You Call This A D-Level Ability?

Life in the orphanage is very boring, even torture.

I have to get up at six o'clock every morning and go for a run as required by the dean.

He never tired of this meaningless behavior, and even called it to increase our physical fitness.

During the run, anyone whose steps are out of order or different from others will be picked out immediately and taken into a small dark room after the run.

Not only that, if anyone does something he doesn't like, or if he is just in a bad mood, he will punish people arbitrarily in this way.

Everyone lives in fear, but they still have to squeeze out a smile under his pressure.

Even just because someone didn't smile brightly enough, he would use it as an excuse to yell at someone or punish them severely.

Afterwards we would eat some nutritious breakfast and then go into the "classroom" to study.

It is said to be learning, but in fact it allows us to read some books full of words on our own.

But how can we understand these books if we have never learned how to read them?

However, even if you don't understand, you still have to pretend to hold the book and continue reading.

Once the dean discovers that anyone does not read well, they will also be punished.

As he said, in the orphanage, he is God!

Fortunately, Ke Liang helped me.

He has taken good care of me since I entered the orphanage.

His family members died in the fire, but he survived by chance because he went out to buy things, and was then sent to this orphanage.

According to him, I was very similar to his dead brother.

Ke Liang is very smart. Although he is only a few years older than me, his literacy is already comparable to that of a teenager.

The dean is not always in the classroom during the morning study period.

Ke Liang seemed to have been observing and recording the dean's activity frequency.

He would secretly teach me how to read every day when the dean was away.

With his help, I gradually became able to understand these books and learned a lot of knowledge.

I also learned that Ke Liang’s weird hairstyle is called cockscomb or mohawk.

For some reason, I started to think this hairstyle was pretty cool.

Every afternoon, we would be taken to the yard of the orphanage for free activities.

There are many rides here, and the short two hours are almost the happiest time of the day.

And every time at this time, the uncles and aunts from the neighboring community would pass by and take pictures of us through the gap between the gates with smiles.

It seems that the director is using this method to make others think that we are very happy in the orphanage.

Time passes slowly, and slowly, I will find that a few of the children in the orphanage always disappear very suddenly.

But within a few days, new children will join, just like me.

The dean's explanation was that they were adopted.

Every time at this time, I would be very envious and long for myself to be adopted and escape from this hellish prison as soon as possible.

But Ke Liang's words brought me back to reality.

"They were not adopted, they were sold."

We sat on the swing. His tone was very cold, but his face had the same smile as before.

After his explanation, I finally understood.

This so-called orphanage is actually a place where children are trafficked.

Dean Chu seems to be connected to an organization secretly.

He would look for various orphans in Jiangcheng or even several nearby cities, and bring them to the orphanage in various ways.

All children who disappeared for no reason were "shipped" when they were ten years old.

As for those who are irritating and anger the dean, they will also be "handled" in special ways.

I don't know why Ke Liang knows these things so well.

But his expression didn't look like he was lying, and I felt a deep sense of despair.

However, at this moment, he suddenly looked at me seriously and asked me a question.

"Qu Yi, do you want to escape from prison with me?"

I froze slightly and looked around.

The entire orphanage is surrounded by a three-meter-high wall, like a cage, locking us in here.

The only iron gate is always closed, and there is a security guard sitting at the door.

I simply can't imagine how to escape from here.

Although I desperately want to escape this hell, no matter what the cost.

But I hesitated again and again and did not answer him immediately.

I can't imagine how he could get me out of here.

That afternoon, government officials suddenly came to inspect the orphanage.

Among these people, I saw the staff member who sent me here in the first place.

In just a few years, his position seemed to have jumped up, and several people around him vaguely regarded him as the leader.

I gave him a pleading look, and he noticed me too.

I was sure he recognized me.

But for some reason, he deliberately looked away and never looked at me again.

We all gathered in the classroom, with the same fake smiles on our faces, holding books and pretending to read.

Those government officials took a camera and filmed our hypocrisy.

The dean, who had always been cold and domineering, seemed to transform into an extremely kind person on this day. He greeted us and even had lunch that was much richer than before.

The photos taken during this meal should be the most realistic look of our day.

Seeing us devouring our food, every government official smiled happily.

This inspection work ended "successfully".

And just when they were about to leave.

But a child suddenly rushed out and hugged the leg of the government employee who had sent me here.

He cried out about what happened in the orphanage, but before he could finish speaking, he was dragged away by the caregivers in the orphanage.

He is the dean's loyal henchman. He always does some dirty work for the dean and often beats and scolds us.

The dean came out and explained with a smile that the child had some mental problems.

I noticed that several government staff had obviously serious expressions and wanted to pursue further investigation.

But their leader, the staff member who sent me here, stopped them.

I don't know what made a person who was once warm-hearted and righteous become what he is now.

Maybe it was the envelope at that time, or maybe it was something else.

But what I know is that after these government personnel left, I never saw the child who rushed out again.

This orphanage is a prison, occupied by demons, and it will be difficult to escape from it for the rest of your life.

That night, I took advantage of the break to wash up and found Ke Liang.

This time, my eyes were very determined, as if I was facing death, I made a decision.

"I want to escape from prison with you and get out of here."