I was raised in the simulator, and I’m really not a bad woman in Ark!

[You were originally tending to the flowers, but you couldn't help but spit a mouthful of blood onto a bunch of white Lycoris radiata, dyeing the originally pure white petals into a deep red.]

[You relied on your will and the last bit of your strength to lock the door of the flower shop with all your strength, then stumbled and held onto the wall, coughing up blood as you walked back to your room on the second floor, and locked the door that you had strengthened tightly, enduring the excruciating pain that seemed to rip your heart apart, as if every piece of your flesh and blood was cramping, and curled up in a ball and lay on the bed.]

[The originally neat bed sheet was wrinkled by your struggling due to the pain, and the pure white color was also stained red by your sweat and the blood you kept coughing up.]

[Your weak eyes gradually begin to lose their brilliance. This is not an illusion but a true physical distortion of flesh and blood that is truly appearing on your body. Flesh and blood are constantly surging from your lamb-white back, trying to tear it apart as you moan in pain.]

[At this moment, your consciousness is on the verge of being torn apart, and you finally realize the horror of the potion.]

[But it was too late for you to realize all this. The flesh and blood deformities and pain caused by the potion made it impossible for you to even ask for help.]

[As if waiting for death is your only destination. ]

[At this moment, besides being terrified and unwilling, you also feel a sense of relief for some reason. After all, it seems that your death is not a big deal...]

[Golatia has her own future. Skadi and Laurentina have also chosen the paths they want to take according to their own hearts. And Galatia has also promised you that she will take care of them. The monastery will not cease to function without your help. The children may be sad because they can't see you, but time will erase all scars.

Friendly neighbors and old customers may feel sorry for your death, but after expressing their regret, it will not have any impact on their lives.

It seems... that it wouldn't be a big deal if you died like this. 】

[On the contrary, it can help me escape from my useless life and disabled body, and also help me find my parents who have passed away long ago.]

[Thinking in this way, you gradually discover that death is not so scary after all. ]

[The already unclear consciousness in the torment of pain gradually became on the verge of completely dissipating as the panting intensified and the heartbeat quickened.]

[The constantly wriggling flesh seemed to be making its final sprint before victory, ready to tear the girl's smooth back at any moment and grow out violently.]

[However, before your consciousness was about to truly dissipate, the dark blue abyss grew along the cracks of your room little by little with the hum of the sea, and gradually enveloped you in great pain.]

[It calmed down the restless flesh and blood, and prevented you from falling into eternal sleep.]

[The next day, you woke up in confusion, looking at yourself who was not dead, and the fish scales gradually growing out of the clothes on your right arm, you fell into silence for a long time.]

[But in the end, even though you almost died at the hands of Agor's top brass, you still managed to remain calm on the surface as much as possible, reopened the flower shop as usual, and pretended that nothing had happened.]

[Although I am very angry, I also want to take revenge. ]

[But as an adult, you understand your own powerlessness, so you can do nothing except pretend that you know nothing and nothing happened. ]

[This is not only to protect yourself, but also to protect those you care about. ]

[The only solution you can think of is to be patient and let Agor's superiors return empty-handed and finally give up on their experiment on you.]

[Before that, all you need to do is be patient, accept and pretend. ]

[Although I don't know how I managed to endure the pain from the first dose of the potion, I think since I experienced it the first time, I can endure it the second time.]

【So you choose to be patient, and you can only choose to be patient. 】

[You want to bear all the suffering alone, and you also feel that the pain may only befall you alone. ]

[However, little do you know that the obsession and madness of the upper echelons of Agor far exceeds your imagination...]

Chapter 99: The Final Calm, the Coming of Hai Si

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"How is the experimental subject doing recently?"

In the core area of ​​Water City, the capital of Agor, in a luxurious and technological office on a high-rise building, Goletia's mother was reading the information transmitted by her subordinates while asking her confidants about the situation of Ekalos.

After half a year of preparation, the Research Department finally came up with a potion that could activate the flesh and blood of the deep-sea hunter in a short period of time and bring it to its peak.

She was very dissatisfied with this speed.

But at this moment, she was more concerned about the current condition of the experimental subject Ekalos after being injected with the potion.

Upon hearing this, the confidant beside him, who had already been monitoring every move of Ekaros's life, gave a respectful reply.

"Mr. Archon, the experimental lady did not show any abnormality. She is no different from usual."

"I see... You didn't choose to run away either? Heh, you seem to be a smart guy."

She casually slid out the information and photos of Ikaros on the virtual screen in mid-air. Her blood-red eyes swept over the beautiful woman on the screen. Although she was smiling, she was even more chilling than when she had a cold face.

Even her close confidants who were extremely respectful to her couldn't help but tremble, and subconsciously held their breath to reduce their presence.

After spending a long time with this consul, Miss Confidant was very clear about his paranoid and cold personality, and she also knew that when he smiled, nothing good happened.

Although it is not clear why this lady named Ikaros was targeted by the Archon, it is also unclear what kind of experiment she is the subject of.

But at this moment, Miss Confidant still sympathized with the other party from the bottom of her heart.

After all, no one who is targeted by this Lord Archon can have a good ending.

It's such a pity for Miss Ekaros, she's so pretty...

She felt a little sad in her heart, but that was all the emotion in Miss Trust's heart. It was a pity and sympathy, but when it came to executing orders and giving commands, she would never show mercy.

For the future and continuation of Agor, all cruelty and sacrifice are acceptable.

It was like this in the past, and it will certainly be like this now and in the future.

"Prepare for the next phase. Try to keep the number of casualties within an acceptable range, but deaths can occur appropriately in those areas of special concern."

Gloria's mother took one last look at the description of Ikaros in the document, and in a calm and cold tone, she issued this order that would determine the fate of who knows how many people.

The confidant beside him nodded in response, then turned and left to arrange related matters.

At this moment, only Gloria's mother was left in the office.

And Gloria's mother sat quietly in this spacious yet seemingly cold office. She was originally planning to continue processing documents, but she seemed to suddenly remember something.

He picked up the private terminal and said something to the person on the other end. Only after receiving the other party's reply and affirmation did he feel relieved.

Then he took out a photo of Gloria's childhood from somewhere, and was silent for a long time. Finally, he seemed to want to tell Gloria, and murmured in a low voice as if talking to himself:

"You will understand me."

"All sacrifices are worth it, everything is for the continuation of Agor..."

After muttering to herself, the tall beauty finally sighed, but the sorrow and sadness were only fleeting. She then returned to her usual cold and indifferent look, put away the photos, and went back to her work.

……

"Icarus, it's all thanks to you. If you hadn't helped us these years, our monastery would have been disbanded long ago."

At the same time, on the other side, Ikaros, who was still unaware of the impending danger, looked at the hunchbacked and kind old nun in front of him thanking him. He felt a little flustered and quickly pushed back the coin that the other party had stuffed into his hand.

Her purpose of coming here to help was never to gain something.

It was just to repay the old nun for her comfort and care, and to alleviate his loneliness by taking care of those children who had lost their parents.

From the beginning to the end, Ikaros felt that he was the one who should be thanked.

Besides, after all, her contribution to the monastery was insignificant, even not worth mentioning.

Well, at least that's how it seemed to Ekaros himself.

"You don't need to thank me. I'm still bothering you after all these years. I should be the one thanking you."

After pushing the coin that the old nun had forced upon him back into her arms, Ikaros quickly wrote down what he wanted to say in the small notebook he carried with him, and handed it to the old nun in front of him with a frown and a resolute attitude.

'As for the help I have given over the years, I have done it willingly as a volunteer to repay your kindness in raising me, so please do not measure this gratitude with money.'

"But, that money..."

"What money? I don't know, Ekalos. Isn't that anonymous donation from kind people? I'm just a small flower shop owner, how can I get so much money?"

Without waiting for the old nun to say something meaningful, Ikaros wrote a rebuttal at the speed of light, and lied to the person who was like half a mother to him without blushing or beating his heart.

But even though Ikaros denied the money had anything to do with him.

But in fact, all the resident nuns in the monastery knew that a large part of the continuous "donations" came from this sickly beauty who often came to volunteer as a nun.

Although it was an anonymous donation, Icarus, as the donor, also deliberately changed his writing habits and handwriting, but for the old nun who watched Icarus grow up.

What's the difference between Ikaros' disguise and wearing sunglasses and trying to say that you are not Ikaros?

In front of their elders, the younger generations' little thoughts are always easy to see through.

But what can we do even if we can see it?

Ikaros was of course aware that her secret donation had been exposed long ago, but as long as she kept denying it and insisted on it, would the old nun be able to return the money to her?

Besides, the monastery really needs these donations to maintain itself, and the old nun really has nothing to say.

In the end, I can only sigh helplessly.

"Ah, child, you are always so gentle, so gentle that it makes people feel distressed."

As the old nun spoke, she skillfully touched Ikaros' head, and Ikaros obediently lowered his head so that the old nun could touch him as she used to.

The soft light blue hair had a faint luster, which was one of the few parts of Ikaros' fragile body that was no different from a normal Agor. The old nun looked at Ikaros who had grown up in front of her, and the more she stroked his light blue hair, the more distressed she felt for the person in front of her.

In fact, the old nun did not believe in God, and the reason she became a nun here was only because the previous nun had taken care of her for most of her life.

But at this moment, the old nun looked at the gentle girl in front of her who was as fragile as porcelain and so beautiful that she made people feel connected.

For the first time, she prayed that there really was a god in this world who could bless this gentle child in front of her.

At least, after this ruthless world has deprived her of her health, her parents and her relatives, can you please give this gentle child in front of you a last bit of tenderness?

If there really is a God in the world, then the old nun sincerely prays this way.

And I sincerely hope that Ikaros can be happy for the rest of his life.

It’s best to find a good partner to rely on as soon as possible.

Only in this way can the old nun be completely relieved about Ikaros' future.

Although living alone is free, it is not as secure as living with two people, at least that's the view of the old nun, an Agor.

"Little Ekaros, are you planning on finding a boyfriend or something?"

Thinking of this, the old nun's thoughts as a parent also emerged, and she asked Ekalos this question with some curiosity.

It’s not that she wanted to urge Ekaros to find someone to marry, but she couldn’t bear to give up such a good child.

But Ikaros was indeed getting old, and was about to turn 30, but there was not even a shadow of a man around her, which made the old nun somewhat anxious.

The old nun didn't think that a beautiful and gentle child like Icarus couldn't get married.

It’s just that the old lady is always worried, and she can clearly see that Ekalos’ health is getting worse.

It's natural to hope that this child can find someone he can rely on for life this morning.

"Eh?! This...this matter, haha, I think I'm still quite young, so I don't need to worry about this aspect yet..."

Ikaros, who was originally enjoying the old nun's pat on the head and reminiscing about the peaceful and warm past days, suddenly froze all over, then forced a smile and tactfully wrote down his thoughts in his notebook.

In fact, she has always been grateful to and fond of the kind and gentle old nun in front of her since she was a child.

But ever since I became an adult, the old nun has always mentioned this matter to me intentionally or unintentionally.

As a result, whenever Ekaros was mentioned about this, he couldn't help but tremble all over. After all, the more he liked his elders at home, the more his love would be transformed into fear when he was tortured by them about boyfriends and girlfriends...

What's more, compared to strange men, Ikaros would rather live with the people he is familiar with, such as Gloria, Laurentina, and Skadi.

"Is that so? Then little Ekaros, remember to pay attention to this aspect. After all, you are still very popular. Don't be fooled by those bad men out there. If you find one, remember to ask me to help you check it out. Although I am old, I still have some experience in this area."

It was obvious that Ikaros didn't want to mention this matter, and the old nun didn't say anything more. She just gave him some instructions, then seemed to have remembered something and asked:

"By the way, what about that silly girl who likes to follow you around? I remember her name is Skadi, right? Why hasn't she followed you around recently?"

The old nun's words stunned Ikaros, who had just breathed a sigh of relief. She then handed the warm water she had poured for the old nun to her, and then quickly wrote down her doubts in the notebook under her kind gaze.

"Uh... well, Skadi has been gone for almost a year. She joined the army as a deep-sea hunter. I think I mentioned that before."

Looking at the old nun in front of him, Ikaros tilted his head in confusion. After all, she came to the monastery once a week.

As for Skadi's matter, she remembered that she had already told the old nun about it half a year ago.

How could the old nun have forgotten so quickly?

Although the old nun is very old, Icarus knows very well how good her memory is. Logically, she should not have forgotten such a question.

"What?... That's weird. Maybe I remembered it wrongly. It seems that I am older now. I am not that young anymore."