The doctor said, use the origin stone to defeat the origin stone

So, promise me, doc?

"Don't leave me... will you, doctor."

"..." The doctor avoided answering, but picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into her mouth. "Have a meal."

"……I see."

Dinner became silent because of w's words.

The doctor is also thinking about w's words, he doesn't think about whether his actions are meaningful, or what he can get.

I am not a saint, and no one will be a saint.

However, if you don't do it yourself, how can you ask others to work hard for this world.

Happiness can reach the hands of the world only when the pain has to be shouldered by someone.

He is just willing to work hard for this world, and wants to see more people smiling.

Just like w, he can also meet his own happiness, and then show a beautiful smiling face.

...And, if he is not even going to fight for it, who would be willing to save the unfortunate.

There is no savior in the world, only pioneers who are angry and resist injustice.

Everyone is their own savior.

The doctor lowered his head and assured the girl.

"...I'll be fine, the origin stone can't hurt me."

"..." W looked up at him, but the circles of his eyes were slightly red, and he kicked him lightly. "How do you want me to believe it?"

The doctor wondered if he should grab an origin stone as a ping pong ball, but he felt someone holding his hand.

"It's okay...you can do it." She said, her face was full of seriousness, "But if you get the origin stone disease, you must tell me. I will take you to treat the disease, and I will support you .”

"...I won't get Originium Disease, don't worry." The doctor comforted W in this way, he believed that he would not get Originium Disease.

However, the explosion of the origin stone will still make people feel embarrassed.

"Ah."

……

At night, W still squeezed into the same bed with the doctor.

The girl asked the doctor,

"If I get Originium Disease, will you despise me?"

Of course she knew the doctor's attitude, and she just wanted to hear the doctor's promise that she would never leave.

This is also a love story in disguise, right?

"...Then I have even more reason to study ore disease." The doctor replied, so that W was out of breath.

Just when the girl was about to poke the doctor's waist, the doctor thought about the second half of his sentence.

"Because I don't want to cause you pain, I will be very distressed...Why did you poke me again." The doctor was a little innocent.

W pulled up the quilt to cover most of his face, although the doctor must not be able to see the lights at night, but hearing such words still makes people feel a little shy.

Especially when Tie Hanhan said it, the damage was extremely high.

My heart is softening, I have to hold on, w, this is just a beauty trick!

……Um……

Just let me sink into this conspiracy, or drown.

She answered in a low voice.

"Because I couldn't hold back."

I can't help but love your heart, you always make me want to possess and be touched insincerely, it seems that I have become worthless, and I am willing to continue to sink.

It must be your fault, girls are not wrong.

Yes, it is like that.

(communication on hold)

No.70 Seven days yes, there is only one word difference between infected and non-infected (8/9

W looked very happy on the second day, and she even showed the doctor a few times with the communicator.

It's a few pictures sent by Teresia. If you click on it, you can see Teresis wearing an apron and wearing pink heat-resistant gloves.

And the expression of His Royal Highness the Regent looked very serious, the appearance of facing the half-person-high large oven as if he was facing an enemy was really too funny, W laughed like a silly child beside him.

Just taking this opportunity, the doctor also told w that these chat records should not be kept and should be deleted.

The girl asked him strangely why he couldn't stay, and got an answer from the doctor after thinking about it for a long time last night.

"Because if your communicator is dropped and someone else sees it, it will be a great blow to the reputation of His Royal Highness the Regent."

W wondered for a long time, and finally gave the communicator to the doctor to handle by himself, and then played with the doctor's communicator by himself.

She watched the doctor poking at the screen of the communicator, and quietly opened the doctor's address book to see who he was communicating with.

'The Coachman of Tracys'

'Long live Teresa! '

'w (remark: up to not slip'

...?What is Dabuliu?What kind of note is this?

The girl frowned, deleted the note, and changed the name to 'dear'.

Well, that's right.

The girl glanced back quietly to confirm whether the doctor had noticed it.

Also, who is this guy called Long Live Theresia?A follower of His Highness?

W clicked on it and looked at it, his expression gradually became disgusted.

No wonder you want to delete the chat history, Tracy, you thick eyebrows and big eyes, so you are a fucking perverted sister-in-law.

The doctor picked out some things that must not be circulated and deleted them, and tried to keep normal records. After a long time, he finally solved it.

Turning to look at W, she was watching the news on her communicator.

She seemed to feel the doctor's gaze, and looked up, "Doctor, there seems to be turmoil near the store I went to yesterday."

"...?" The doctor gave her the communicator back, took his own and took a look.

It is Victoria's official media, and it is reporting an illegal parade organized by a vicious organization on the streets of Luo Fei, as well as vicious violence, causing large-scale residents to panic.

This time, there was no live broadcast of the scene, so the doctor couldn't help pulling the small map to an angle, trying to understand the situation on the scene.

"..."

The situation was worse than he expected.

……

The chaos at the scene could no longer be described as a vicious violent incident. To put it bluntly, it was an organized violent catharsis of patients with Originium disease, called a riot.

They hated throwing powder filled with unprocessed origin stones, scattering dust on this otherwise beautiful street.

For themselves, this may also aggravate the condition, but so what?

They endured the wind and cold outside the city of Londinium, and many people died outside the towering city walls.

And the people in this city are just happy and happy inside as always, who cares about their pain, who ever gave a piece of bread?

No, nothing.

They hate this city to the core, wishing that everyone would be like themselves, people suffering from Originium disease. If you want you to know what despair is like, what pain feels like, when you are hungry, that kind of expectation that someone will take pity on you Even once for self-comfort.

Y'all don't know, you're all indifferent demons, you're all damned!

Come to hell with me!

People with red eyes no longer want to think about their future. Anyway, there is no light at all. Looking back is the night, and going forward is an abyss without light.

At least the abyss will give you a bite to eat, there is nothing in the dark night, you have to worry about keeping each other warm, and whether the people huddled with you will be safe the next day.

Why don't you pity us?

Why do we have to bear this pain only if we are so miserable?

what about you?

We, don't deserve to be human?

That being the case, I am going to die anyway, I have nothing anyway, and no one cares about me anyway.

I'm not even afraid of death... I just want you to die with me!

The distorted malice rises, covering people's eyes.The world is not fair to him, and he has nowhere to go.

They have no hope.

The origin stone processing factory is already overcrowded, even if the treatment is harsh, many people are willing to go.

Because at least I can eat enough and have warm clothes.

But they were overcrowded, they had no shortage of manpower, and the Originium patients outside were also driven away.

Growing crops... huh,

There are so many wild animals in the wild, as long as a group of Originium animals pass by, they will be safe and sound, but what about the crops?

There are also those origin stone worms that are weak individually but form groups.

If you can survive, who would want to ask for death.

If I can have enough to eat... I will do anything.

There is not a lot of origin stone powder, and this kind of contraband will be re-examined, but there are still many people who accidentally inhale this origin stone powder.

Countless people fled out in horror, but were surrounded by Originium patients who came out of the sewer.

For a while, the infected people retreated a little. They were originally those high-ranking guys who would dismiss them and stay away when they met them. If they went up to talk to them, they would only be stopped by the guards at the city gate.

But they saw those people retreating in horror. They were afraid of these thugs, afraid that these guys would hurt themselves and turn themselves into infected people like them.

The temporary identity change brought a moment of discomfort to the infected person, but the body had a kind of pleasure first.

The pleasure of stepping on the feet of those who were originally high above, the unbalanced secretion of hormones made their rationality overwhelmed by this morbid pleasure.

I don't want to think about the consequences anymore, isn't that kind of thing already doomed?

The infected have no future, and are not even allowed a place to live in the city.

what about you?what about you?

If you become like me and get the Originium Disease, will you still be able to look at me with the same contemptuous eyes as before?

Will you be the same as me, wanting to beg poorly, and be covered in mud for tomorrow's full stomach?

Because we are patients with Originium disease, we have no future.

You are not, so you can waste your good time having fun in the city.

Now, you too.

I want you too.

No matter how beautiful the dream is, if I can't get it, I will be destroyed.

Don't you still admire the beauty of destruction?

I will let you become a living beauty, and let you know what beauty is.

Just like us, is the most beautiful.

In people's eyes, this group of infected people seems to be crazy and smashed wantonly. When they meet people, they beat them, sprinkle powder, grab the knives or sticks they picked up and wave them chaotically.

These thugs!Despicable bug!How dare they!