, and her body even had some scales and a tail.

Now, the word "dragon person" would be more appropriate to describe her.

Now everything is clear. The reason why the organization wants to get children like Funya is to select among them those who can withstand this medicine and transform into dragons.

When he learned that Funya had survived the transformation, the smiling man was extremely excited and ran over to check it out almost like crazy. He kept making strange laughter from his mouth, which made my body feel sick.

Although Funya's life is not in danger for the time being, after this incident, I clearly realized that if she continues to stay in the organization, she will encounter more dangers sooner or later.

I had to think of a way to make her leave, and I thought about it all night, and finally came up with a clever, but also extremely risky, plan.

After Funia woke up, I told her to be prepared to leave me in the next few days, to protect herself well, to be a good child, and to never be a bad person.

After hearing this, the little girl thought I didn't want her anymore, and cried very sadly. I could only keep explaining to her that this was to create opportunities to leave here, and promised her that I would stay with her after she left. Only then did he agree with tears.

Then I found the smiling man and offered to stop staying with Funya and return to a normal position.

He originally thought that I might have feelings for Funya, but now that I took the initiative to leave, I could further control Funya through education and brainwashing, so he agreed.

More importantly, because Funya successfully resisted the transformation, the organization's superiors were coming, and he had to make some preparations in advance.

The reason why I did this is also very simple, that is, only after returning to my position as an ordinary member can I have the opportunity to go to the outside world.

Chapter 138 Escape

After calming down for a few days to lower the smiley man's guard, I began to write a letter. The content was also very simple, that is, I knew the true cause of the queen's death many years ago. At the same time, I also wrote about the little trick I used to divert my attention. After that, I spent a lot of money and asked someone with channels to send this letter to the eldest prince.

I am actually not sure about the identity of that noble woman, but whether it was the huge commotion after her death or the news that the queen died of illness and the king was seriously ill within a few days, they all hinted at her actual identity.

As long as he can interest the eldest prince and take action against the organization, he might be able to take Funia out of the chaos.

Facts have proved that my letter is very powerful. Less than half a month after I sent it, I received an immediate response. Several of the prince’s officials contacted me in the agreed way and asked about my requirements.

I provided them with the location of the organization's base and various related information, and told them that in more than ten days, the real murderer of the queen should come here. By the way, I also told them that hundreds of missing children in the vicinity were all reported. related to the organization.

I have lied to people for most of my life, but this time I didn't tell a single lie. I just hid a little information. The reason why I speculated that the smiling man's superior was the guard around the noble woman was because I got the information from other colleagues.

After the prince's officials said they would take action at that time, I was slightly relieved. My personal power was too weak, and I could only use this method to fight against the organization.

More than ten days later, the smiling man's superior came.

Almost all members who were not performing tasks were asked by the smiling man to wait at the entrance of the base in advance to welcome them. As an important "assistant" who found Funia, I stood beside the smiling man.

Not long after, a group of people dressed as businessmen came over on horseback. The leader was wearing a big-brimmed hat. His appearance could not be seen clearly from a distance, but he must be the superior of the smiling man.

What made my body tremble a little was that the figure opposite looked very familiar, very similar to the guy from before.

"Where is the man?"

After dismounting, the man in the brimmed hat didn't pay any attention to our appearance. Instead, he walked directly in front of the smiling man and asked coldly.

It's him...it's him!