Time in a collapsing world

The experimental subjects did not respond. They had learned not to hold out any hope and simply huddled against the wall. Occasionally, someone would look at the two men and women in white coats with hatred, and their companion next to them would quickly cover her eyes.

The door was closed again, and only the experimental subjects were left in the room. Dragging the heavy shackles, the boy slowly stood up, walked to the new girl, and checked her breathing and pulse.

The experimental girls at the back came over and watched the young man kneel on the ground, letting the unconscious girl lie on his legs.

"Brother, Xilin..."

"Shh..."

The boy made a silent gesture, glanced at the surveillance camera in the corner of the room, and expressionlessly covered the girl's eyes with his hands. Then his palms slowly moved down and gently stroked her thin cheeks. After a few seconds, his fingers finally stopped on her purple hair, which had become dry and brittle due to long-term imprisonment and malnutrition.

The person behind the surveillance camera had no idea what the boy was doing. He only noticed that at a certain moment, the girl who was originally dying on the boy's legs suddenly regained her rosy complexion and her breathing became steady and strong, as if an invisible force was healing her body.

The boy's palm continued to gently stroke the girl's hair. His movements were gentle and slow, as if conveying some kind of warmth and strength. The girl's eyelids trembled slightly, as if she felt this care in her dream. Her lips opened slightly, and she let out a faint moan, but soon quieted down.

The experimental subjects quietly surrounded the boy and the girl, with anticipation in their eyes. When they saw that the girl named Xilin no longer looked painful and even showed signs of waking up, they couldn't help but smile happily.

The boy still had no expression on his face, and he didn't care that everything he did was seen by the people behind the surveillance camera. Some ordinary people couldn't judge their abilities with their naked eyes. Moreover, those guys had peeked more than once or twice.

The people behind the surveillance began to discuss whether to take immediate action, but ultimately decided to observe for a while and try to find more clues.

After all, they didn't think that someone who had gone through the most painful experiments in the laboratory without batting an eyelid would be broken by ordinary torture methods.

As time went by, the girl's condition got better and better, her body began to regain vitality, and her purple hair gradually regained its luster. The subjects began to whisper, discussing the boy's power and whether it meant they could possibly escape this hell.

The boy did not respond to their discussion, he just continued to quietly protect the girl, using his power to bring her a glimmer of hope. In this room full of despair, he became the only light, although this light was weak, it was enough to rekindle the fire of hope in the hearts of the experimental subjects.

"almost."

The boy moved his body, which was bound to the extreme, and tried to stand up, but his clothes were grabbed by the girl who opened her eyes. However, after looking at the heavy shackles on the boy, she slowly withdrew her hands.

"Thanks……"

"Xilin, I'm so glad you're okay!"

The words of thanks were interrupted as a girl with fiery red hair ran over and hugged Xilin, tears falling from her eyes.

"Agata, I understand how you feel, but please don't be rash. Can't you see that Xilin looks upset?"

The girl with green hair came over and pulled her away. She checked Xilin's body from head to toe. "There are no external injuries, the heartbeat is normal, and the hair has become more shiny... As expected, as long as brother takes action, everything will be fine."

"Tsk, those damn guys, sooner or later I will get out and return all the pain I have endured so far to them!" The red-haired girl named Agatha yelled, and the surrounding experimental subjects hurriedly covered her mouth for fear that the people behind the surveillance would hear her and run over to teach her a lesson.

"Although I think so too, Agatha, now is not the time to be impulsive." The blue-haired girl helped the still weak Xilin lie back on the ground, and this time she used her legs as her pillow.

"I know, Aurora, I'm just venting..." Agatha calmed down, and the girls who had grabbed her slowly let go.

"Brother, are you okay?"

On the other side, a girl who looked timid came to the boy. The boy had returned to his original place and sat down with his eyes closed. He opened his eyes after hearing the girl's voice and saw her small body sitting next to him. She looked a little worried, so he replied, "It's okay."

"Really?"

The girl mustered up the courage to ask. She seldom spoke. She was a little autistic and self-abased when she was outside. She rarely spoke except to people she absolutely trusted. But since she was taken to this laboratory, her symptoms became more serious. Even among the experimental subjects, she was willing to talk to only four or five people.

"……Um."

The boy didn't say anything else. After a long while, the girl next to him said, "Bella hasn't come back yet..."

"..."

"Will she already..."

"Hey, Galina, what are you talking about?!"

Agata, who heard the conversation between the two, immediately interrupted the girl. There was a hint of severity in her voice, but more of worry. "Bella, she may just be locked up somewhere else, or... or she has managed to escape."

Originally, Galina's voice was still very small and not heard by everyone, but when Agatha shouted loudly, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became heavy, and everyone's heart was shrouded in a haze. Every girl knew in her heart that Bella's disappearance could mean the worst.

"sorry Sorry……"

Galina apologized repeatedly, but Aurora, who was not far away, looked at the expressions of the crowd and looked at Agata with dissatisfaction, "Agata, please control your voice."

"……Feel sorry."

The room was shrouded in silence, as each girl was lost in her own thoughts. Agata's interruption, though well-intentioned, inadvertently exacerbated everyone's anxiety.

"She'll be fine." This time it was the boy who spoke, his voice free of emotion, as if he was stating an indisputable fact.

"Since my brother has said so, Bella will surely be sent back soon..." Aurora forced a smile, but she could not hide the sadness in her eyes. Xilin, who was lying on her lap, also clenched her fists, her golden eyes full of resentment and resentment.