【Shining】Fallen

The middle of the night is the best time for casino and brothel business. At present, all the purple magnolias hanging at the door near Childs have been taken down, and the location is passed on by word of mouth from old customers.The consciousness of the casino is not so high, and it can't be concealed, shouting, pushing, fighting and chopping hands, it's too noisy.The casino in the narrow room is different from what Gilgamesh has seen in Tianji and other planets before. The high dome there is resplendent and resplendent, and even the thugs are dressed in suits. There are more people who sell their children and daughters, and there are also many who are sold by their children.

They were planning to go to the casino, but Gilgamesh was obsessed with cleanliness and was very picky. He acted like an aristocrat. He didn't eat anything that wasn't fresh, and didn't wear clothes that weren't freshly washed. The automatic cleaning machine must be cleaned within the range of activities. Clean and on standby, even if he and Enki fought on the mud floor, he would go back to polish his leather shoes after the fight. He would never set foot in a dirty and noisy place like a casino.

So Enkidu thought about it, and went with him to the jurisdiction of the Strelitzia district.

In the past, Gilgamesh liked to walk alone at night, but now he felt that it was not a bad thing to have Enkidu with him.

"Why did you go to the jurisdiction?" Gilgamesh recalled the piles of corpse specimens back then, and felt that they were so ugly that they tarnished his aesthetics.

"I'd like to see if the previous 302 administrator left behind a gene therapy drug - very unlikely."

"Aren't you planning to go to the wooden pen? Since the possibility is small, what are you going to do there?"

Enkidu stopped for a moment, watching him quietly with a strange expression that Gilgamesh had never seen before.

"Maybe it's... I want to share with you my earliest memory... the place where I was born?" He quickly returned to his usual alienated and calm face, "I don't know, I'm not good at analyzing emotions."

Gilgamesh said "Oh?", he was already immune to such knowing blows from Enkidu from time to time, and he would not react as strongly as the young boy.

He felt that his heartbeat was very steady, and he praised himself in his heart, maintaining a calm appearance.

"So, you were born in Strelitzia's jurisdiction? Are you the child of the administrator at that time?"

"Child...shouldn't it be counted?" He thought for a while and said, "We were made by him in the same batch at that time."

The matter dates back to many years ago. Enqi is a character who doesn't care about everything. He can know so much. In addition to his own good memories, there are also fragments pieced together from everyone's chats when he was a child.

The administrators of each district are citizens who have been deprived of their citizenship rights but are unwilling to become exiles. They manage their connections and power, and work hard to make themselves the administrators of a district.

At that time, the manager of the Strelitzia district was a former biological researcher, who was helping a couple to edit the embryos. As a result, something went wrong in the finished product, and the child's cell division was too fast, which was a failure.Wanting to make up for this mistake, he was obsessed with his career, so he voted carelessly a few times, but the failed product was thrown into the narrow room together with himself.

The kid has since disappeared because he was alone when the manager took office.He brooded over the failed product that turned his life upside down by a momentary mistake, and started a large-scale experiment on artificial fetuses.

At that time, the narrow space was very chaotic, and the managers of each district had the highest force, and they were the real power holders, and no one dared to disobey them.Human body splicing, gene editing, research on animal hybrids, extermination of villages for fun, large-scale human sacrifices for religious worship... It was too common at that time, and the large and abnormal increase or decrease of the population would not raise eyebrows at all.

It was against this backdrop that Enkidu was born.He has no parents, and the managers used the sperm/eggs/eggs of a pair of men and women to adjust the facial appearance, rely on genes, and sequence recombination according to the template of the failed products, and mass-produced dozens of finished products.In the first ten or so, he was still attentive, but he became more casual as he went on, and when he finally created Enkidu, he was already dull and careless.There is no perfect human being in this world, at least he cannot create—that is the realm close to God.

These children were released by him to fend for themselves, and he began to assemble various chimeras.

If this is the case, then this group of children will only receive some strange eyes because of their identical looks and completely different personalities. They will, like thousands of children in the narrow space, earn their own lives.

But one day, the managers suddenly wanted to see what the children who had been released had grown up to.

"At that time, most of the people who made the same batch died," Enkidu put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, and recalled calmly, "we were born with more or less defects, some were prone to mania, and some were not strong enough. Too young, aggressive but strong, and it was winter, when he came to find us, there were only eleven people left."

Eleven people were gathered by him and placed in a small cage together with the synthetic beast.He pushed the cage to Zhongxin Street in the Strelitzia district, broadcasting and ordering everyone to watch.

The crowd cheered, their faces were unrecognizable, some were excited, some forced themselves to be excited, some dared not look or look away, some waved their fists and laughed wildly.All the sounds rushed to the sky, like a carnival.

At that time Enkidu was a little taller than the wheel and had just learned to use a knife.

There are six synthetic beasts, and every time they kill one, another one will be put in again.The corpses were piled up in the narrow cage, and gradually it was difficult to even turn around.At the most dangerous time, two people blocked the beast in front, and the others dismembered the corpse and threw it out of the cage behind.

The fighting lasted from dawn to dusk, his brothers and sisters were torn limbs and limbs, and the last synthetic beast was also beheaded.Among the bloody corpses, only Enkidu was standing.

He panted quietly.

It's really noisy.At that time, his brain was slightly dizzy, his eyes turned black, and the sun's white halo flashed intermittently, which was as uncomfortable as the minced meat between his fingers.He suddenly recalled that when he was just born, all the mass-manufactured products were lying in the incubator in the laboratory, and there was only the silence of the heartbeats of his brothers and sisters in his ears, and the empty room seemed to be singing with the wind.

But now, all the sounds took over his brain, people were reveling, and the crowd seemed to be mixed with crying.

He couldn't hear.

The administrator is very satisfied, and his every wrinkle is filled with self-satisfaction, as if he is happy to show off his control over the jurisdiction, his authority, and his force in this way.He opened the cage and praised him in a condescending tone.

Very well, my boy, you were born a good weapon, he said, and you are the only one who survived, and the only one who survived was Enkidu.

Enkidu understood what he meant.

In the administration, all the boys are called Enkidu, and all the girls are called Shamut.

He is now the only Enkidu.

The cheers and cries became louder. He turned his head and saw the scattered corpses of his brothers and sisters. The one closest to him was a girl, her eyes reflected the dusk, and the golden sun half-set in her pupils.She fell into the cage like a flower blooming in the mud.

The manager also noticed the mixed crying, and was dissatisfied that someone was spoiling the fun at such a festive moment, and wanted to order the beam machines to find out the sound—his head fell to the ground before he could issue the order.

The cheers continued and stopped after a while.

The whole street was as quiet as death.

"call……"

Enkidu retracted the knife and stood there with his head turned sideways for a while.

He finally heard the sound of the wind.