Thank you for the cleanup bureau's help? Does this mean that someone in the bureau has actually been exposed to Happy Apartment? But according to the records of the Cleanup Bureau, the first person who discovered this apartment was himself, so he discovered it and didn't report it? Or…… After thinking about what the administrator said for a while, Leon tentatively said: "Excuse me, when you talk about help, do you mean some more ordinary help, or do you mean the most fundamental 'help' that made you two become what you are now?" "Of course it's the most basic kind." The most fundamental kind... In other words, this happy apartment was actually "created" by someone in the Cleanup Bureau? But...how is this possible? Recalling the "common sense" that the red-haired director and senior Emma told him, Leon couldn't help but frown subconsciously. For abnormal objects, "manufacturing" and "forging" are two completely different concepts. Most of the anomalies "produced" by the Cleanup Bureau are, like Director Jinniu, forging the debris recovered after completing the cleanup mission and retaining the core capabilities. In fact, they are "modifying" existing uncontrollable anomalies into Basically controllable anomalies.
And if the administrator's explanation and my own understanding are correct, then this happy apartment... this [Spirit Apartment] no longer follows this common sense and was created from scratch. ! Such an important matter must be asked clearly! but…… "Anna..." "You guys talk first." After receiving the embarrassed look from Leon, although the sickly girl was very curious, she still smiled understandingly, stood up and walked towards the inner room. "It's been very cold recently. I'm going to see if Melanie and the others have kicked off their quilts to avoid catching a cold." "Thanks a lot……" Not wanting his family to have too much contact with the "world below the water", after Anna entered the inner room and closed the door, Leon breathed a sigh of relief and asked seriously: "If possible, could you please tell me how that person 'helped' you in the first place?" "What's wrong?" Seeing Leon's suddenly serious expression, the administrator's aunt seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and said with some hesitation: "Young man, tell me the truth, are there any rules in your bureau that don't allow you to help us become like this?" "It's not so much that it's not allowed, it's better to say that it's simply impossible..." Trying to use language that the other party can understand, and briefly describing the difficulty of doing so, looking at the administrator's aunt who looked slightly worried, Leon comforted: "Don't worry, you don't have to worry about that person being punished. This is the first time I've heard of this ability to create abnormalities. There are no relevant regulations in the bureau. Besides, it has been almost a hundred years since you became anomalies, and although the people in our Cleanup Bureau are physically much stronger than ordinary people, most of them have a lifespan similar to that of ordinary people. Most of the people who were there are long gone. Also, because it involves creating exceptions, this is a really, really important thing, and I'd like you to go into as much detail as possible if you can. " "That's it..." Hearing that it would not bring any trouble to the "benefactor", the administrator's aunt breathed a sigh of relief. After recalling it for a while, she said hesitantly:
"There's nothing we can't tell, but we don't know much... Well... the predecessor of this apartment was a workhouse that the old man and I rebuilt with our own property. You should have found this out, right?" "Um." After seeing Leon nod, the administrator touched the white curly hair on her head and continued to recall calmly: "My hair was not white originally. It turned white little by little after I suffered a serious illness. That disease would bring constant pain, and I had to rely on an overdose of sleeping pills and analgesic supplements to get through it. I could only stay awake for three or four hours a day, but in these three hours of being awake, I had to Because of the drug reaction, I kept having vomiting and diarrhea... Sigh... Although I couldn't bear to leave the old man, after being tortured for several years, I really didn't want to live anymore. I was going to apply to convert the workhouse into a municipal facility under construction, and then I would stop taking the medicine and die. " After talking about the origin of her hair in a calm tone, the administrator's eyes gradually became fierce, and she continued in a cold voice: "I applied for it more than thirty times in total. My old man also had a lame leg. He went to the municipal government a total of two to three hundred times, but the answer he got was always to go back and wait. I knew at that time that the municipal government probably didn't want to take over. Once we two old guys died, the end of those people in the workhouse would not be good. " The administrator's aunt said with a face full of resentment: "At that time, the property in the workhouse was in my name, and the old man was not qualified to inherit the property because of some things in the past, so I really didn't dare to die, so I could only carry it on and spend some time trying to help the poor. People in the courtyard looked for other ways out. Although some people were successfully sent away in the end, most of the people in the workhouse were unable to work and still had no other place to go. Moreover, my health was not very good at the time. I heard from the old man that my heart stopped three times in the last month, and I had respiratory arrests too many times to count. But even though I managed to survive in the end, I still reached my limit bit by bit... …” My heart stopped beating...can you even survive this...? Although it was a bit inappropriate when he heard about the administrator's mother's past experiences, Leon still remembered what he heard from the red-haired director. Only extremes will be remembered, only paranoia can dare to move forward, and only madness can understand greatness. In other words, no matter positive or negative, only the purest and most extreme things can leave a mark on this world. … "But I really don't want to die, and I don't dare to die." Not knowing what Leon was thinking, the administrator's mother recalled that painful time with a ferocious expression: "On the last day, except for occasionally opening my eyes, my heartbeat and breathing had completely stopped. I was almost a pure dead person. Even my soul briefly left my body and I saw myself on the hospital bed... But I finally drilled back hard! Nothing else, I just won’t give in! I just want to know why, why no one is willing to stand up and approve my application even though I can save so many people just by signing! " After taking a few rapid breaths, the administrator's expression softened a little. She held the hand of the strong old man who had come back at some point and was standing behind her to support her. She lowered her voice and continued. : "However, although my soul has gone back, my body is indeed completely dead. The old man, who was already prepared, called the person responsible for sorting out the remains. Hmm... I don't remember clearly, but the undertaker was a young man. Except for the fact that the corners of his mouth were turned down, a bit like he was crying, he actually looked quite ordinary, but his eyes were very bright, and Seems to be able to see things that others cannot. His eyes looked directly through my body and saw my lingering soul, and then he asked me with some surprise why I still insist on not wanting to leave until now. " A young man with a natural crying face and bright eyes? After carefully writing down these characteristics and preparing to ask the red-haired director tomorrow, Leon asked softly:
"This is..." "Well, that's him." After giving an affirmative answer, the administrator's aunt said with a complicated expression: “He asked me what else I wished for, but at that time I was filled with hatred and wished I could immediately turn into a crazy evil spirit and kill everyone in the municipal government, so I yelled at him for a while. But after hearing the reason, the young man ignored me and asked my old man if he wanted to see me again, but the price would be death immediately. " When she said this, the administrator paused for a moment, then shook the strong old man's hand hard, and said softly with eyes: "The old man didn't agree directly, but asked the young man who was born with a crying face, if he wanted to meet more than just once, what would he have to pay? After hearing his question, the young man was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he told the old man that in addition to meeting him once, he could also let the old man's soul accompany me forever. But because my soul has been tortured for several years, it is much stronger and tougher than his, so if our souls are tied together, the old man will lose most of his humanity and wisdom and become a simple appendage of my soul... " So...he agreed? Looking at the strong old man who was holding the administrator's aunt's palm with one hand and secretly reaching for the big scissors with the other hand, Leon, who was both moved and speechless, couldn't help but blink and didn't know what to say for a moment. "Don't move!" She had already noticed the strong old man's movements and pinched the back of his hand hard to make the strong old man calm down again. The administrator aunt said slightly apologetically: "Don't worry, as long as I'm watching, he won't be able to cut you off." "Ah...it's okay, it's okay." After secretly touching the pendant on his chest to ensure that he could react in time, Leon couldn't help but ask: "Then what happened? Your souls were tied together by him and put into this apartment?" "Roughly the same." When the administrator aunt heard this, her eyes dimmed slightly and she said with a somewhat downcast expression: "But we didn't have the power we have now at the beginning. At that time, let alone eating and drinking like living people, we couldn't even speak to the people inside. Until the workhouse was reclaimed by the municipal government and the remaining people inside were forcibly evicted by the police, we could only barely show our presence in the darkest hours of the night. " Leon nodded after hearing this, thought for a while and then asked: "So you are getting stronger over time?" "No...it was just an accident that we would become like this." After hearing Leon's question, the administrator turned her head silently, buried her face in the strong old man's arms, and said in a dull voice: "There was an orphan who was kicked out of the workhouse. He wanted to come back for a visit in the middle of the night. When he climbed over the wall, he almost fell. The old man and I were worried, so we briefly showed up to give him a hand. The child may have noticed something. He was startled at that time and ran away screaming. However, he couldn't help but come back several times after that. We...the news that we might be 'still' was revealed by The news spread among those who were driven away. " After clenching her hands with great regret, the administrator aunt said with trembling all over:
"Then...many children came back with hope after hearing the news, wanting to see us again, and we both...we showed up a few times. After someone really saw us, more and more people came back, and even those who had found a way out and were sent away in advance, many of them rushed back from other counties. But...but...then came winter...that winter was unusually cold, and they were all...so in the end, fewer and fewer people could come, and their physical conditions got worse and worse, and then...then..." "..." Then...most of them froze to death in the first winter after being driven away? Hearing this, Leon, with a sore eye, raised his head slightly, and couldn't help but think of the relevant files he had read before. In the end, there were about a hundred people expelled from the workhouse. Because they had no ability to work, most of them did not survive the winter of that year and froze to death near the Happy Apartment. . But when those cold, hard, and shrunken bodies were found, most of them had smiles on their faces. This incident was also reported in the news at the time, and several clippings were kept in the archives. I originally thought that those people were laughing because of hallucinations before they were frozen to death, but now it seems that their laughter was probably genuine. "My condolences..." Looking at the administrator aunt who buried her face in the arms of the strong old man and was obviously crying silently, Leon pursed his lips with some regret for asking these questions. For a moment, he didn't know what to say, and the strong old man who was patting the aunt's back spoke at this time. "One hundred and three." After spitting out this number expressionlessly, the strong old man rarely said a few more words, and said hoarsely and softly: "I received the last thoughts of those children. ” “…” So… the two of you can be alive now because the 103 people who were driven out of the Happy Apartment and froze to death outside that year, as well as many more people who once lived in this apartment, believe from the bottom of their hearts that you are still here… After roughly understanding what he meant, looking at the administrator lady who had already begun to sob softly, Leon clenched his fists a little at a loss, and then quickly changed the subject: “Where is the young man with a crying face? Did he come again later?” “Come… come once.” After wiping her tears in the arms of the strong old man, the administrator lady whispered: “After that winter, almost three years later, he came to see us once. After seeing our situation, he was a little surprised and said that the speed of our ‘improvement’ was beyond his imagination. He asked me what I had done in the past few years, why I became so strong so quickly, and whether I killed those people I hated. But after listening to our reasons, he seemed a little disappointed and asked us why we didn’t think about revenge, and then never came again… Oh, right! ” After trying to recall, the administrator said uncertainly: “We also asked about his current situation that time, asking if he was still working as a mortician. He said he no longer does mortician work and joined the Cleaning Bureau as an officer? Deacon? Or something else...Does your Cleaning Bureau have this position?”