Therapy Planet No. 13

On the first night on planet 13, Louis sank in the torment of reason and desire.

The next morning, she opened her eyes and found that Angel was curled up in her arms, both naked.Naked, no matter on the opponent's back or on his own body, there are red marks like being scratched by a wild cat by the side of the road.

Lui's throat tightened slightly, and a frenzied blaze flashed in his eyes, but he was quickly suppressed by her reason.

She hasn't fully adapted to the changes that Selous has brought to her. Although these have indeed become part of her instinct, the credo she has held for the first 20 years of her life is all the opposite of indulgence.

She needs time to balance the relationship between the two.

Just like she did yesterday.

"Why did you wake up so early?"

Angel was woken up in a daze in her arms, grumbling and complaining dissatisfiedly, with his right hand still pressing on Lui's left chest, pinching unconsciously, reminding Lui of losing control last night instantly.

She stared at the white ceiling with her eyes open. After a while, the newly born spiritual network tentatively expanded outwards, and found that the surveillance in the corner had been reconnected by Angel with the independent spiritual network of Sirois. Transformation - the current transmission system is a spiritual transmission based on the characteristics of the star network. If the pure physical network before the birth of the star network is used as an analogy, then the monitoring here is similar to the independent line after the network is disconnected.

It is also very simple to destroy. People with a strong mental threshold can directly perform mental hedging, which is a bit like suddenly transmitting a large amount of information to collapse the processor.Even more powerful, it can even reach the level of forgery.

But if you use an ordinary spiritual network that is connected to the star network, it is easy for people here to find traces. After all, everyone's spiritual network is unique, and independent IPs are more or less no matter how careful you are in the complex system of the star network. The ground will show traces.It will be troublesome if someone finds out.

But obviously, Angel used another set of independent mental system to hedge against the independent circuit here. No wonder she immediately noticed something was wrong when she came back from the treatment room yesterday.

It should be that the power of the newborn's spiritual network is not strong enough, so I can only vaguely feel something strange.

"I feel shallow."

It was rare for Louis to reply, and then she realized that the sleep last night was of a high quality that she hadn't seen for a long time, and she slept very peacefully.

Didn't even dream about the endless loop of dreams with Marta.

"Sleep a little longer." Angel muttered and rubbed against Lui's arm. Her short, fluffy hair made her arm a little itchy. Lui didn't know why, and subconsciously covered Lui's eyes with his hands.

Although the lights that were switched on and off collectively were not turned on.

But she still felt the thrill of last night from her fingertips.

"how do you want to do it?"

Louie asked without warning. She was asking about the escape plan. Although she didn't say it clearly, both she and Angel knew what it meant.

"Just find a way to get out." Angel replied sullenly, obviously not wanting to waste too much time on this issue, she said impatiently, "Can you stop thinking about these messy things in your mind? ? Wouldn’t it be good to simply sleep?”

As soon as her last questioning particle fell, the uniformly closed lighting circuit in the room was turned on at this moment.

The sudden light made Louis squint his eyes subconsciously, and at the same time, the ear-piercing call to get up and assemble - obviously this has happened almost every day in the past 20 years, but for the first time in his life, Louis felt a little bored.

and restlessness.

Nothing has changed over the past 20 years.

Everything is the exact opposite of what it has been for the past 20 years.

"Ah, why can't I even sleep well here!"

Angor roared angrily, complained angrily, got out of Louie's arms in twos and twos, jumped onto the floor barefoot, buttoned his clothes impatiently, and complained constantly: Blame you! Why did you tear the clothes so hard yesterday? Now the buttons are all loose."

Louis: "..."

Angel's vivid complaints made her pull out of her thoughts successfully, and Louis sighed in resignation, and slowly reached out to touch the closet—as expected, she didn't see any clothes.

"..."

A curse word flashed in her mind, and the short hair on the top of her head was raised like a weed, and finally Louie tore off his own dress on the bed and threw it to Angel: "Put it on first, and I'll go find another one. "

Angel took over Louis' clothes. She was a bit shorter than Louis, and now Louis' shirt was loosely wrapped around his body, like a child who had stolen an adult's clothes.

Fortunately, the clothes distributed here have always been much larger than the normal figure, and the curves and models can't be seen at all when worn on the body, and it is not so conspicuous on Angel's body at the moment.

"Why are you so cute, Louis?"

Angor was wearing ill-fitting clothes, and generously kissed Lui on the cheek without any other desire, but it made Lui's ears blush.

With a sullen face, Louis pushed Angel aside calmly, "Don't make trouble."

She pulled off Angel's torn clothes, and tied the hem of the torn clothes with a paralyzed face. The broken buttons covered her carefully. Although the body was a bit torn, she could barely wear it out.

……

In the end, Louie went to the instructor.

There are certain things engraved in the bones that will not change.

Even after awakening the inheritance of Sirlois, Louis' inherent indifference made her particularly convincing at this time.

If the previous Lui was a killing machine with no desires or desires, the current Lui is more like an artificial intelligence with autonomous consciousness.Hidden under the appearance of a confidential instrument is a soul that is about to explode anytime and anywhere.

"What's wrong with you? How can you make your clothes like this?"

The instructor took her to the logistics department, opened the warehouse where the clothes were stored, and a smell of dust mites that had been stored for a long time came to her face.

Clothes were neatly folded in the corner, and even the numbers were uniform.

"Yeah." Louis lied with a natural convincing face, "Yesterday she tried to instigate me, but I beat her up, be honest."

Instructor: "..."

I always feel that the newcomer's words are much rougher than the first day.

"They're all in the same style?" Lui frowned subconsciously as he looked at the uniform one-size-fits-all. He didn't realize that he had become picky about such small details. "Isn't there something more...suitable?"

"No, it looks good like this." The instructor said calmly, "But when you become a regular, the principal will customize it for you."

The instructor already regarded Lui as one of his own, or when Luitan frankly said the words "instigating rebellion failed", it had already shown that the two had the same position.

Louie nodded, as if he understood.

She picked out a piece of clothing and hooked it in her hand, unpacked it, and changed it openly in front of the instructor.

The instructor was taken aback for a moment, then immediately looked away: "You don't pay attention either."

Reminiscent of how he didn't care about the gender and clothing of the newcomers before, a sneer appeared on the corner of Louie's lips.

"Aren't you afraid that I will sneak out from behind at this time?"

The clothes were scattered on the ground, making a rustling sound.

The instructor laughed, "What you said, how can the animals locked inside be the same as us humans?"

Animals, humans.

From the difference in the words used, we can see what kind of existence the students have in this group of people.

Lui didn't stop at all in putting on her clothes. She raised her eyebrows and hummed a soft "hmm" from the tip of her nose, showing no emotion.

Soon, Louis changed into brand new clothes.Before leaving, I also bought two more sets in the name of "just in case".

"An Ran is very dishonest, I think it may take a few more days to guard against it," she said.

Anyway, they were all the cheapest clothes, and the school was not short of the money. The instructor expressed acquiescence to Louie's behavior.

Afterwards, Lui turned back to the dormitory to put away his clothes, and noticed that the other dormitories on the floor were basically four-person or six-person rooms, and the surveillance was on [-]/[-], so there were almost no dead spots.

The two-person room like her and Angel's was also transformed from the previous single room-it is said that the students who mixed in were treated more like people like Pa En and He Xiangbin-it's no wonder that even the beds are single bed.

It should be because it is inconvenient for the two of them to be included in the dormitory due to their identities, but they are worried that Angor will live alone, so they took such a measure.

When they returned to the training ground, the other students had clearly experienced the first round of "drilling".

The daily class content actually has a process.

When I woke up in the morning, I ran ten laps of morning exercises first, and then took the most important "commentary class". Because the name of this school is a member of "Correcting All Instability", criticism and self-criticism have become the core courses of this school.

Next is cultural class, lunch break.There is an hour of extracurricular activities in the afternoon, and the rest of the time is crossed between cultural and labor classes.Then end the day's classes, eat, and sleep.

During this period, all actions will be watched by countless eyes. As long as there is a violation of the regulations in the "Specification Manual", it will be recorded in the personal deduction record. Different points have different "treatments", lighter The most important thing is to get an injection of something similar to a tranquilizer, and the most serious thing is to enter the 13th and accept the direct torture of the spirit net.

On the other hand, in order to encourage students to monitor and report internally, there will be honors such as "models" or class committees.Honor is secondary, the real attraction is privilege.

The privilege of sleeping alone, the privilege of getting clothes that fit, and the privilege of secretly asking the transport team to bring something from outside for a toothbrush.

The lure of privilege is oppression.

The solidity of oppression often comes from the stability of privilege.

Students often become accomplices to the system when they discover that they have no other means of gaining power—everyone wants to make things better for themselves, and everyone tries to find a stain in others that will allow them to advance.

That's what makes this place work.

"This is impossible."

He Xiangbin slowly put down his spoon, his face was kind, and there was an unquestionable determination between his brows.

He looked at Angor gently, and shook his head firmly and steadily: "You have to know, I have been here for 11 years, and I have never seen anyone escape."

"It's not negotiable. An Ran, this is the first and last time."

He even took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped the corners of his mouth. His voice was calm and he couldn't hear his emotions: "You came to me again for this matter, so don't blame me for turning my face and denying others."

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