The Fallen Celestial Maiden (Complete)

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[Synopsis]

One morning in the year 2100, a luminous meteor appeared in the sky. Its unusual trajectory attracted attention, and it gradually hurtled towards the Spratly Islands. The guards of the Spratly Islands watched in terror as the meteor approached, but then something incredible happened: the meteor slowed down and its light dimmed. Strangely, a female figure appeared on the dimly lit meteor before it fell to the ground.

Chapter 1:

One morning in the year 2100, a luminous meteor appeared in the sky. Its unusual trajectory attracted attention, and it gradually hurtled towards the Spratly Islands. The guards of the Spratly Islands watched in terror as the meteor approached, but then something incredible happened: the meteor slowed down and its light dimmed. Strangely, a female figure appeared on the dimly lit meteor before it fell to the ground.

"Boom!!!" A loud crash followed, and a huge wave erupted at the point of impact.

The soldiers ran towards the crash site, which was right by the sea. But a strange thing happened: they saw a girl with wings on her back lying unconscious on the ground, blood flowing from her mouth. She wore a thin, tight-fitting short dress, barefoot, barelegs, bare arms, and sleeveless. However, this thin clothing didn't seem thin to them, because the girl was enormous. The girl's arms were white and beautiful, evoking pity; her two hands were slender and beautiful, like jade. Her bare feet were as white and tender as jade, seemingly fragile enough to break at a touch. She had flowing, long, black hair. The soldiers didn't know if she was dead or alive. A mathematician working at the base (whose name was Chen Wen) measured the girl's bare feet with a ruler and found that they were 4.8 meters long. Carefully examining the ratio of the girl's foot length to her height, he concluded that the girl was approximately 40 meters tall (later, a careful measurement confirmed this to be 40 meters). Just then, the girl's mouth moved and she made a sound. A soldier then saw a huge white egg emerge from her hairless, white vulva. The soldiers went on alert, but the girl did not wake up. Several hours later, several helicopters took the girl away from the scene, and the egg was taken away with her. After reporting to the "World Federation for the Study of Strange Things," a research group and a base were established in the Spratly Islands. Professor Chen Wen and Dr. Zhao Tong joined the group. ... "Who is this girl? Where did she come from?" Mathematician Chen Wen asked the base commander and the doctor at the base. Commander Liu Haitao replied, "Is that even a question? Didn't she come from the universe? Given her origins, she must be a fairy." Dr. Zhao Tong said, "Besides knowing she came from heaven, I know nothing else. There is far more we don't know than we do. But please remember not to use limited knowledge to deny everything unknown or unfamiliar." Mathematician Chen Wen continued, "Then what should she be called?" Commander Liu Haitao replied, "Look, she has a pair of full, captivating breasts, not an inch more, not an inch less. She also has legs and feet as white as jade, and a captivating fragrance emanates from her body. Of course, she should be called a fairy." Zhao Tong said, "No! Wrong! The name 'fairy' isn't accurate, because the character '仙' (fairy) has '人' (person) on the left and '山' (mountain) on the right. In our ancient language..." "The fairy is a mountain dweller, and she came from heaven, so she should be called a 'celestial maiden.'"

A soldier nearby (Soldier A) asked, "She hasn't woken up yet, maybe she's dead. Should we dissect her?" A soldier next to him (Soldier B) retorted, "Let's not do that. She's not dead, just unconscious. Besides, several artists who paint and photograph have heard of her existence and want to come." Soldier A: "Oh. Besides, our Commander Liu isn't exactly a saint either. His current profession is somewhat questionable. No wonder the news spread so quickly." Soldier B: "Stop, don't say anymore." Commander Liu overheard the two soldiers' conversation. He knew the artists' arrival was actually due to flowers attracting bees, so he decided to let the artists come, but they had to keep it a secret and not leave freely for 10 years. They were not allowed to ask irrelevant questions. Scientists discovered that the paper-thin clothing was actually composed of living plant cells. For months, researchers had been studying how the egg would hatch. They discovered that seawater and the right temperature could induce hatching, so they used seawater. When it hatched successfully, a sprouting plant emerged. They cultivated the plant, and when it flowered and bore fruit, a baby girl emerged from the shell, the same size as a human infant. Strangely, when someone mischievously pinched the giant girl's fair, rosy skin, the baby girl cried out in pain.

... Several hours later

, the commander and the researchers discussed the baby girl and the beautiful girl. Some, seemingly abandoning all morality, suggested dissecting the baby; others suggested continuing to observe and nurture her. One person, Chen Wen, said, "That baby is still a child! She deserves a normal life. Please take her away from here." However, everyone unanimously opposed this, except for the commander, who remained silent. After arguing for a long time, the commander finally spoke up: "Perhaps this fairy is a gift from heaven to humanity, meant to optimize our genes. I suggest we conduct an experiment: send human sperm into her uterus and create some super soldiers." One researcher asked, "How can we send human seeds to her to germinate when she's so tall?" Another researcher said, "Simple! Artificial insemination." "I think simply extracting sperm and sending it to its destination isn't pleasurable, and those artists who came might not be willing." "Commander! Everyone knows you got your position through connections, that's why you came up with this..." "The method." "I think the Commander's suggestion has nothing to do with whether the Commander's talent is exaggerated or not. I think it's a good suggestion." "Old Zhang, how come even you are saying this!" At this moment, mathematician Chen Wen slammed his fist on the table and said, "Enough!! Commander!! I am very disgusted by your idea. Everyone, do you have any humanity? You have seen that she has the appearance of a human being just like us. She is not an animal!!" A researcher said, "I say, Comrade Chen Wen, she is not human, nor does she belong to the human world. What humanity is there for her?"... After several hours of discussion, Commander Liu's suggestion was adopted. Among the supporters was a very curious PhD, Zhao Tong.

But a few months later, an incident occurred:

A researcher reported to Commander Liu, "The baby girl died from an unknown virus." The commander and his entourage entered a room and saw several researchers looking down with pity at the infant on the bed. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was no longer open. One of them, Chen Wen, was standing beside her. The commander approached and asked, "What happened?" Researcher A: "Oh! What a pitiful child! She died so young. Why is her mother still sleeping?" Researcher B: "Yes! Why doesn't she stand up and look at her child?" Chen Wen stared blankly at the baby. At this moment, Commander Liu noticed his face and asked, "What happened to this baby girl? How did she die?" Chen Wen replied without changing his expression, "I injected her with the virus, causing her to leave the human world. The human world didn't give her a pass, so let her return to heaven." The commander suppressed his expression and asked angrily, "You killed her? Why?" Chen Wen said, "Yes! That's right! I killed her! Because you wouldn't let her..." "Live an ordinary life." The commander said, "You have committed murder! You will be punished by law." Chen Wen replied, "Fine! You can forget about investigating everything about that shooting star girl in peace. Just wait to be chased by a swarm of bees!" The commander said, "Then resign! And please keep this a secret! We'll give you hush money!" Chen Wen replied, "Thank you. I won't tell anyone." At this moment, someone came over and said to the commander, "The crematorium people are here. They heard someone died here!" The commander went outside and saw a hearse waiting at the door with several people getting out of the car. So the commander asked, "Excuse me, what brings you here?" The people from the crematorium said, "We heard that an infant died of illness. We want to send her off. Please let the deceased rest in peace!"... The base personnel completed the formalities, and the infant's body was put into the car. At the crematorium, the researchers who came to see her off watched as the infant's coffin entered the incinerator. Afterwards, Dr. Zhao Tong and Chen Wen drank at a restaurant. Zhao Tong said, "Brother Chen, you've resigned today, can't you say anything?" Chen Wen replied, "There's nothing to say. This base, with a commander like him, has no humanity whatsoever. Scientific exploration? Ha! What will we discover? Can we discover humanity?" Zhao Tong asked curiously, "Why would a celestial maiden descend from the sky? Why did she fall here? What was her purpose? Why was she unharmed despite the scorching flames of the atmosphere, without a single blackened spot?" Chen Wen replied, "How would I know? I can't fathom what Heaven's intention is in arranging such a beautiful maiden to descend to earth." At that moment, his phone rang. Chen Wen picked it up and heard a woman's voice. "Ah Wen, I've already given you a child! But I already have a more handsome boyfriend, so let's break up! This child is for your family's lineage, so cherish him!" After putting away his phone, Chen Wen picked up his suit jacket and said, "My family is pregnant, I have to leave. Goodbye, Brother Zhao." Zhao Tong suddenly gave him a mysterious look and said, "Considering we've been colleagues for years, should I come to see you off?" Chen Wen exchanged glances with him for a while before finally speaking, "No need."

At this moment, a car was waiting at the door. Chen Wen got into the driver's seat and started the car, speeding away. Zhao Tong watched the car drive into the distance and gradually disappear from sight. At this moment, Zhao Tong's expression was complicated. Then someone appeared next to Zhao Tong and said, "Old Zhao! What are you looking at? Still focusing on that obsessive guy?"

Zhao Tong: "Are we doing the right thing?"

The person next to him reacted, "What are you thinking?"

Zhao Tong said, "The progress and development of any undertaking cannot be separated from persistent people, but if there are too many such people, conflicts will continue. Because no boss is without flaws."

As he spoke, Zhao Tong turned around and looked at a helicopter high in the sky.

Chen Wen's car was driving on a winding road. On the right side of the road was a small mountain, and on the left was a cliff. Below the cliff were trees and villages. For some reason, Chen Wen's car suddenly went out of control, veered off the runway, and fell off the cliff. Instantly, flames erupted, and the forest below the cliff caught fire. After a long time, several masked snipers appeared and looked at the crashed car below the road. A helicopter landed, and one of the snipers made a phone call: "Boss, the target fell off the cliff and caught fire."

The boss on the other end of the phone said, "Search for the target!" The sniper searched for the target, but after a long time, he still couldn't find the person he was looking for. That evening, the gunman left the scene, replaced by police inspecting the area. A strong wind blew through the grass on the hillside, causing it to bend in the direction of the wind, but a few blades seemed to bend abnormally.

Why the giant shooting star girl fell to the ground remains a mystery.

…20 years later

, in a villa,

a middle-aged man was cooking and waiting for his daughter, Wang Yilan, to return home from school. Yilan's brother, Luo Haiwen, had already returned home from work. Luo Haiwen and Yilan were childhood sweethearts. Eighteen years ago, Luo Haiwen's mother, who had lost her biological father, married Yilan's father, Wang Tie.

Chapter 2: Yilan and Haiwen

"Knock, knock, knock!" A knock came at the door.

The old man, Wang Tie, said, "Haiwen! Go open the door."

Luo Haiwen put down the garlic peels he was holding, went to the door, and opened it. "Dad! I'm home!" Wang Yilan's voice came as the door opened.

Without turning around, Wang Tie asked, "How did your grades go?"

Yilan replied, "Art, music, dance, and Chinese were okay, but math, physics, chemistry, geography, and history were terrible."

Haiwen chimed in, "The reason I became a naval officer is because I passed all those terrible subjects you mentioned. Sigh! Recently, the Heroat Federation has been invading our borders again."

Wang Yilan said, "Brother! Why are you mocking me again? I've already tried my best! Chemistry and physics are really not my talents! By the way, brother! You mentioned the Heroat Federation. I heard at school that they've already attacked our Xisha Islands. It's said that because they're using the latest airships, the soldiers defending our territory have suffered heavy casualties. Where did they get such advanced technology?" Haiwen said, "I

don't know where they got it. It's said that their scientific theories have been kept secret from the world for 23 years. There's also a theory that the airships are powered by a mineral from outer space." "

Alright, that's enough. Let's eat." Wang Tie called the two of them to eat.

Wang Tie then prepared the meal and placed it on the table. Yilan and Haiwen sat down to eat.

During the meal, Wang Tie said, "Haiwen, I know you are an excellent navy officer, but please, you must protect your life on the battlefield! Bullets don't discriminate. If you die, who will take care of my Yilan?"

Haiwen said, "Father, please don't say such unlucky things! Aren't we all doing well now?" Wang Tie said

, "Haiwen, please promise me, if anything happens to me, I'll leave Yilan to you."

Just then, Yilan suddenly felt as if a mouse had crawled into her mouth, so she forcefully closed her teeth. Actually, there was nothing in Yilan's mouth... There was nothing unusual, and Haiwen and Wang Tie didn't notice anything amiss. But when Yilan made a vomiting motion and said, "I feel a bug in my mouth. I just bit it off, but why didn't I spit out the blood?"

Wang Tie exclaimed, "Yilan, you're having another attack!"

Suddenly, Yilan cried out, "Ahhhhhh!"

Haiwen called out anxiously, "Yilan!!"

Yilan cried out, "Help! Brother Haiwen! A bug got down there!!"

She reached under her skirt to try and grab the non-existent bug, her face flushed.

"Quickly, help her to bed, she's having another attack!" Wang Tie shouted.

At this moment, tears welled up in the old man Wang Tie's eyes. He thought, "My daughter! Why is her life so miserable!"

Haiwen helped Yilan to the bed. Just then, Yilan screamed and said, "That bug is biting my genitals!"

Haiwen could only say, "Please bear with it!"

After a while, Yilan said again, "I feel a snake entering my genitals and spraying venom. Oh~ ah~, oh~ ah~"

Haiwen saw that Yilan's face was flushed with embarrassment and said, "It's just a hallucination. It will be fine in a while

. " Meanwhile

, at the Meteor Girl Research Group's base,

the Meteor Girl was already completely naked, as her clothes had been removed long ago. Her body exuded a fragrance like flowers.

Before them lay a beautiful, enormous body, its alluring white breasts captivating everyone present. Several artists, cameras and paintbrushes in hand, were depicting or photographing her. Her jade-white feet and legs possessed a pure, flawless beauty, like natural art, inspiring a sense of reverence that beheld them as something defiled. Suddenly, a massive vehicle pulled up and stopped before the sleeping giant girl, extending a black rubber tube. The artists sighed, "What a pure and beautiful goddess! It's a pity she's about to be defiled." The artists seemed to think of themselves as bees before a flower, watching a venomous snake crawl upon it. They painfully closed their eyes.

The black rubber tube was about to insert its head into the giant meteor girl's vagina. As it entered, it began its piston-like thrusting motion. The girl's mouth occasionally emitted moans of pleasure, but her eyes remained closed.

The black rubber tube was connected to a massive vehicle, its upper compartment leading to the tube. The operator inside the upper compartment controlled every movement of the tube; this operator was also a seed-planter. A thin tube connected his implantation organs to the tube, and he wore strange glasses with video camera functionality. His hips were currently moving up and down, appearing as if he were having sex with a woman in bed, but in reality, he was mating with a woman—not inside the vehicle, but the giant meteor girl at the front of the vehicle, whose vagina was being penetrated by the black rubber tube. The

black rubber tube was delivering the man's semen from inside the vehicle into the girl's uterus. The in-and-out movement of the tube's head was controlled by the seed-planter's mating movements above the vehicle, as the tube contained a synchronization system controlled by human actions.

Two enormous rubber robotic arms on the base's ceiling reached towards the huge, snow-white breasts of a young girl, greedily massaging her alluring peaks. Simultaneously, a man in the upper cabin of the vehicle was massaging something with both hands. One of the robotic arms opened a gap and sucked on one of the snow-white breasts, milk flowing from the rosy nipple and being drawn into the robotic arm. Those present were astonished to see the white liquid flowing from the breast into the transparent tubes of the arm; some people were already blushing. The man in the vehicle, blushing with embarrassment, was breathing heavily with excitement, his mouth also making sucking motions. After a while, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, but in fact, nothing had entered his lips or mouth. He was now collapsing from exhaustion.

The reason for using the black rubber tubes to mate with the girl was that her size made normal mating impossible. People did this to produce super soldiers with their own flesh and blood—warriors possessing strange genes.

The work with the black rubber hose was finished. The driver then climbed out of the cab and into the upper deck to help the man down. At that moment, someone approached him and said, "Old Zhou! How are you feeling? Are you alright?"

The man called Old Zhou replied, "I'm fine! I came to do that kind of thing with this woman because my parents are getting old and desperately want a healthy grandson. But my family has a hereditary disease; the children born to my previous wives all died young. Most of the women in the village dislike me, saying I'm not good-looking, and many have left the village. By the way, Old Ma, it's your turn next time. Be prepared."

The man called Old Ma said, "I'm a very good swimmer; I don't need that black hose. Next time, I'll go directly into her sacred palace of life's origin to complete my mission of procreation. When I go back, my mother will be happy because she's always hoped I would carry on the family line."

Everyone present laughed.

Then someone said, "Alas! Twenty years have passed. This Sleeping Beauty has been asleep for twenty years. In these twenty years, she has given birth to countless children with super genes for humanity. These children include both boys and girls; some are now grown adults, while others are still infants. Of the initial 30 girls she gave birth to, 17 were bought by the Greek man, Heroiat. Of the remaining 13 girls, 4 were sent abroad because they were foreign children. The last few girls remained in China. Besides people from our country, there were also some foreigners who came here secretly to carry out the super-soldier breeding program. These children's mothers must be waiting for their Prince Charming to arrive." "..." Another person chimed in, "Her milk is sweet; if people drink it, they will gain superhuman intelligence and superhuman energy, and their bones will be as hard as iron, and their teeth as hard as steel. Seven years ago, someone took this fairy's milk to disaster areas to treat sick children, passing it off as brand-name milk." At this point, an artist said, "The evil thief, Hyroat, in order to rule the entire earth, will inevitably become our enemy, and he has even used the kidnapping and harming of the meteor girl as an excuse to wage war against us. He certainly has an excuse. If we're talking about the crime of harming her, he's an accomplice. He seems to really want us to hand over the girl to him like a precious jade." Then someone said, "Actually, Hyroat is just..." "They used the girl as a tool to find an excuse, but we can't treat that tool as a jinx just because the enemy has found an excuse. No matter what, we can't hand over the girl they're using as a tool to stop the enemy, because that would be futile. We'd rather do what the enemy accuses us of than be limited by an excuse just to stop them from using it." The artist responded, "No matter what, the girl is innocent. The enemy can use her as a tool to justify their actions, but we can't treat her as a jinx. If she can wake up and has the ability to leave Earth, it would be best to suggest she leave Earth, far away from this place of trouble." "Yes!" "Anyway, the enemy will launch a war regardless of whether they have a pretext or not. Therefore, we should act independently towards enemies who love to find excuses to embolden themselves, and ignore their excuses entirely."

A sociologist said, "While that's true in theory, it's not entirely accurate. Broadly speaking, it's correct, but narrowly speaking, it's incorrect. If the enemy is usually constrained by their own excuses, then it's difficult for us to ignore their excuses. But if excuses cannot restrain the enemy's actions, then we should disregard their excuses."

Someone who seemed unfamiliar with history and current events asked, "What kind of organization is the Hylorite Federation?"

An expert familiar with decades of history answered, "Heroyat was born in the Arab region; his mother was Greek and his father was Arab. He was deeply influenced by his mother's Greek culture from a young age and had a strong affinity for Greece. He grew up amidst conflict and war. Because of his childhood experiences, he deeply understood that human warfare has always stemmed from differences between religions, ethnicities, and nations. Later, he and his mother immigrated to the United States, where he read a book called *The Legend of Qin Shi Huang*. Because the book portrayed Qin Shi Huang as a peaceful figure, he came to believe that the reason for war on Earth was..." Because of the existence of many countries, he believed that if the entire Earth were unified and all countries were eliminated, there would be no more war. This became his ideal, for which he was willing to sacrifice his life. Therefore, based on this ideal, he cultivated relationships with various cults and won over people around the world, establishing an illegal armed organization—the current Hylorat Federation. However, unlike previous terrorists with extreme religious ideologies, he never used suicide bombs to attack his targets. This is why, even now, the Hylorat Federation does not have a dedicated suicide squad. "

That white man who doesn't understand history... " Ding asked, "So, you're saying that Hero's actions weren't driven by personal desires, but by a selfless ideal? Then is he a hero willing to sacrifice his life for the greater good?"

The scholar with historical knowledge replied, "No! Hero's understanding of peace conflicts with our understanding of peace. While I have no doubt that his motives were indeed for peace, his peace ideals jeopardized our nation's peace. What we need is to maintain our own nation's peace before we can demand world peace. If the former is removed as a prerequisite, then the latter is meaningless." At this point, a researcher stepped forward and said, "Please..." It's fine for you to admire a young girl, but please don't try to get into her mouth, and it's best not to enter her "private area" either; both are dangerous. Last time, a mentally unstable comrade tried to enter her mouth, and she bit him in half with her teeth. The unfortunate comrade's lower body fell to the ground. And he wasn't the only one; before him, four other mentally unstable comrades were bitten to death in the same way. It

's worth adding here:

After its establishment, the Hyroat Federation quickly disintegrated the United States from within, and soon after occupied all of North America and most of South America. To this day, it occupies most of Europe and Africa, and all of the Middle East; it has conquered 80% of Russia's territory. Similarly, China can never be its friend; given its will, China will inevitably become its enemy. Although it outnumbered China in manpower, possessed superior weaponry, and had highly trained soldiers, it fought a seven-year war with China, achieving only the conquest of Northwest China. The leader of this federation, Hailuo, was a fellow townsman of Qin Shi Huang, whom he idolized, and was no coward. Meanwhile, China had joined the International Alliance of Independent Sovereign States (IAS) nine years prior, an organization established to resist the tyrannical Hailuoart.

...Now, let's talk about Wang Yilan's family.

Haven and Yilan were deeply in love, knowing from childhood that they were not related by blood. Haven's mother died early, and the family was supported by Wang Tie, a spacecraft engineer working outside the home.

...At Haiwen and Yilan's home

, in Yilan's bedroom, Haiwen and Yilan were deeply in love. Their passion was overwhelming, and they could no longer control themselves. Haiwen, panting heavily, stripped Yilan of all her clothes and thrust his member forcefully into her. His youthful blood gushed from her vulva. Yilan, equally blushing and panting, looked at Haiwen with burning eyes and said in an equally passionate tone, "Brother! My first time is yours. From today onwards, I belong to you! Please don't abandon me!" Haiwen's hot mouth uttered, "Hoo~ Hoo~ I won't! I love you!"

...Meanwhile, inside the girl's research base,

people suddenly heard the giant girl speaking in her sleep. This was the first time they had heard her speak, but it was just her muttering in her sleep; she hadn't woken up. Her sleep-talking couldn't explain anything, but strangely, her words were in the language of humans. Not knowing what the meteor girl was saying in her sleep, Commander Liu shouted, "Someone come here!"

...A few months later, near Wang Yilan's house...Yilan was on her way home when she ran into Haven, who was also heading home. Haven was wearing navy blue bulletproof armor. Ilan smiled and said in a friendly tone, "Brother! You're back!" Haven asked, "Did the exams make you feel bad?"

Ilan said, "They were alright. Did you encounter any danger while you were on guard duty in the Xisha Islands?"

Haven replied, "A few days ago, several enemy reconnaissance planes appeared in the Xisha Islands. Fortunately, they all disappeared. It seems there's going to be another war there soon. I took leave today; I have to go back to my unit in a few days."

The two were about to go home when they heard an explosion at their doorstep, their house caught fire, and several thugs emerged from the building. Haven drew his pistol, blocked the thugs' path, and asked, "What brings you here?"

Haven felt strange, because he was just a soldier, and he and his family had never made enemies. Why would assassins come knocking on their door? But now was not the time to think about these questions.

When the thugs saw Haven with a gun, they didn't immediately flee as one might expect. Instead, they all drew their pistols. One of the thugs asked, "Are you Haven?"

Haven replied, "Yes!"

The thug said, "Hand over the woman next to you! Don't ask any other questions."

These thugs weren't in a hurry to escape but instead demanded that Haven take Elaine away, which seemed illogical. So what were they there for? Haven said, "I can't do it!!"

With that, Haven opened fire on the thugs. One thug was killed instantly by a bullet to the skull. The others returned fire, but Haven, having received military training, was agile and dodged several bullets. While dodging, Haven said to Yilan, "Quickly, go and rescue Father!!" Yilan, using Haven's cover, entered the burning house and saw the old man, Wang Tie, lying on the ground covered in blood. Approaching Wang Tie, she bent down and shook him, calling out, "Dad! Dad!! Wake up!! Wake up!!!"

After the cries, Yilan heard her father's weak voice: "Yi...lan...! Quick... get... away...from here!"

Yilan said, "No!! I can't leave you!"

Because Yilan was a girl, she was weak, so she had to use all her strength to drag her father out of the fire.

After she dragged her father out, only one thug remained. Upon seeing her, he immediately grabbed Yilan, pointed a gun at her head, and took her hostage, while Wang Tie was thrown to the ground.

The thug threatened, "Put down the gun, or I'll kill this woman!!"

Haiwen hesitated, her hand gripping the gun trembling. Seeing Haiwen waver, the thug said, "Put down the gun and call me a taxi!!"

At this moment, Yilan began to panic. Then, something unexpected happened. Yilan screamed in terror, and a strange light appeared on her body. A strange force shattered the thug's body, and the shattered remains were thrown back, landing four meters away.

Haiwen witnessed this incredible scene and was astonished!

Immediately afterward, Yilan seemed dizzy, her knees buckling. Haiwen tried to help her but found her expression still terrified; she was clearly horrified. A little later, Yilan regained her senses and, together with Haiwen, helped Wang Tie and called a taxi, taking him to the hospital.

The doctor's examination revealed that Wang Tie had been shot and wounded. Haiwen wondered, "My adoptive father had never wronged anyone. Who could have such a deep-seated hatred for him? Why would anyone kill an adoptive father who had no grudge against anyone?" He then asked the doctor, "How is our father?" The doctor replied, "The old man's chances of survival are slim, but we will do our best."

Yilan stayed by Wang Tie's bedside. Wang Tie weakly said to Yilan, "Please call your brother over too! I have something to tell you."

"Waaaaah... Daddy! Don't leave us! No!" Seeing Wang Tie's frail state, Yi Lan's heart ached terribly. Following her father's instructions, Yi Lan brought Hai Wen into the ward. Then, the elderly Wang Tie said to Hai Wen, "Close the door."

Hai Wen closed the door, and the dying Wang Tie spoke, "Yi... Lan...! I'm not your biological father. I've been lying to you since you were little, telling you your mother died in childbirth. I've been deceiving you for 20 years. My name isn't Wang Tie; my real name is Chen Wen."

Yi Lan cried, "Daddy! Don't lie to me! You're my only father. We can't live without you!"

Then Wang Tie took out a wallet. Inside was a photograph of a middle-aged scholar wearing glasses and a white coat. On the back of the photograph were his home address and contact number. Then he called Yilan over and handed her the document, saying, "This doctor's name is Zhang Taifang. He lives in Qinghai City. He knows your background and my identity. Please...you...must...find...him."

Wang Tie then made a gesture, and Haiwen and Yilan left the ward.

The doctor entered the ward to try and save Wang Tie. Yilan waited for a long time, crying. The doctor finally came out, but his expression and words filled them with despair. The doctor said, "I'm sorry, we've done everything we could. Please accept our condolences!"

Yilan began to cry and scream wildly, burying her head in Haiwen's arms. Haiwen, tears streaming down his face, grabbed the doctor's clothes and cried out, "Doctor, is there any hope?! Please, you must save our father!!"

The doctor bowed his head and replied, "I'm sorry, it's too late."

The old man had passed away, leaving behind children who were not his biological children but were closer than blood relatives.

Yilan and Haiwen left the hospital and, following the old man's last wishes, began searching for Zhang Taifang's residence.

What would become of Yilan's life from now on?

Chapter 3 The Super Tall Girl in the Performing Arts Troupe

Haven and Ilan first traveled by taxi flying car and then by hoverbus to Qinghai Province.

They settled in a city called Blue Sky City in Qinghai Province, a prosperous city.

There were maglev trains running on tracks on overpasses. Since it was a near-future era, it was natural to find flying cars and wheelless floating buses, which were common in other bustling cities as well.

(The following will explain the strange vehicles mentioned.) (Flying cars and floating buses are vehicles whose names are similar to cars and buses, but their appearance is completely different. Please do not misunderstand their appearance because of their similar names.)

(Regarding the difference between hoverbuses and floating buses: A hoverbus is a low-altitude vehicle that moves almost touching the ground, as mentioned at the beginning of this chapter.

A floating bus is a vehicle that flies higher in the air.

) Ilan and Haven were having dinner at a restaurant

when a boy of about 17, dressed in Tibetan clothing, suddenly ran into the restaurant, to Ilan and Haven's table, grabbed Haven's arm, and cried, "Brother, save me!"

Haven was puzzled when a group of thugs carrying knives burst in. Some were dressed in Tibetan clothing, others in urban attire. The leader shouted, "Brother, hand over this brat! He has nothing to do with you, don't get involved!" Seeing the

hostile intent, Haven replied, "Murder is illegal. I can't hand this child over to you."

The leader gave a signal to someone behind him, and a thug rushed to the table with a knife. He came to attack, but before he could even get close to his target, a loud bang was heard as he was shot through the head and fell to the ground.

Seeing that Haven had a gun, the thugs dared not advance.

The leader then spoke up, "If you hand over this brat, we won't make things difficult for you."

Haven smiled and said, "You must understand that if you intend to do evil, your life will not be protected by law."

The leader, not wanting to waste any more words, threw out a sentence to the boy: "Listen, brat, if you cause us trouble again, we'll kill you and eat you."

With that, he turned and left with his men.

After the thugs left, Yilan asked the boy, "Little brother, what's your name?"

Tears streamed down the boy's face as he replied, "My name is Nima Zhaxi."

Then, the boy suddenly knelt down, crying and pleading, "Please save my sister!"

Yilan asked, "What happened?"

The boy replied, "The troupe leader, Tsering Basang, often abuses my sister, Zhuoma.

" "My sister is a dancer in a performing arts troupe. It's because of my sister that Basang's troupe has gained many audiences.

But Basang, for money, accepted the demands of a group of mentally ill audience members, causing them to do all sorts of strange things to my sister.

And that's not all; they repeatedly harmed my sister's body.

Even worse, recently those mentally ill audience members sawed off my sister's legs so they could eat some kind of 'lam' meat."

Hearing this, Haiwen exclaimed, "What! Such a thing happened?"

Yilan asked, "Little brother, what's your sister's name?"

The boy replied, "My sister's name is Dawa Tsoma.

Her current stage name is Badenlam.

My sister and I grew up by Lake Mapangyong.

Later, for some reason, a fire broke out in my sister's house, and Basang saved her.

So, to repay Basang, my sister became a member of the performing arts troupe."

Haiwen asked, "And what are you to her?"

The boy replied, "I'm my sister's neighbor. Since my sister joined..." "I also joined Basang's performing arts troupe with my sister."

Haiwen asked, "Can't you stay at home?"

The boy replied, "My parents are both dead; I've been an orphan since I was little."... Haiwen and the others learned from the boy that Dawa Zhuoma was now a dancer in the troupe, 19 years old. She was adopted by her adoptive father from an unknown place when she was young; her biological parents were unknown. In the village, her father initially claimed she was Yeshe Lhamo's daughter, stating that she was adopted at Yeshe Lhamo's request. Later, as she grew up, the villagers claimed she was the daughter of Mount Everest, and they preferred to believe she was Mount Everest's daughter.

In the troupe, Basang would often send people to squeeze Zhuoma's milk for the audience as a "Tashi Delek" (a traditional Tibetan blessing), and those who paid a little more could receive the blessing of drinking "holy milk" earlier.

Zhuoma reluctantly agreed to all of these.

However, recently, due to the morbid demands of several particularly wealthy audience members, Dawa Zhuoma had been repeatedly mutilated.

The mad consumers morbidly believed that eating Zhuoma's flesh would grant them lifelong health and good fortune, and inexplicably, they insisted on eating only specific parts of Zhuoma's body.

This was becoming unbearable for Zhuoma.

Led by the young Nima Tashi, Yilan and his companions arrived at the performing arts troupe. First, several singers took to the stage to perform songs, some folk songs and others modern urban songs.

Then, several poets took to the stage to recite poems, mostly Tibetan poems, including one from the "Epic of Gesar." The recitation of "Epic of Gesar" lasted for over an hour. After "Epic of Gesar" was finished, the next poet sang Tang Dynasty poems… until the last poet sang a modern poem.

Haiwen listlessly asked Zaxi, "You said your sister is in this troupe, why haven't I seen her come out?"

Zaxi replied, "It's not her turn to come out now.

Those poets and singers are temporary hires; they'll leave after their performances.

Please wait patiently, your sister will come out."

Several dancers then sang and danced for a few performances. After that,

the troupe leader, Basang, announced, "Next, please welcome Mount Everest's daughter, Badenglamu, to the stage!"

A sudden cheer erupted from the audience!

Many people had already been dozing off.

Haiwen thought to himself, this girl named Zhuoma (whose stage name is Badenglamu) is said to have suffered physical trauma; he wondered to what extent she was disabled. Why push her onto the stage? Could the audience really accept her with such a disabled body?

But then an unexpected scene unfolded. As the red curtain drew back, a cloud of white mist appeared, and slowly emerged a figure named Lhamo (meaning fairy in Tibetan), dressed in a thin, white, form-fitting dress. Her long, flowing black hair and beautiful oval face were complemented by two bare, slender arms draped with white ribbons, and her bare, white legs were exposed to the air. Her two white, bare feet stood on the stage.

But that wasn't all; what was even more striking was her height, far exceeding that of ordinary people. A man in black approached her; compared to her, he was barely taller than her knees. To put it another way, the man in black seemed like a child to her. The man in black appeared to say something to Lhamo, then clasped his hands together, raised them to his forehead, prostrated himself in worship, then stood up with his hands clasped again and turned to leave. Haiwen, after visual estimation, concluded that the white-clad fairy on stage was approximately five meters tall.

Haven thought to himself, "Nima Zaxi seemed to have said that Zhuoma's limbs were severed, so how come she still looks perfectly healthy without a single scar?"

He then asked the boy, "Is she your sister Zhuoma?"

The boy replied, "She is indeed my sister Zhuoma."

Haven then asked, "You seemed to have said that her limbs were severed, so how come she has perfectly healthy limbs now? Could she be wearing prosthetics?"

The boy replied, "My sister's legs are her own; she doesn't have prosthetics."

At this moment, Yilan interjected, "Little brother, lying isn't a good thing!"

The boy looked angry and cried, "I didn't lie!"

Tears streamed down his face.

Haven said, "Alright, that's enough. Let's watch Zhuoma's performance carefully."

The white-clad fairy's dance began.

Zhuoma raised her white ribbons, as white as a hada (a ceremonial scarf), which fluttered in her arms. She would lift her legs, raising them to head height; then she would run forward a few steps before leaping with her legs spread wide, as if jumping over a cliff; then the ribbons would dance in large, rainbow-like arcs; then her hands would come together behind her back, palms open, fingers moving like flames; and then she would slowly raise her hands above her head, as if a flower were blooming between them… Her dance was beautiful and captivating, but precisely because of its beauty, no one could clearly describe it in words, nor could they be described in language. No!

To try to describe it with words would only distort its beauty.

Haiwen carefully observed Zhuoma's every movement and found nothing unnatural about her body.

After the dance, the curtain closed for a few minutes, then opened again.

At this moment, the white-clad fairy held a flute in her hand, and she played a beautiful melody.

The music on the xiao (vertical bamboo flute) was beautiful and moving, its imagery encompassing the roar of the ocean, the cold winds of the snowy plateau, and the vicissitudes of the snow-capped peaks.

It was as if the music wasn't just a piece of music, but a poem narrating the changing times.

The xiao music ended after half an hour.

Many audience members remained with their eyes closed, still lost in reverie. Some exclaimed, "Ah! I saw the snow-capped mountains of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau!"

"I saw the blue sky and the sea!

" "I saw the sea transformed into mountains!"

"This piece was composed by her. Clearly, she has a deep love for music."

This was a scholar's comment…

But then a voice suddenly roused some of the audience from their reverie: "Badenlam has fainted!"

Those who opened their eyes were shocked to see Zhuoma collapsed on the stage. Many rushed to help her up, their expressions filled with concern.

Haiwen followed the crowd.

Seeing the situation getting out of control, Basang said to the crowd, "Please rest assured, Badengam will recover."

This immediately quieted the scene.

Several men in black then dragged the fallen Dawa Dawa Dawa off the stage… That

night, in a secret room…

Dawa Dawa Dawa lay naked on the smooth floor.

Her body was as white as jade, her slender waist and the curves of her hips and breasts possessing a captivating beauty.

Her long legs and delicate arms were beautiful and alluring; a thorough examination of her body would leave any man who saw her mesmerized and unable to resist. It

was almost impossible for a man admiring her body to remain conscious and unmoved.

However, if you removed the surrounding scenery, you would never guess that she was 5 meters tall.

Tears welled in Dawa Tsoma's eyes as she weakly sobbed to Basang beside her, "Uncle Basang, you saved my life, and I'm so grateful.

But please don't let those beastly rich men torment me anymore.

They didn't come to see my dance.

I hate them.

I can't use my flesh and bones to bless them.

They don't deserve to go to heaven."

Basang smiled and said, "Do you think those audience members only came to see your dance and music?

They came for your beautiful body. All singers and dancers in the world rely on their beautiful bodies to conquer consumers.

If it weren't for their beautiful bodies, no matter how beautiful the dance, no one would watch; no matter how sweet the song, no one would listen."

" If you have to blame someone, blame your bad luck!

Who made you grow back your severed limbs like a blade of grass?

If your body didn't have that ability, your flesh wouldn't have been able to endure the torture of being cut.

Perhaps in your past life you were a cruel butcher who cut off too many people's legs and feet. You sowed bad karma, and Buddha wants to punish you, so he makes you suffer the pain of broken bones forever in this life."

At this moment, several audience members who had watched the dance during the day were brought in.

With each step they took towards Zhuoma, they clasped their hands together and prostrated themselves.

When they were two steps away, they stopped, and Zhuoma sat up.

One of them asked with concern, "Badenram, are you feeling alright?

We would like to continue listening to your music and watching your dance.

We hope you recover soon."

Zhuoma didn't speak but looked at the other person with grateful eyes.

Another person said, "Alas!

Her health is deteriorating day by day.

We'll see her on stage less and less often."

At this moment, several men in black came over. They climbed onto her body, kneading her white breasts, and placed a ceramic pot under them. They squeezed out her milk, which flowed into the pot.

Several people who had come here said in unison, "May the holy dew of Badenglam bless us."

Droma replied weakly, "Tashi Delek!"

The men in black poured the milk from the pot into several glass bottles. The people who had requested the blessing took the bottles; some drank Droma's milk in one gulp, while others took the bottles back with smiles.

After the first group left, three more arrived. Basang knew what they wanted, so he ordered someone to bring over a large wooden basin filled with sacred snow brought from Mount Everest. The three men removed their outer garments and jumped into the sacred snow to bathe. After washing away the filth, they emerged, chanting scriptures and saying, "May the sacred body of the daughter of Mount Everest bless our family with lifelong peace and prosperity."

As they spoke, one of them approached Zhuoma, removed his underwear, and inserted his small penis into Zhuoma's large vulva. Zhuoma let out a groan and immediately went limp. The other two climbed onto her breasts, caressing and kissing them, and sucking them forcefully.

The man at the vulva was now flushed, his burning seed entering her vulva and flowing into her uterus.

The other two men, climbing on Zhuoma's chest, suckled her milk like infants suckling their mother's breast, biting her nipples hard when the milk was insufficient.

Teeth marks were left on her breasts, and then the two men gnawed bloody teeth marks on Zhuoma's thighs and insteps.

The man who had been having intercourse with Zhuoma was flushed and slumped against her abdomen, his life force drained by her reproductive orifice.

The other two men had their fun, and when the man in black tried to drag away the man who had been having intercourse with Zhuoma, he found that her reproductive orifice was tightly closed, and he couldn't pull his penis out.

The man in black struggled to pull it out, but there were obvious signs of tearing... After some time, a dozen or so wealthy men entered. Some were blond Westerners, some were Koreans in suits, some were spoiled rich kids, some were handsome men who could charm many women, and some were CEOs of companies. Only one was an official from the Sovereign Independence Union, an Arab.

But it was certain that none of these people spoke Tibetan, and none could understand Tibetan.

A wealthy man bowed deeply to the enormous Zhuoma, placing his right hand over his chest, and said, "Greetings, Your Eminence, Fairy."

Zhuoma retorted, "Please, please stop bothering me, stop torturing me. You are not my audience; I need a healthy body to dance for my audience."

The wealthy man, showing no pity, continued, "You have the ability to regenerate limbs. Therefore, I very much desire to eat your delicious jade feet and thighs. We are determined to have your beautiful flesh."

Another wealthy man said, "Yes, your fair and tender skin is so tempting; anyone who sees it would want to gnaw it off and eat it.

Who made your skin so fair and tender?

Don't you know that the fairer the skin, the more delicious the flesh?

My old physical education teacher once joked with his students in class: If someone's skin is fair and translucent from healthy exercise..." "I wish I could bite his skin off,"

said another middle-aged rich man. "Women like you would be called 'two-legged sheep' in ancient times."

At this moment, a handsome man shouted fiercely at the middle-aged rich man, "Hey!

Shut up!

If you say that again, I'll kill you!

Show some respect!"

The middle-aged rich man retorted, "How much ink do you have in your head!"

A rich man walked over and interjected, "Alright, alright, don't ruin the harmony!"

The handsome man said to Zhuoma, "I'm sorry, we were disrespectful to you just now, please forgive us. I apologize on their behalf.

Hey!

If you were as tall as a normal person, I would really like you to be my girlfriend."

Zhuoma looked at the dozen or so perverted rich men with hatred, wondering if those rich men had abnormal minds or if they were using normal minds to think abnormally.

The man in black had prepared a tranquilizer gun. If Zhuoma dared to resist, he would tranquilize her first... Note: The man in black: a worker in the Basang Performing Arts Troupe.

The Sovereign Independent Union (SIU) is an international organization composed of sovereign states and nations, primarily aimed at resisting the Hyroyat Federation's ambition to unify the world.

SIU members include China and some of its neighboring countries, as well as other distant nations.

The organization's headquarters are not in China or Russia, but in a city in India.

Chapter 4: Dawa Zhuoma's Suffering

The men in black had prepared tranquilizer guns; if Zhuoma dared to resist, they would tranquilize her first.

The blond Westerner then demanded, "Cut off her foot."

Basang gave some men in black a signal, and they brought over two iron pillars, then tied Zhuoma's hands to her sides.

Several men in black grabbed Zhuoma's right leg, and one of them took out a chainsaw and sawed at Zhuoma's right ankle. Zhuoma screamed, "Ah!"

Her instep arched, and her five toes squeezed together.

Then the saw made a "zzzz" sound, and Zhuoma's white right foot was severed, naturally drawing blood from the cut.

Several men in black then carried Zhuoma's right foot to a pre-prepared wooden basin filled with water for washing.

A wealthy young man with gleaming green eyes ran over and began frantically licking and kissing the massive, six-decimeter-long severed right foot, completely oblivious to the fact that he had already jumped into the water-filled basin and soaked his clothes.

The other wealthy people, seeing his crazy behavior, grabbed his arms to stop him. A middle-aged wealthy man said to the young master, "Young master, you'll have plenty to eat later. Your behavior just now terrified us all."

A wealthy man who was the general manager of a large company demanded that Zhuoma's right leg be cut off, and requested a non-electric saw instead of a chainsaw. So the man in black who had the chainsaw switched to a saw and began sawing at the base of Zhuoma's leg. However, even though the general manager of the company gestured for him to stop, he made a phone call and said, "Bring that thing here."

Two minutes later, two men carried in a stick. The general manager, with a shameless smile, said, "Look at this fairy's fair and tender skin, it must hurt a lot to cut it off. So this stick is for relieving her pain."

Then the general manager waved his hand, and the man with the stick walked over to Zhuoma and inserted the stick into her private parts. The stick touched her sensitive clitoris and moved in and out, sending waves of intoxicating pleasure through Zhuoma's brain, causing her to let out a shameful cry.

At this moment, the general manager gave a wink to the man in black with a saw. The man in black with the saw walked to Zhuoma's right leg and began sawing at the base of her right thigh.

The general manager smiled and said, "In the midst of pleasurable pleasure, you can't feel any physical pain. Perhaps the more pain you feel, the greater your pleasure."

Due to the stimulation of pleasure, Zhuoma's consciousness was no longer clear, but she was not unconscious either, and her right leg was weak from struggling under the stimulation of pleasure.

Her vulva overflowed with vaginal fluid due to the stimulation of pleasure, and Zhuoma cried out continuously, whether from the pleasure of being thrust into her vulva or from the pain of her thigh being sawed off by the men in black.

The man who was repeatedly poking her with the wooden stick smelled the vaginal fluid, and his eyes lit up with a green light. The scent had the fragrance of a young girl and flowers, without any unpleasant odor, which was what set her apart from ordinary people. The man poking her licked his lips, his movements slowed down, and he let out a low, beast-like howl.

The men in black continued sawing at Zhuoma's right thigh, the saw making a "whoosh~" "whoosh~" cutting sound. The flesh of her thigh had split open, and the bone had been cut in, with blood flowing continuously from the cut. After about 15 minutes of sawing, Zhuoma's right leg was finally severed from her body, and the man with the wooden stick felt his arm getting tired and stopped.

Several men in black carried Zhuoma's right leg into a wooden basin to wash it, like ants carrying the severed leg of an insect.

The two men with the wooden sticks found that the sticks inserted into Zhuoma's genitals were tightly gripped by her and they couldn't pull them out. They finally called for help from several others before they were able to remove the sticks. Some time later, an Arab official from the Sovereign Independence Union asked Basang, "Does anyone know the art of butchering?"

Basang replied, "Li the Butcher—Li Qing learned this technique. Large animals killed by him were dismembered and died without feeling pain."

The Arab official knew Basang's claim was exaggerated, but he still said, "Then please have him come over."

Basang made a phone call, and soon Li the Butcher entered.

The Arab official from the Sovereign Independence Union said to Li the Butcher, "Use your special skill to cut off Zhuoma's left leg at the root, but do not damage the bone."

Li the Butcher clasped his hands and replied, "Yes."

Li the Butcher approached the tall Zhuoma, but she kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying several meters away.

The Arab official from the Sovereign Independence Union, observing the situation, said to Zhuoma, "Zhuoma, I know who your biological mother is. If you want to understand your background, then please cooperate with Li Tudao and have her cut off your beautiful left leg so I can keep it. Now, please endure the pain and remain silent."

Zhuoma then asked, "Then do you know who my biological mother is?"

The Arab official said, "I will answer you after Li Tudao cuts off your left leg."

Zhuoma was silent for a moment, then said, "Alright, go ahead and cut."

The Arab official gave Li Tudao a wink, and Li Tudao approached Zhuoma's left leg again. He first touched Zhuoma's thigh root, carefully observing where the gaps between the bones were, and then began to cut Zhuoma's left leg.

At this moment, Zhuoma gritted her teeth and no longer resisted, as if Li Tudao were a surgeon performing an operation on her.

The instep of Zhuoma's left foot began to bend, and her five toes began to squeeze together.

Seeing that Zhuoma was gritting her teeth in pain and that her left knee was slightly bent, the Arab official, trying to distract her, asked, "Who is your father?"

Zhuoma replied, "I have no father, only an adoptive father named Li Minghua."

The Arab official then asked, "Did he tell you who your biological mother is, or about your background?"

Zhuoma replied, "He only told me that I am Yixi Lamu's daughter.

He said that I was entrusted by Yixi Lamu to be raised by him.

Later, my height grew unusually, so the villagers said I was the daughter of Mount Everest.

But some scholars in the village told me that whether it was Yixi or..." " It's all an illusion, even Mount Everest.

That's why I still don't know who my biological parents are.

Because I'm different from ordinary people, I have no choice but to accept that Mount Everest is my mother."

The Arab official asked, "Where did your adoptive father go? Why wasn't he with you?"

Zhuoma replied, "He went to heaven because of a fire. Uncle Basang saved me. I don't know how the fire started."

The Arab official asked, "So you were grateful to Basang and obeyed him in everything?"

Zhuoma nodded...

At this moment, Li Tudao was still cutting the flesh on Zhuoma's thigh. Many arteries and veins were severed, and the blade was stained red with blood.

Droma's lip was already bleeding from being bitten. She asked the Arab official, "May I ask your surname?"

The Arab official replied, "My name is Okad."

Droma asked, "How old are your children?"

Okad replied, "My young master is already 15 years old. You are old enough to be his older sister."

Droma bit her lip and asked, "Aren't you afraid your family will find out about such a beastly thing you're doing? Especially your young master, what will he think when he knows he has a father like you?"

Okad replied, "I will not let my family know." "I did do this. In my family's eyes, I'm a responsible husband and a loving father."

Zhuoma said, "Please...

don't...

ruin your... 　　image ...

in your family . 　　Please stop."... 　　Li Tudao finally severed Zhuoma's left leg, but the 3-meter-long severed leg thrashed about like a fish out of water, or a poisoned lobster, desperately moving—more precisely, its knee joint was thrashing about. Several men in black who tried to take the severed leg were knocked to the ground by the thrashing leg. 　　The severed leg seemed to have a life of its own, constantly struggling. 　　It wasn't until more people arrived that the severed leg was thrown into another wooden basin filled with water. 　　Yet, it continued to thrash about in the water like a lobster.

Zhuoma asked Okade, "Can you tell me who my parents are?"

Okade replied, "Wait a moment."

Then Okade winked at a wealthy Korean man in a suit, who continued, "Cut off her breasts. That's what I want to eat most."

Basang had a crane brought over and tied Li Tudao's waist to it. He then lifted Li Tudao up and placed him against Zhuoma's chest. Li Tudao squeezed Zhuoma's white breasts, enjoying the soft pleasure they sent. His masculine hormones were stimulated, and it took him a long time to calm down before he began to cut into her breasts.

"Ah~!"

Zhuoma cried out in pain.

Bright red blood flowed from her soft breasts.

The dozen or so wealthy men present, witnessing Li Tudao's performance, stuck out their tongues and made "Oh~!"

sounds.

Okade then said to Zhuoma, "Do you want to know who your biological mother is?"

Zhuoma looked at Okade with pleading eyes.

Okader then continued, "Let me tell you! Your biological mother is neither Yeshe Lhamo nor Mount Everest, but a shooting star girl who perished on the coast of the Spratly Islands 20 years ago. She was even taller than you."

Li Tudao continued cutting into Zhuoma's breasts; blood from the cuts had already flowed down to her waist and abdomen, but she didn't scream, biting her lip to endure it. Ignoring Li Tudao's cutting, she asked Okader, "Where is my mother now?"

Okader replied, "She's being held captive in a research base and research team established by local officials to study her."

Zhuoma continued, "Why won't they release her?" "Her?"

Okader lit a cigarette and replied, "She was unconscious the whole time, and she hasn't woken up yet.

If we had released her then, you wouldn't have been born.

Besides, how could we release her if she's still unconscious?"

Droma's face paled, and her lips lost their vibrant color. She asked weakly, "So what exactly are the base personnel planning to do to my mother?"

Okader replied expressionlessly, "The research team started the 'Child Born from Heaven' program to obtain superior offspring genes from her.

To ensure she gives birth to children with their own blood, they must mate with her, but her body is too enormous." Unable to mate with her directly like a normal woman, the base's personnel developed an elephant-trunk vehicle. This vehicle had a black rubber tube on its back, the purpose of which was to transport human sperm into the meteor girl's uterus for development. Those wishing to mate with her had to enter the vehicle's compartment behind the black rubber tube and insert their genitals into a small tube that led to the black rubber tube. To effectively achieve the desired implantation state during intercourse with the meteor girl, two robotic arms were installed on the base's ceiling, allowing those wishing to implant to control these arms to caress the meteor girl. Thanks to the elephant-trunk vehicle

… "It was the car's help that allowed the tiny human sperm to successfully reach your mother's womb, that is, the Meteor Girl's womb.

Therefore, countless outstanding children with super genes were born from your mother's womb, and you were one of them."

At this moment, Li Tudao had already cut off one of Zhuoma's breasts, the bloody breast falling to the ground. A man in black picked up the severed breast and threw it into a wooden basin filled with water. Zhuoma ignored the severed breast and continued to ask Okade, "Then who is my biological father? Where are my brothers and sisters?"... At this moment, Li Tudao was cutting off Zhuoma's other breast.

Ocard turned to look at the beautiful legs and breasts thrown into the basin of water, then turned back to answer, "Actually, Li Minghua, whom you've always considered your adoptive father, is your real biological father. He and your mother had you; it wasn't your mother who entrusted you to him. He said that to cover up his shame as a high-ranking intellectual. Your brothers and sisters went to various positions in society, and some of them went to the battlefield, becoming true super soldiers.

But your sisters weren't as lucky as your brothers. Almost all of your sisters, like you, grew taller than average at a certain age, becoming as tall as you or even taller than you. Therefore, they found it difficult to integrate into society and be accepted by the mainstream. Of course, some were trained as nude models, some as dancers or dancers, and some were trained..." Some were trained to become musicians or singers, while others were trained to become singers.

However, some, due to their fathers' corrupt thinking or the burdens they carried, were trained to become high-class prostitutes, some becoming "hostesses" on par with zoo animals. Others were trained to become special combat tools, but these were the minority. In short, most of your sisters either worked in the gray or black worlds, and very few entered the legitimate world.

Oh, I forgot to tell you something: my young master shares the same mother as you, and I am his father.

I told you before that to get the Meteor Girl pregnant, you need the Elephant Trunk Cart, but that's not necessarily true.

I got your mother pregnant with my child without the Elephant Trunk Cart's help. Do you know how I did it?"

Zhuoma wasn't interested in this and remained silent, while Li Tudao cut off half of her other breast.

Okad continued, "Then I'll tell you.

I'm an excellent swimmer. With my strong physique, I'm a top-notch swimmer. I shoved my entire body into your mother's cervix and into her womb, which is filled with a blue ocean of life. You should know that every woman's womb is an ocean of life.

Then I planted the seed of life in that ocean of life, and that's how my offspring came to be.

In the past 20 years, only a very few women have had children with the 'Meteor Girl' in my way."

Droma suddenly asked, "Since your son is my brother, who is your wife?"

Okad felt as if he were being questioned... Caught off guard, Fang remained silent for a moment before saying, "My wife is just an ordinary person, and she has no blood relation to my son.

To prevent him from knowing that he has a different biological mother and sisters like you, I found a woman to marry so that he could grow up in a normal environment. Fortunately, he is a son, so he won't develop an unusually tall physique.

In fact, many fathers who have had physical relations with your mother quickly find other women to marry after having children to conceal their children's true parentage, because such a background is very bad for a child's development."

Zhuoma remained silent at this moment. Knowing her true parentage, the pain in her heart made her forget the physical pain. She seemed to have forgotten that Li Tudao was still cutting her flesh.

Ocard sighed, "It takes 20 years to cultivate a super soldier suitable for the battlefield from your mother's womb, but it takes another 20 years to cultivate the next batch. By then, the war will be over, and the second-generation soldiers cultivated for combat will only be civilians.

In other words, for the past 20 years, Meteor Girl has been manipulated by a group of people. She is like a flower with many bees collecting nectar, constantly giving birth to super offspring for people. And the fathers of those super offspring are simply bees collecting nectar from the flower, and most of them have paid outside to enter the base for that kind of thing.

Because Commander Liu is not a decent person either."

He's a rather greedy man.

Of course, to ensure the legitimacy of doing that kind of thing, those who want to sleep with your mother must genuinely want an heir; otherwise, they must be turned away.

Zhuoma forgot the pain in her body and thought for a long time before saying to Okade, "Thank you for telling me about my origins, but I beg you not to let these beasts harm me."

Okade said with a smirk, "Alright, then please be my collectible. I will ensure you have food and shelter, and you will live a happy life with the rare animals in my villa."

Zhuoma responded weakly, "No...

impossible

."

Okade said, "Don't rush to answer; please consider it slowly."

At this moment, Li Tudao had already cut off Zhuoma's other breast, and the severed breast was naturally thrown into the wooden basin filled with water.

Okader seemed unsatisfied with Li Tudao's display of skill, so he rushed over with astonishing speed and used the knife he was carrying to cut off Zhuoma's vulva along with her clitoris. Zhuoma let out

a deafening scream of "Ah!" as she was stabbed, and then her head drooped down, her mouth sucking in air.

Zhuoma was left with only two intact arms. Surprisingly, Okader, in a moment of compassion, said to the wealthy beasts around him, "Alright.

Please stop cutting her. I can't bear to see a living person with severed limbs still breathing.

Anyone who finds pleasure in cutting off a living person's limbs, I'll kill them!"

Some people argued with Okader, "What are you afraid of?

Won't her limbs grow back?

And the places you just cut off will also grow back."

Okader glared at the people arguing with him and roared, "Shut up!"

At this moment, the pale-faced Zhuoma finally lost consciousness and fainted...

In another place, Nima Zaxi was on his way to meet Zhuoma with Haven and the others... Wang Yilan suddenly felt a dull pain, but it wasn't physical pain; it was a pain in her heart. She felt as if she were losing a loved one, and tears inexplicably streamed down her face, but she couldn't describe it with her mouth. She herself didn't know why.

Haven noticed tear stains in Yilan's eyes and asked, "What's wrong? Your eyes..."

Yilan replied, "Nothing, just some sand got in."

Haven and the others secretly followed Nima Zhaxi to the secret chamber where Dawa Zhuoma was imprisoned. What they saw was a body without legs leaning against the wall—this was Zhuoma.

Seeing Zhuoma's appearance was horrific. Yilan, upon seeing Zhuoma, seemed to have even more "sand" in her eyes, and her tears flowed even more. Zhuoma's torso only retained her head and two arms. Besides her disfigurement, another notable feature was that her torso was taller than the others. Upon seeing Zhuoma's mutilated body, Haven was so horrified that he vomited. Yilan cried even more bitterly. Before, she didn't know why she was crying, but now she at least knew she was crying for Zhuoma.

Only Nyima Tashi, without changing his expression, rushed over and hugged Zhuoma, crying, "Sister! Waaaaah!"

Zhuoma stroked the young Nyima Tashi's head with her fair hand and said, "Little brother, it's not safe here, leave quickly."

At this moment, a person dressed in Tibetan clothing walked over. Nyima Tashi was not alarmed; he looked at the person with an expression of seeing a glimmer of hope and called out, "Brother Luorong!"

Clearly, Nyima Tashi recognized this person.

Luorong asked, "Tashi, what are you doing here?"

Actually, Luorong knew why they were here without even asking.

With tears in his eyes, Nima Zhaxi said, "We've come to rescue my sister.

Brother Luorong, please let us pass, for the sake of our sibling relationship since childhood.

You've seen what those madmen have done."

Luorong nodded and said, "I can no longer tolerate what Father Basang has done to Zhuoma.

He'll do anything for money.

For mountains of silver, he even let those jackals tear Zhuoma's flesh apart."

Then Luorong stared at Haiwen and said, "Please take Zhuoma away from here. I will be grateful to you."

Saying this, he went out the door to hail a small truck. The truck driver saw Luorong waving at him and asked, "What is it, young master?"

Luorong said, "Please take Zhuoma away from this place of trouble."

The driver said, "But young master..."

Luorong said, "You've all seen what those jackals have done to Zhuoma, so I beg you..."

The driver nodded and said, "Understood, young master."

The small truck drove up, and several people jumped out of the truck bed.

They lifted Zhuoma into the truck bed.

Luo Rong instructed Hai Wen, "Remember, make sure Zhuoma eats plenty of raw tomatoes, eggplants, soybeans, corn, cucumbers, zucchini, green beans, cowpeas, celery, lettuce, radishes, and other vegetables. The nutrients in these vegetables will help her limbs heal."

He then took Zhuoma's white dress and put it in the car.

Hai Wen and the others also got into the truck and left the secret room…

The secret room contained a basement, usually where Basang would steal and eat rare animals, but now it was where those beastly rich men were preparing to eat Zhuoma's flesh.

A dozen or so of these beastly rich men argued about how to eat Zhuoma's beautiful legs, breasts, and feet; even the same man disagreed with himself.

Some suggested braising, others suggested stewing or steaming. They argued endlessly until the company's general manager proposed: "Let's roast the right leg, braise the right foot, and braise the right breast.

We'll make three dishes: roasted beautiful leg, braised beautiful breast, and braised jade hoof.

The left leg and left foot will be steamed, the left breast will be stewed, and the 'that one' will be boiled. We'll make three dishes:

steamed jade leg, steamed beautiful foot, stewed snow peak, and stewed jade gate." This suggestion was accepted, and these beasts were divided into groups and sat at several tables.

At the request of these wealthy beasts, Basang prepared sacred snow from Mount Everest and then boiled it into water, because the wealthy beasts believed that only the sacred snow from Mount Everest could exorcise evil spirits and wash away their sins.

At the beggar's request: the chef smeared Zhuoma's right leg with barbecue sauce, seasoning oil, rice wine, or other seasonings before roasting it on a grill; he also smeared Zhuoma's right foot with brown sugar and rice wine, then put cooking oil and chili bean paste in an iron pot, and stir-fried Zhuoma's right foot in the pot. If it was cooked, water from the melting snow of Mount Everest was poured into the pot to boil Zhuoma's right foot, with galangal and star anise added to the water; Zhuoma's right breast was smeared with white sugar and rice wine, then put cooking oil and chili bean paste in an iron pot, and stir-fried Zhuoma's right breast in the pot. If it was cooked, water was poured into the pot, with galangal and star anise added, and the water in the pot was used to boil Zhuoma's right breast. Of course, this water was from Mount Everest. The snow from Mount Everest melted; Droma's entire left leg, including her left foot, was placed on a large steamer and then coated with a seasoning made from Moutai liquor, ginger juice, garlic juice, sugar, and salt. The steamer was then placed on a specially made large iron pot and steamed with water from the melted snow of Mount Everest. Droma's left breast was coated with a seasoning made from Moutai liquor, ginger juice, garlic juice, sugar, and salt, and then placed in an iron pot and stewed with water from the melted ice of Mount Everest. Droma's vulva was also coated with a seasoning made from Moutai liquor, ginger juice, garlic juice, sugar, and salt, and then placed in a small iron pot and cooked with water from the melted ice of Mount Everest.

All of these were done simultaneously. After some time, the following dishes were prepared: roasted beautiful legs, braised breasts, braised pork trotters, steamed pork legs, steamed beautiful feet, stewed snow peaks, and boiled jade gates. Among them, Zhuoma's left leg was steamed, and her left foot was cut off and prepared separately for the company's general manager.

On the tables of these beastly rich people, Zhuoma's milk was placed in cups, which they drank as a beverage. As the dishes were prepared, they were served on several tables of the rich: at Okade's table, they ate braised pork trotters. The color of the braised trotters was appetizing. Okade picked up a knife and first cut off Zhuoma's right big toe, carefully removing the nail, and put it in his mouth.

Chewing, the juice flowed into Okade's mouth.

Okade savored it, enjoying the wonderful taste.

The toe felt crisp and fragrant in his teeth.

Okade tasted it carefully and slowly swallowed it.

Then Ocard grabbed the entire foot and bit it, licking the beautiful foot and savoring the wonderful taste.

Zhuoma's tender foot tasted fresh, fragrant, and succulent, oily but not greasy.

At this moment, the spoiled brat who had initially lost his composure looked at Zhuoma's right foot. Ocard noticed this and stopped biting, then went to the cook and got a large knife to cut Zhuoma's right foot in two. He gave the half with two toes to the spoiled brat, who happily turned to a corner to gnaw on

his half. Ocard continued to relish the flesh of the sole of his half, then finished the rest of the flesh and toes. He then picked up a wine cup, drank Zhuoma's milk to cleanse his greasy mouth, and swallowed the milk.

Meanwhile, Basang wasn't eating anything; he was chatting with Li Tudao. Basang said to Li Tudao, "I feel like we're sky burial masters, inviting eagles to eat human flesh."

Li Tudao replied, "Yes! I even suspect those rich people are monsters transformed from a flock of sky burial eagles."

Basang said, "However, Zhuoma's leg bones have been bought by some sky burial masters here many times to be used as drum props or made into musical bone flutes. It seems Zhuoma is indeed extraordinary."

At this moment, Okade noticed Basang and walked over to him...

On the table where braised breasts were served, the bright red Zhuoma's right breast emitted a fragrant aroma through the steam.

A handsome, wealthy man, a napkin tied around his neck, held a knife and fork, preparing to cut into the bright red right breast of Droma. He first elegantly sliced off the red cherry-like flesh, then put it in his mouth. He found it tender, juicy, fresh, and elastic. Next, with a graceful movement, he sliced the breast in half. As the breast was cut in two, the fat and juices inside immediately gushed out, spreading across the silver dish containing the breast, forming a thick, slightly yellowish-white broth with an intense aroma that was almost mesmerizing.

He scooped up a little of the broth and put it in his mouth: "My God!

What a delicacy!" It was

indescribable. Just as the handsome man was about to continue eating the flesh from the breast, he noticed someone beside him drooling and watching. So he gave half of the breast to the person next to him to gnaw on.

The handsome man then ate the mammary glands and soft, elastic flesh from the other half of the breast, the mammary glands carrying a hint of milky flavor.

Soon, Droma's most precious, boneless yet incredibly delicious breast was eaten from the plate by the handsome man… Okade said to Basang, “Brother Basang, your favorite food is Tibetan antelope meat.

Actually, my brothers and I initially also liked to eat Tibetan antelope meat, but later, during a hunt for Tibetan antelopes in Hoh Xil, we encountered a beautiful angel who descended from the sky. She stood in front of us and the Tibetan antelopes, stopping us from killing them.

She said to us, ‘Please spare these innocent creatures.’ Because of her beauty…” "We gave her face and left because of her wings and flowing hair.

If I hadn't personally visited that base in the Spratly Islands, I would have really thought she was a fairy sent by Buddha to save all living beings. Later, after joining your group, I learned that the compassionate fairy was your Droma, but we didn't see her wings now.

Afterwards, my brothers thought that if the flesh of the spirits of Hoh Xil was so delicious, then the flesh of the fairy who protected them must be even more delicious.

That's why we repeatedly asked you for her flesh."

Basang clearly felt sympathy for Droma's plight, and he began to speak to Okkad. "General Okader, that child, Zhuoma, is so pitiful. She lost her parents at a young age.

Every time I see you dismembering her body, I feel heartbroken!

If this continues, I'm afraid someone will die!

We don't want to lose her!"

Okader, with a smirk, stared at Basang and changed the subject, saying, "My villa has a collection of rare and exotic animals from all over the world, both live and with their pelts, horns, tusks, and so on. I even raise the Tibetan antelope, which you love to eat..."

From the conversation between Okader and Basang, it seems that Okader is a bloodthirsty individual. Poachers, poaching isn't just about money, and Basang seems to be a ruthless businessman with a penchant for eating rare animal meat… Around a grill where beautiful legs were being roasted, a group of people were knives around Zhuoma's grilled right leg. The fiery red color of the leg was incredibly appetizing. Some people used large knives to cut off the leg at the knee, while others savored slices of the calf's elbow meat, chewing with relish. The flavor was rich, crisp, and fragrant, the meat delicious and oily. Some even cut off pieces of meat from the thigh, chewing on them—sweet and salty, tender and smooth, fatty but not greasy!

After about ten minutes, the group had finally eaten Zhuoma's right leg, which was taller than an average person, down to the bones… At this moment, Luo Rong walked in, holding a lock of hair cut from Zhuoma's head. He sniffed it; the hair still exuded the fragrance of a young girl.

Everyone present turned to Luo Rong with surprise upon seeing him. No!

To be precise, their gaze fell upon Zhuoma's hair in Luo Rong's hands.

These beasts hesitated, realizing they seemed to have forgotten whose flesh the food had once belonged to.

Luo Rong approached the table with the steamed jade leg, cut off a piece of meat from Zhuoma's left calf, and chewed it. The taste was truly fragrant, fresh and delicious with a hint of sweet and sour, the aroma of meat mixed with the fragrance of wine—tender, juicy, and incredibly flavorful.

Contrary to Luo Rong's actions, tears welled in his eyes.

While most of the others were eating Zhuoma's flesh, Luo Rong's act surprised everyone, as he never ate it and the mere sight of it caused him pain.

Even more unusual, Luo Rong uttered some incomprehensible nonsense: "Zhuoma, I've eaten your flesh. You'll never leave me again; you'll always be by my side."

Tears streamed down his face.

He finished one piece of meat and then cut off another. A surprised, beastly diner next to him asked, "Young master, why are you eating her flesh too?" Luo

Rong replied while eating, "You have no right to eat her flesh because you have no right to possess her in your hearts."

Although Luo Rong's mouth was filled with the aroma of the meat, his heart was not as joyful as his mouth, for he was in deep pain.

The rest of the table continued to cut meat from the left calf and thigh and put it in their mouths. The thigh meat, with its delicate fragrance mixed with the aroma of wine, was sweet and salty, tender and smooth, rich yet not greasy!

At the table serving stewed snow peaks, a wealthy Korean man with a napkin around his neck and a knife and fork in hand was cutting Zhuoma's left breast into four equal pieces. When he noticed Luo Rong sitting at the table serving steamed jade legs, he handed one piece to the person next to him and said, "Please give one piece to young master Luo Rong."

Then he picked up one piece with his knife and put it in his mouth, chewing it with relish. He felt that he could not describe how delicious it was. The mammary glands and breast meat had a special fragrance and a hint of milky taste. He was not satisfied with just one piece, so he ate the second and third pieces in succession.

He turned his attention to Luo Rong's table, where the steamed jade leg dish was still unfinished. So he went over to the steamed jade leg table to get a share... Okader seemed to be threatening Basang, saying, "Zhuoma has always been an orphan you adopted; you are her benefactor.

She must have had a hard time traveling with you for so many years.

I've decided to adopt her; please name your price."

Basang replied, "But..."

Basang was reluctant.

Okader then continued, "I know something she doesn't know.

That's why she considers you her benefactor and is almost always obedient to you.

If she finds out..."

At the steamed beautiful feet table, the company's general manager first took a knife and cut off Zhuoma's big toe, removed the toenail, and ate it. Then he slowly bit off the meat from her heel and chewed it. Next, he bit off the meat from the sole of her foot, which was softer and had a slightly salty taste, tasting like a good quality veal.

Then he finished off the remaining flesh from the soles of the feet and four toes, leaving nothing behind.

Judging from the expression on the CEO's face, he seemed to be thoroughly enjoying it.

At the table with the boiled jade gate, the blond Westerner was mixing Droma's mons pubis in a paste made of rock sugar, meat broth, and other ingredients, then sprinkling it with sesame seeds. He

then chewed it with relish, as if it were a sesame flatbread.

His expression clearly showed he was enjoying it immensely.

This feast of culinary delights lasted about 90 minutes before ending.

But soon someone ran into the banquet hall and told Basang, "Something terrible has happened! Dawa Zhuoma is missing!"

The wealthy beasts present, who had just been looking on with expressions of enjoyment, all changed their expressions now.

Okader was also furious.

Chapter 5: Benefactor is Actually Enemy

The wealthy beasts present, who had just been looking on with expressions of enjoyment, all changed their expressions now.

Okader was even angrier.

Those present were shocked to hear that Dawa Zhuoma was missing, because Zhuoma was so tall that one or two people couldn't move her, and she had lost too much blood to crawl away on her own.

Basang was also anxious, as the number of audience members for the performance troupe would decrease significantly.

Okade roared angrily, "Who let Zhuoma go!"

No one answered.

At this moment, Luo Rong held a lock of Zhuoma's hair to his nose and sniffed it, his expression unchanged, seemingly oblivious to the changes around him.

Okade noticed that the only one who reacted differently was Luo Rong, because Luo Rong didn't react. So Okade, with a fierce look on his face, stood three meters away from Luo Rong and asked, "Did you take her away?"

Luo Rong replied without changing his expression, "I don't know where Zhuoma went."

Seeing that Luo Rong's expression didn't change, Okade became even more suspicious of him. Suddenly, Okade's right arm turned gray, and his fingers transformed into the sharp claws of some kind of animal. His entire palm enlarged, and its skin turned into the shell of some kind of animal. He stretched out his right hand, his right arm lengthened, and his right claw gripped Luo Rong's neck.

He grabbed Luo Rong's neck from three meters away and demanded menacingly, "Tell me! Where did you hide Zhuoma?!"

Luo Rong, unfazed, replied, "Your supernatural powers are a gift from Ram. Instead of thanking her, why are you harming her?"

Those present grabbed Okad's arm and tried to dissuade him.

Okad slowly released his grip on Luo Rong's neck and said to everyone, "There must be many inside agents helping us. Find them!"... It was the next morning.

Haven, along with some plainclothes police officers and a professional detective, were buying vegetables on the street for Zhuoma's recovery.

A policeman asked, "Can Zhuoma really grow her severed legs back?"

Haiwen replied, "I don't know either. It's already a stroke of luck that Zhuoma managed to keep both arms."

The policeman asked, "I don't understand why there are such lunatics in this world.

Why do they feel pleasure only from dismembering a perfectly healthy woman?

Eating human flesh is one thing, but they also find pleasure in the process.

I don't understand whether they come here to eat people or to dismember them. Is

human flesh necessarily that delicious to them?"

The professional detective said, "Based on my years of experience solving cases, those lunatics might also have fetishistic tendencies, but not in the narrow sense, but in a broader sense, because they also have a fetish for women's body parts..." "They have a fetish. Actually, there are even more terrifying dismemberment maniacs than these cannibals. They don't even eat human flesh; they cut off a woman's limbs, and they have no interest in the severed limbs, only in appreciating the remaining torso. These madmen dismember women not to cut off limbs, but to cut off the torso."

The policeman said, displeased, "How can you even say something so disgusting!"

The professional detective continued, "Compared to them, the former is pitiful, while the latter is despicable.

Although both have the urge to dismember women, and their actions seem similar, their goals are different.

The former, like those dozen or so lunatics who are cannibals, had divorced parents from a young age, didn't grow up in normal families, lacked a real childhood, and suffered from poverty or loneliness."

Because of social exclusion, they easily live in their own delusional world, and it's difficult for them to share what they've gained. Lacking even basic legal knowledge, they may confuse fantasy with reality and commit crimes; of course, having sufficient power can also lead to crime.

The latter is the dismemberment maniac I just mentioned. They often evolve from medical professionals, anatomists, forensic scientists, or pedigree makers. Their fetish should be called "Venus obsession."

The policeman said, "You mean there are two types of maniacs with dismemberment behavior?

One type dismembers because of fetishism, usually due to loneliness and isolation, failing to eliminate their innate demonic nature.

The other is the 'Venus obsession,' dismembering because of their obsession with 'Venus.'

They are usually high-ranking elites in society who have become mentally ill due to a lack of attention to mental health."

The professional detective said, "That's basically it.

But these aren't enough to drive their behavior.

In fact, most people have a seed of evil deep within their souls from childhood, a demonic nature. Usually, as they grow up and receive formal education, this seed is gradually eliminated." The demonic nature resides within oneself.

The growth and sprouting of the seed of evil requires negative factors such as loneliness, isolation, deviation, selfishness, inferiority, and possessiveness as nourishment. Anyone rejected or bullied by the group from a young age will develop a withdrawn personality, making them difficult to integrate into society. If one is born with demonic nature, then the seed of evil will grow, as this is the perfect time for growth and sprouting.

However, everyone's demonic nature is not necessarily the same.

And innate demonic nature may originate from the human genitals.”

According to the two men, it seems they are suggesting that the organ that allows humans to reproduce is actually the source of human demonic consciousness.

Haven was naturally uninterested in the connection between reproductive organs and demons, but was shocked by their discussion of the formation of human evil.

Haven interrupted them, saying, “Gentlemen, please don't talk about such terrifying things anymore.”

Haven and his companion arrived at a vegetable stall, where they found several kinds of vegetables, including lettuce, radish, parsley, and others—exactly what they wanted to buy. The policeman took out a large sum of money to buy these vegetables, and the professional detective felt they hadn't bought enough, so he took out some money as well.

They bought a whole truckload of vegetables, and Haiwen and his group carried it back to where they had settled Zhuoma.

The vegetable vendors at the stall began to murmur curiously, "It's rare to see anyone buy so many vegetables at once. What are they going to do with so many?"

"Who knows."...

Haiwen and his group arrived at a large warehouse, where Zhuoma was placed. Because Zhuoma was too tall, she had to be placed in this warehouse.

Yilan and Nima Zhaxi were taking care of Zhuoma; after medical treatment, her bleeding had stopped.

Yilan asked Zhuoma, "Where are your parents?"

Zhuoma replied, "My father is Li Minghua, who raised me from a young age.

But I'm not sure who my mother is. My father said it was Yixi Lamu.

But later I heard Okade say my mother was a shooting star."

Haiwen and his group brought over the vegetables, and Zhuoma picked them up and started eating them without asking if they were cooked, seemingly because she was hungry.

The detective accompanying Haven then asked Zhuoma, "Where is your father? Where is he now?"

Zhuoma, while eating, replied, "He has gone to heaven."

The detective responded, "Oh! I'm sorry."

Hearing the detective's question, Zhuoma's nose naturally stung with tears, but she forced a smile and said, "It's alright."

The detective asked, "Then, how did he leave this world?"

Zhuoma replied, "When I was 10 years old, a fire suddenly broke out in our house, and my father, my only remaining family member, was burned to death."

The detective asked, "Then! How did you escape?"

Zhuoma replied, "Basang and some people carried me out, but when my father was..." "She was burned to death when she was pulled out."

The detective asked, "How did the fire start?"

Zhuoma replied, "I don't know. After lunch with my father, I felt like I was going to sleep. When I opened my eyes again, my house was engulfed in flames."

The detective asked, "Did you and your father usually take naps?"

Zhuoma replied, "My father and I never take naps, but that was the only time we did."

The detective pinched his chin, lost in thought, and examined Zhuoma's height. Although Zhuoma had lost both legs, judging from her torso, if she had intact legs, she would be about the height of a giraffe. So how tall was she when she was 10 years old?

Zhuoma continued eating her vegetables, but then something strange happened: her severed breasts grew back from the cuts on her chest.

Everyone present was astonished. It turned out the legend was true; Zhuoma really could grow back her severed parts.

The detective, trying to remain calm, asked, "Zhuoma, how tall were you when you were 10 years old?"

Zhuoma replied, "I was a little taller than you back then."

The detective approached Zhuoma, who placed her hand at head height and said, "That's how tall I was then."

The detective asked, "So, besides your height, did you look the same back then as you do now?"

Zhuoma shook her head and said, "My face looked like other little girls back then."

The detective thought to himself that Zhuoma was tall and her figure and face resembled those of other little girls. Since little girls are generally not slender, Zhuoma must have been quite heavy. Logically, Li Minghua should have been brought out of the burning house first, and then Zhuoma. But Zhuoma came out alive, so why did Li Minghua, who was of normal height, come out dead?

So: "Were you rescued by Basang first, or was your father rescued first?"

Zhuoma: "I was rescued first.

Then I begged Basang to rescue my father.

Basang was initially afraid of the fire and dared not rescue him, but he couldn't resist my pleading and took people to rescue my father.

But when they came out, my father was already dead."

Detective: "Do you still have the burn scars from the fire?"

Zhuoma: "They've long since disappeared."

Detective: "Before that fire, did your family know Basang?"

Zhuoma: "Yes.

Basang was a guest at our house.

I heard from the villagers that after my father came to the village, Basang often visited our house.

He often gave me brown sugar to eat.

He also said that I was a lucky charm, and that meeting me would bring him good fortune."

The detective's eyes widened suddenly when he heard the word "good fortune." He stared wide-eyed at this word, and then he began to think: Why did Basang often visit Zhuoma's house?

What was his purpose? ...

By the afternoon, Zhuoma had regained all her limbs.

The sheriff was summoned, accompanied by a group of marines in green armor.

The sheriff was stunned when he saw Zhuoma, who was as tall as a giraffe, but he didn't back down. He was captivated by Zhuoma's beautiful, graceful figure, the kind of beauty sculpted by an artist's chisel.

The detective, seeing the sheriff with the marines, wondered: the sheriff is here to question Zhuoma about her case, but why are the marines with him?

The sheriff routinely questioned Zhuoma, then said, "We need to draw your blood, please cooperate."

He sent someone with a syringe to draw her blood, but an unbelievable thing happened: the sheriff ordered some soldiers to drink Zhuoma's blood. This naturally displeased Haven and the others, so Haven asked, "How is drinking Zhuoma's blood any different from drinking Ocard's blood?"

The sheriff replied, "You'll find out why we need to drink her blood soon enough."... But before long, a group of air combatants in white armor appeared, accompanied by several Skyhawk helicopters that could transform into armored humanoid forms. Upon landing, they transformed into 5.5-meter-tall armored humans with propellers on their heads, each containing a helicopter pilot. These armored humans had knees that were different from humans; their knees were located at the back. Accompanying

the air combatants were Ocard, a dozen or so wealthy beasts, Basang, and Luo Rong.

Clearly, Ocard was the leader of these air combatants.

Zhuoma, wearing a white short dress, and Haven and the others emerged from the warehouse.

Basang saw Zhuoma and said, "Zhuoma, please come back with us. I promise I won't let you get hurt."

At this moment, the boy, Nima Zhaxi, hugged Zhuoma's leg, buried his head in her thigh above her knee, and kissed her thigh. He cried out to Zhuoma, "Sister, don't believe them. They're crazy."

At this moment, the detective spoke to Basang, "If I'm not mistaken, then you are Zhuoma's father's killer!"

Basang's teeth chattered violently upon hearing the detective's words, but he couldn't utter a sound, and his eyes widened.

Zhuoma's eyes also widened upon hearing this.

The detective continued, "Sometime during this period, Li Minghua brought his biological daughter, Zhuoma, to a village by Lake Manasarovar. Following Tibetan custom, he named her Dawa Zhuoma.

However, due to Zhuoma's abnormal development, the villagers noticed. Li Minghua then fabricated a lie, claiming that Zhuoma's mother had entrusted her to his care, and that her mother was Yeshe Lhamo. The villagers then believed Li Minghua was Zhuoma's adoptive father.

Basang, having heard the villagers' story of Zhuoma's mysterious origins, came to visit her family.

Dawa means 'moon' in Tibetan, and because of her mysterious identity and the beautiful name, Basang set his sights on Dawa Zhuoma.

So, later, Basang visited Zhuoma's family many times to win her favor. When Zhuoma was 10 years old, her height was already quite striking, suitable for attracting attention. Basang felt the time was ripe and stole..." They secretly drugged Zhuoma's house, putting her and her family to sleep.

Then Basang set the house on fire and sent someone to carry the unconscious Zhuoma out alone. However, Zhuoma woke up as soon as she was carried out. To avoid arousing Zhuoma's suspicion, Basang waited until he was sure Li Minghua had been suffocated by the smoke before carrying him out.

Afterward, Basang brought Zhuoma into his performing arts troupe and gave her the stage name Badenglamu, making her his mascot to attract audiences. "

Okad clapped his hands and said, "Brilliant!

Brilliant!

Everything you deduced is basically correct.

Because I already knew Basang's background from his handyman, and Basang likes to eat Tibetan antelope meat, and I am a poacher, so as a condition and as a threat, Basang had no choice but to accept a sum of ill-gotten money and agree to let us cut off Zhuoma's beautiful flesh to eat."

The detective took a few steps forward and said to Okad, "Regarding your eating Zhuoma..." "This strange practice of taking Ma's flesh...

I think you probably experienced your parents' divorce at a young age, lacked a happy childhood, and suffered poverty or loneliness.

You were also ostracized by some groups, finding it difficult to fit in. Therefore, because your brain is constantly idle, you keep reliving painful memories and can't shift your focus. And because you're lonely, naturally no woman is there to comfort you. So when you think of women, you naturally immerse yourself in all sorts of strange fantasies about them, using the pleasure of these fantasies to numb the pain in your life. In addition, perhaps your brain developed somewhat abnormally in early childhood, or perhaps you suffered a brain injury. So now your fantasies about women have finally become pathological, and when you gained military power, you put these fantasies into practice."

Ocard's expression didn't change; he just chuckled softly and said, "Heh, you'd be perfect as a detective novelist. Your speech was fantastic.

But..." "You're completely wrong!

Because I didn't grow up in a broken home, I haven't had a lonely life. I have a wife and son who love me very much.

In their eyes, I'm a kind father and husband.

And you have too superficial an understanding of the evil in human nature.

As for why I ate Zhuoma's flesh..."

At this moment, Ocard suddenly transformed into a humanoid crustacean, growing to 2.5 meters tall. His hands turned into claws covered in biological shells. He rushed towards the detective, grabbed him by the neck, and then jumped back to his side. He said to the detective, whose neck was being squeezed, "You don't need to deduce my motives, and you don't need to know why. Because I will tell everyone here in a moment why I ate Zhuoma's flesh, and everyone will understand."

With that, Ocard snapped the detective's neck, tore off his head, threw the head behind him, and tossed the body towards Haven's side.

Then, the dozen or so wealthy beasts behind him all transformed into various humanoid crustacean monsters, which brutally devoured the detective's head.

Ocard said, "Listen, everyone, the reason we're eating Droma's beautiful, white flesh is because eating her flesh will allow us to become like this and possess supernatural powers. And we're happy to have supernatural powers that mortals don't possess."

The sheriff, upon hearing this, said, "You mutants, while possessing supernatural powers is good in many ways, you've lost your hearts."

Chapter

6: The Divine Sheep's Persuasion

The sheriff, after hearing Ocard's words, said, "You mutants, while possessing supernatural powers is good in many ways, you've lost your hearts."

Ilan and Haven widened their eyes and repeated the word: "Mutants!!?"

The sheriff explained to Elan and Haven, "Mutants are ordinary people who have eaten the flesh or drunk the blood of the 'Children of Heaven,' and these 'Children of Heaven' can be male or female. If an ordinary person eats the flesh of a male 'Children of Heaven,' they only slightly increase their strength and their skin becomes slightly like bulletproof vest that can withstand a few bullets. However, those who eat the flesh of a female 'Children of Heaven' gain more miraculous powers and abilities. Mutants who eat the flesh of a female 'Children of Heaven' generally need to transform to use these powers. Those who eat the flesh of a 'Children of Heaven' will experience psychological aftereffects, namely a strong desire to eat the flesh of female 'Children of Heaven.' If they cannot see a female 'Children of Heaven,' and this desire, if left unchecked, will worsen and lead them to harm ordinary women. If they only drink the blood, then..." Their supernatural powers are weaker, but they possess a stronger, more intense bestial desire to devour the flesh of the female celestial child. This is because their brain structure changed when they became mutants; this is the price they pay for gaining supernatural powers. However, it's alright, this is merely a psychological change. As mutants, controlling this inhuman desire isn't difficult. Besides consciously restraining their behavior, they should eat more vegetables, and over time, this inhuman desire will disappear.”

As the sheriff explained, Ocard, in his crustacean form, waved his hand, and his white-armored soldiers began firing at Haven's position. The sheriff's marines, without needing orders, quickly returned fire. The exchange of fire made it impossible to tell they were all warriors of the same IAS (Independence and Sovereignty Alliance). But strangely, no bullets were fired towards Droma's location. A 5.5-meter-tall armored man with a propeller charged towards the 5-meter-tall Zhuoma. It wielded a titanium alloy sword in its right hand and extended its claws with its left to grab Zhuoma. Zhuoma couldn't dodge in time and was grabbed by the shoulder. Just as the armored man was about to press the sword against Zhuoma's neck, a loud "bang!" rang out, and the armored man's pilot was shot and killed by a sniper. Zhuoma picked up the titanium alloy sword that the armored man had dropped. The reason why Ocard's soldiers hadn't fired at Zhuoma's location was actually on Ocard's orders.

Two armored men charged towards Zhuoma. The one in front opened his arms, trying to grab her. Zhuoma kicked off the armored man with her bare white feet, causing him to stumble back a few steps. Zhuoma then ran forward a few steps and plunged her knife into the armored man's cockpit, piercing through him. Blood gushed from inside, and the armored man collapsed. The remaining armored man didn't want to strike Zhuoma (because it was Ocard's order). Seeing it slowly approaching, Zhuoma raised her knife to strike. The armored man blocked Zhuoma's attack with his right hand and grabbed at her chest with his left, tearing at her clothes. Zhuoma instinctively dodged, but her clothes were ripped off. The armored man with the knife suddenly froze, unable to move because the pilot was bleeding profusely from her nose. At that moment, an anti-tank rocket flew between Zhuoma's legs, striking the armored man squarely. The armored man was torn to pieces, and it stood for a long time before collapsing. As Zhuoma watched the anti-rocket grenade fly past between her legs, she looked down and blushed instantly. A well-trained soldier was crawling on the ground between her legs, and then she saw him stand up. Zhuoma gently nudged the soldier with her foot, but he seemed bewitched. His face and ears turned bright red, and he breathed heavily through his nostrils. He began to stroke Zhuoma's smooth calves, then tilted his head back as far as his neck could go. Zhuoma blushed even more at the sight of the soldier staring at her crotch, so she gently kicked him away.

Zhuoma turned her head and saw a giant armored figure with a propeller on its head, its right arm erupting in flames. The flames were burning towards the soldiers in Haven's camp. Zhuoma stared wide-eyed in disbelief, remembering the mysterious fire that had struck her home when she was ten years old. That fire had killed her only remaining family member, and the arsonist was none other than her savior. In her daze, Zhuoma watched as many soldiers in green bulletproof armor were burned to ashes, only their armor remaining intact as proof that they had once been living warriors. When she noticed that Nima Zaxi and Yilan were on the same side as the soldiers, Zhuoma let out a bloodcurdling scream, "Ah!!!" and, disregarding her nakedness, frantically swung her sword at the flaming armored figure… "Clang!!!" With a single strike, the armored figure was severed from its neck to its armpit. Its flame backpack was also ripped open, and the armored figure collapsed to the ground.

"Borne!!!!" Terrifying flames erupted from the fallen armored man.

Zhuoma's bare white feet touched the burning ground; she was clearly engulfed in flames, but the fire hadn't burned her skin or broken her hair. She slowly knelt, tears of grief streaming from her eyes. Her biological father was dead, and her savior, Basang, was both his killer and her enemy. Facing someone who was both her benefactor and her enemy, she was in immense pain.

Both sides were stunned by Zhuoma's actions, momentarily forgetting to fire.

A terrifying silence fell over the scene.

Nima Zhaxi cried out to Zhuoma in anguish, "Sister!!" He tried to rush into the flames, but Haven held him back. Nima Zhaxi continued to shout, "Sister, come out!! I can't live without you! You still have us!!"

Zhuoma didn't respond.

At that moment, Okader gestured to the dozen or so mutants behind him, breaking the silence. Ocard also instructed the mutants not to harm Zoma. The mutants charged into the group of soldiers on Haven's side. The soldiers in green armor opened fire on the mutants, but the bullets had no effect on their armor. The mutants were almost impervious to bullets and blades, and they were also much faster than normal humans. Many soldiers were either torn to pieces or had their heads bitten off. One mutant, surrounded by soldiers, swung his enormous crab claw and cut a soldier in two, along with his bulletproof vest. Then, with another swing of his claw, several soldiers were either killed or wounded, collapsing in a pile.

Elsewhere, a mutant spat out blue liquid, took out a pistol-shaped lighter from his left claw, and sprayed it with fire. The fire touched the blue liquid, instantly turning it into a high-temperature flame, burning many people to death in an instant. At that moment, a rocket flew towards this mutant, hitting the fire-breathing mutant and shattering him into pieces.

The mutant with crab claws tried to rush towards the green-armored soldiers' tank, but before he could get close, a shell pierced his carapace, his upper body exploding into pieces, and his lower body twitching a few times before dying.

At that moment, another mutant with a scythe jumped onto the tank's hood, tore through its steel armor, and dragged out and ripped the driver from the tank. However, although this mutant was fast, his armor was thinner than his companions', so he bled profusely, the blood flowing from the gaps in his carapace. Just as he was about to kill the next man, several sniper bullets struck his head. His claws paused in mid-air, and then he collapsed to the ground, convulsing. Because he was in such danger, the soldiers were unwilling to stop firing, so he was hit by several more bullets in the head before the convulsions finally stopped.

A mutant, having killed many soldiers, charged at Haven. Haven, pistol raised, fired several shots at the mutant, but to the mutant's surprise, the first bullet pierced his head. This bullet was made of a special material, and the other bullets were superfluous, passing directly through the hole in his head without hitting anything. The mutant fell to the ground, convulsing for a long time before finally dying.

At this moment, Ocard's soldiers opened fire again, and some white-armored soldiers rushed forward, pointing their guns at Haven. Haven reacted nimbly, quickly using his pistol to pierce the armor of several white-armored soldiers, who died from the bullets. It was clear that Haven's bullets were armor-piercing. Some soldiers' bullets also hit Haven, but his armor, damaged by the impact, was not penetrated. Warriors on both sides continued to fall in the exchange of fire.

Several armored men tried to rush over and capture Zhuoma from the sea of fire, but several tanks seized the opportunity and fired shells at the armored men. The armored men fell down with a bang and burst into flames.

At this moment, Ocard charged into the enemy formation. Two beams of light shot from his claws, instantly killing several soldiers engulfed in green flames. Tanks attempted to aim at Ocard, but he swiftly rushed to one tank, lifted it, and hurled it at the other, causing two explosions. Then, Ocard fired a beam from his right claw, piercing through a tank that tried to fire at him; the tank exploded.

He dodged several tanks that fired at him, while the others were destroyed by his beams. Ocard then walked towards Zhuoma. The

flames where Zhuoma had stood had dissipated; her pure white body emitted a blinding light, and two enormous wings burst forth from her back, bursting through the blood vessels beneath her skin. She stood up, observing the fierce battle. Suddenly, the sheriff stood in front of Zhuoma, his back to her.

Ocard stopped. The sheriff, gun in hand, said to Ocard, "Don't take another step. Please let this innocent girl go, for your family's sake and for your own. Please stop harassing her. She is an innocent victim, and according to the law, we must protect her legal rights! You have harmed her life, which is illegal. If we condone your persecution of her, the dignity of the law we uphold will be damaged. If you release her and stop harassing her, we will not pursue your past actions."

Ocard laughed and said, "The law? Ha! The law you defend has its flaws..." "My hand won't cross your borders. Once I take someone I want across the border, your laws won't be able to bring her back. You can't stop me."

With that, the sheriff fired several shots at Ocard's head, but Ocard only suffered a few dents. Ocard touched his hair and found a few streaks of blood. He quickly reached out and grabbed the sheriff's neck, squeezing hard. The sheriff's neck shattered. He threw the sheriff aside; the sheriff died without moving. Even in death, he clenched his teeth tightly, his mouth closed, clearly unwilling to let his comrades see his undignified, open-mouthed expression in death.

"Zhuoma, my beautiful collection, I've come! Get out of here!" Ocard said to Zhuoma in a lewd tone.

At this moment, Haven, Ilan, Zaxi, and several soldiers stood between him and Zhuoma, their backs to her.

"Don't treat people like objects! Get out!" Haven shouted. Haven and Ilan glared angrily at Ocard.

Several submachine guns and machine guns opened fire on Ocard. Although Ocard was riddled with bullets, his armor didn't rupture, though he felt some pain. Several bullets from Haven's pistol caused Ocard excruciating pain; he was hit in the face, but only suffered superficial cuts and bled slightly.

Ocard staggered back a few steps. An anti-tank rocket struck him, but instead of killing him, it created severe cracks in his armor, from which a large amount of blood gushed. Just as he was about to fire a beam at Haven,

a herd of strange Tibetan antelopes suddenly appeared and attacked Ocard's troops. Their eyes glowed blue; they were 2 meters tall and 3.2 meters long, with the lead antelope being 3 meters tall and 4.8 meters long—this was the peculiar feature of this herd.

These monstrous sheep, their hides able to withstand some human bullets, charged at the crowd with astonishing speed, their horns, sharp with hatred, piercing countless Okkad soldiers. Even the soldiers' armor couldn't withstand the vengeful aura emanating from those horns.

Those pierced in the heart were flung into the air by the monstrous sheep and fell to the ground dead. Some monstrous sheep were killed by stray bullets, but in their final moments, some still clung tightly to the necks of human soldiers, suffocating them to death. Some mutants,

though they managed to break the necks of the monstrous antelopes, were still pierced through their flesh and hearts by other antelopes.

Some armored men who hadn't yet transformed into helicopters were thrown to the ground by the monstrous sheep or the Sheep King, their bodies riddled with stabs before exploding.

Several armored men transformed into helicopters and fired bullets or rockets at the monstrous sheep on the ground, but the 3-meter-tall Sheep King's two horns emitted electromagnetic beams that shot down those helicopters.

Some Tibetan antelopes charged at Okkad but were pierced by his beams of light, though Okkad's energy gradually weakened. Some antelopes pierced his body, but his flesh armor remained intact, though much blood flowed.

The antelope king charged, but in the instant it charged, Okkad tore through its ribs with his claws, and the antelope king collapsed, convulsing on the ground. At

that moment, a voice appeared in Zhuoma's mind: "Goddess descended from heaven! Thank you for your protection, so please stay away from humans. They have not only slaughtered our people but also harmed all living things on earth. Many tribes have been wiped out by them. Human desires are endless. They have almost destroyed everything in heaven and earth; you will have no safety if you associate with them. Stay away from them!"

This voice was transmitted to Zhuoma by the antelope king through telepathy.

Ocard approached Zhuoma, smiling, and said, "Come back with me! You're mine now."

Zhuoma shook her head and replied, "No! I won't agree."

With that, Zhuoma used her leg to push Haven away, but Haven shouted, "No! No!! You can't go with them!"

He then rushed forward and fired several shots at Ocard. Ocard, bearing old and new bloody scars, slowly approached Haven and grabbed him by the neck, saying, "Kid! Mind your own business!" He squeezed Haven's neck forcefully, but at that moment, a golden light shone from Zhuoma's forehead, illuminating Ocard. Ocard felt his armor soften, and the strength of his claws weaken, but he still squeezed Haven's neck, attempting to kill him. Just then, something stabbed him in the back. He turned to see Luo Rong piercing his back with a titanium alloy knife. Luo Rong's arm had transformed into a mutant's arm.

Okade opened his eyes wide and called out in a questioning voice, "You..."

Zhuoma also opened her eyes and cried out, "Luorong!"

Luorong said, "For Zhuoma, I had to betray my principles."

Okade put down Haven and then swung his claws fiercely, sending Luorong flying into the air and landing 12 meters away. Then Okade fell and died. Looking at Okade's terrifying face, some soldiers in green armor, fearing he would resurrect (this fear was unfounded, a hallucination born of irrationality), continued firing at him until his body was riddled with holes.

The remaining soldiers in white armor, seeing their leader Okade dead, all fled in panic.

Zhuoma approached Basang, with Nima Zhaxi following behind. Zhuoma said to Basang, "Uncle, I always considered you a benefactor, like family, but I never imagined you were my father's killer. It was all your arrangement."

Tears welled in Zhuoma's eyes as she gazed at Basang with tearful eyes.

Basang cried out in fear, "Zhuoma, spare me! I wronged you before! I'll give you anything you want, just spare my life."

Luorong, blood trickling from his mouth, coughed as he approached Zhuoma. He clearly didn't have long to live. He looked up at Zhuoma and said, "Please... spare my father! Cough cough cough... let me bear the consequences of his sins."

Zhuoma looked at Luorong and replied, "Luorong, you..."

Luorong answered, "You guessed right! To protect you, my body has already entered the demonic path, but I don't intend to live anymore. As long as this body remains in the underworld, I will suffer the torments of purgatory without being able to be reborn. Cough cough cough... Zhuoma, I love you... Zhuoma, please take care of Nima Zhaxi."

With that, Luorong raised a knife and committed suicide.

Haiwen called out to Zhuoma, "Zhuoma, you just..."

Zhuoma nodded at Haiwen, then said to Basang, "Uncle, go! Our fate ends here."

Basang cried, holding his son Luorong's body, and cried out, "Son!! My team is meant for you to inherit! Wake up!! Don't sleep, let your father see your eyes! Waaah..." Basang carried his son's body and left into the distance.

Zhuoma gazed at the convulsing antelope king, and Haiwen, following her gaze, asked, "That antelope, and some of the other antelopes are...?"

Zhuoma approached the antelope king as she answered, "Three years ago, I encountered a young Tibetan antelope in Hoh Xil. Its mother had been killed by poachers. I sensed it was very hungry, and out of compassion, I fed it my own milk. I also fed milk to several other lambs. This leader antelope is that motherless lamb. But I don't know where the strangeness in this flock comes from."

Zhuoma stroked the wound on the antelope king's chest, and a golden light emanated from her hand. The antelope king's wound healed, and it stood up, turned, and left.

Droma, holding Nyima Tashi in her arms, addressed the assembled crowd, saying, "Thank you for your concern, but the human world is not suitable for me. I yearn for the green grass and trees of the earth, the waves of the sea,

and the cold winds of the snowfields. My 'mother' is Mount Everest, and I want to return to 'her' side. I want to live there." She then spread her wings and flew into the distance, towards Mount Everest, leaving 17-year-old Nyima Tashi in her embrace.

Yilan watched Droma's figure in the distance, but in Haven's eyes, Droma's voice gradually faded, while in Yilan's eyes, Droma's figure remained unchanged. This seemed to be Yilan's hallucination, but in reality, it was a supernatural power she possessed, unknown to herself.

Haiwen and Yilan traveled by train to Zhang Taifang's place. That night, Yilan, still concerned about Zhuoma, experienced hallucinations. She saw Nima Zhaxi making love with Zhuoma in a cave. Nima Zhaxi inserted his powerful penis into Zhuoma's naked body. Yilan also experienced auditory hallucinations, hearing Zhuoma blush and cry out. Zhuoma cried out to Zhaxi, "Harder!"

Zhaxi exhaled and said, "Sister, I love you. Your milk is sweeter than brown sugar."

Zhuoma asked, "Zhaxi, are you still cold?"

Zhaxi replied, "No, not at all. Since drinking your milk, I'm not afraid of cold winds or snow. My body is now as strong as a yak."

As he spoke, Zhaxi used his penis to ejaculate his life essence into Zhuoma's womb. Zhuoma held Zaxi in her arms and casually grabbed leaves and roots, eating them. Zaxi, in turn, chewed leaves like biscuits.

From her hallucinations, Yilan heard that Zhuoma's breast milk had given Nima Zaxi a body resistant to cold, and that Nima Zaxi had long harbored a secret crush on Zhuoma.

Yilan blushed. She found it strange; she hadn't thought anything of anything sinister when she saw Zhuoma and Nima Zaxi leave, so why did these wicked images and sounds appear before her eyes and in her ears whenever she worried about Zhuoma's future? Her hallucinations continued, showing Nima Zaxi and Zhuoma eating leaves and roots. If it weren't for their human appearance, one might mistake them for herbivores, though they were now vegetarians.

Just then, Haven's voice interrupted Ilan's hallucination: "Ilan, look at yourself! Your complexion looks off!"

Ilan replied, "No...nothing."

Haven said, "Oh!"

Ilan thought, "Thank goodness Haven didn't notice the strange phenomenon earlier. Why did my eyes suddenly produce that kind of hallucination? My mind is clear. I shouldn't be having that kind of hallucination."

The next day, the sun rose from the eastern horizon, and the train had already arrived at the station.

Chapter 7 Ilan's Background

The next day, the sun rose from the eastern horizon, and the train had already arrived at the station.

Ilan and Haven left the train and found Zhang Taifang's home address provided by Wang Tie. Zhang Taifang lived in a villa. When the gatekeeper saw the two of them arrive, he asked them what was going on. Haiwen took out a photo of Zhang Taifang, and the gatekeeper said after looking at it, "Oh, so you are the professor's guests!"

Haiwen said, "We would like to see Zhang Taifang. Could you please tell him?"

The gatekeeper opened the large iron gate and gestured, "Please!"

Haiwen and the others entered Zhang Taifang's house.

Upon seeing Haiwen and his companions was a middle-aged man with white hair. The man asked the gatekeeper, "Who are they?"

The gatekeeper replied, "They have your photo; they should be guests you know."

The man then looked at Haiwen and Yilan. In his eyes, he saw a vigorous young man and a beautiful young woman with flowing hair, wearing a short dress and white sandals. He asked, "May I ask what brings you two here?"

Haiwen countered, "You must be Zhang Taifang."

The man replied, "I am Zhang Taifang. And you are…?"

Haiwen answered, "I am Luo Haiwen." He pointed to the young woman beside him and said, "This is Wang Yilan."

Upon hearing Wang Yilan's name, Zhang Taifang's eyes widened immediately, and he asked Yilan, "You are Wang Yilan?"

Yilan suddenly asked excitedly, "Uncle, do you know my background? Who is my mother?"

Zhang Taifang then asked, "So your father is Wang Tie?"

Yilan's eyes welled up with tears, and she nodded.

Haiwen recounted the events to Zhang Taifang.

Zhang Taifang remained silent for a long time, a faint sadness on his face. After a moment

of silence, Zhang Taifang said to Yilan, "Regarding your background, let's talk about it at my academy tomorrow!"

Haiwen had a question in his mind, so he asked, "We encountered a strange, tall woman on the road, said to be a child sent from heaven, but even stranger, a herd of mutated Tibetan antelopes came to protect her. Do you know anything about this?"

Zhang Taifang nodded and said, "I will answer these questions for you all tomorrow. You can stay here tonight."

That evening, Yilan, feeling bored, looked up at the moonlight, lost in thought. Haiwen approached, and Yilan, noticing him, said, "Look how beautiful the moonlight is tonight!"

Haiwen, seeing Yilan's expression, sensed something was troubling him and asked, "What's wrong? Is something on your mind?"

Yilan forced a smile and replied, "Nothing. I was just thinking about the misfortune that befell Zhuoma's family."

Haiwen replied, "Don't be sad. Since Zhuoma's family is already buried, let them rest in peace! I believe Zhuoma's family, like our father, always hoped for their children's happiness and safety."

Yilan asked, "Why is it that even though the two families had no enmity, just because Zhuoma was unusually tall, her father was betrayed by Basang and forced to spend ten years recognizing his enemy as his benefactor?"

Haven replied, "This is the incomprehensible aspect of humanity. As a species, humans possess countless strange desires, many of which are endless. For these desires, many families are torn apart, wives and children separated. It is these same desires that cause the earth to collapse and the sky to crack, turning this green home into a chaotic mess. From the behavior of those mutated Tibetan antelopes, I sensed the hatred that nature's spirits hold for humanity."

Ilan asked, "Brother Haven, why isn't it enough that we humans have caused the earth to shake and tremble? Why do we humans also kill each other? Can't the divide between humans be eliminated?"

Haven replied, "As long as the distinction between individuals and groups exists among humans, then the divide and conflict will not fundamentally end. And eliminating each other to end the divide and differences is not true peace, although many people do not doubt this." Hylorat genuinely pursued peace, but his path was fundamentally flawed. People preferred to maintain conflict rather than end annihilation. Absolute peace does not exist; coexistence is. Absolute peace exists only in chaotic nothingness.

On the other side, a gatekeeper spoke up, "That child is quite pitiful. Couldn't you have kept her background a secret, Professor?"

The middle-aged voice replied, "For a child who doesn't know her parents, when she yearns to understand her origins, isn't it too cruel to continue hiding it from her? Any orphan who doesn't know their parents has a strong desire to understand their origins; it's human nature!"

The next morning, Haven, Ilan, and Zhang Taifang ate wontons at home. Afterward, Haven and Zhang Taifang went out, and the gatekeeper drove up in a wheel-less hovercar. Haven and the others boarded the hovercar with Zhang Taifang.

The hovercar sped towards a research institute, stopping at its entrance. Everyone got out and entered the institute.

The group entered the hall, and Zhang Taifang picked up the remote control and turned on the holographic 3D video: In the video, a gigantic girl with pure white wings appeared on the shore of the Spratly Islands. She had a slender waist and flowing black hair, but she was asleep and hadn't woken up. Then several helicopters flew over, dropping thick ropes. Soldiers on the ground tied the ropes to the girl's two bare, jade-like feet, then to her two white, jade-like hands, and finally to her slender waist. Then the helicopters took off. The girl was lifted off the ground and carried into the distance. Next, several soldiers carried a white egg into the last helicopter. Haven had noticed the gigantic girl earlier, and now he noticed the egg. The terrifyingly large girl had already made Haven's heart race. Before he could recover from his astonishment, the video ended.

Professor Zhang Taifang saw Haiwen's expression and knew it was perfectly reasonable. He then answered a question that had been bothering Haiwen: "That white egg was laid by that girl."

Haiwen's eyes widened even more: "What?! That girl!!...?"

Yilan's eyes also widened, as she was equally surprised! Zhang Taifang nodded and said, "Yes! That's right!"

Then Zhang Taifang played another holographic 3D video: a vehicle with a carriage on its back connected by a black rubber hose approached the sleeping, enormous girl with two wings. However, the girl was now naked, her skin as white as jade, like a goddess sculpted by an artist from white jade. Her skin was fair with a rosy tint. Some base personnel were admiring this beautiful, enormous body from about 3 meters away, many of them with expressions full of excitement. At that moment, a man in a white coat, with an expression of delight at having seen a stunning work of art, ran joyfully towards the car that had approached the young woman. A reporter, holding a microphone, asked him, "Sir, what are you doing there?"

The man in the white coat replied, "I'm going to have sex with this celestial being, and this is part of my research project."

The reporter asked, "She's so enormous, how can you have sex with her, and what is the purpose of your research?"

The man in the white coat replied, "Because the size difference between us mortals and this celestial being is too great, we can't have sex with her in a normal way. Therefore, I need this car to connect my nerves to that rubber tube..." He then used his nervous system to control the rubber tube, so that he could have intercourse with the celestial being. The purpose of this intercourse was to see if he could have her give birth to a child with exceptional physical qualities—a child sent from heaven. The reporter asked, "Why a child sent from heaven?"

The man in the white coat replied, "It's to place these children in various sectors of society for education, to cultivate them into outstanding talents who serve society in their respective fields, and to see if they can surpass ordinary people in their development under normal circumstances." As he spoke, the man in the white coat entered the vehicle, then threw his clothes and trousers out. Then the black rubber tube began to move, and two robotic arms moved from the ceiling.

Haiwen then asked, "Excuse me, what's that vehicle for?"

Zhang Taifang replied, "That vehicle is called the Elephant Arm Vehicle. It was designed specifically to assist mortals in their union with that giant meteor girl. It's been improved now; the rubber hoses are white, and two robotic arms are attached to the vehicle body." The

black rubber hose of the elephant-trunk vehicle was inserted into the giant girl's peach blossom cave, stimulating the sensitive nerves in her lower body with its in-and-out motion. A soul-stirring, bone-melting pleasure spread throughout her body and into her brain. The girl involuntarily let out a soul-stirring moan, her face flushed with embarrassment, but her eyes remained closed. Clearly, she was not awake. The two robotic arms on the ceiling began to work. The two robotic arms gently caressed the girl's pair of white and full breasts, then tenderly kneaded them, rhythmically massaging them. At the same time, the rubber hose continued its in-and-out thrusting.

...About half an hour later, the rubber hose stopped thrusting, and a nearly naked man emerged from the vehicle. He was wearing only blue rubber underwear, but unlike others, the underwear had a door near his genitals, secured by a button. The man's face was flushed with embarrassment, and he was breathing heavily, making "huff, huff, huff" sounds.

The reporter asked the man, "How did it feel?"

The man replied, "I just experienced an intoxicating pleasure. It was incredibly wonderful. It's hard to describe in words."

...The video shifted to another scene, where a tall, blond man visited the girl research base. A staff member told him, "If you want to find a giant meteor girl to impregnate and produce offspring, you'll need that elephant-trunk vehicle." Haven recognized the blond man; it was Hylorite. But Hylorite suddenly uttered a shocking statement: "You bunch of landlubbers, I have no need for you."

Hylorite's words enraged some of those present.

Some people in the base asked, "What do you mean? Do you have a better way?"

Hyroyat replied, "I don't need any equipment to make her bear my offspring."

The people in the base asked, "Could you demonstrate for us?"

Hyroyat took off his clothes, revealing his strong and masculine body to those present. He was now only in his underwear. He said, "I am a swimming champion; I can swim at a depth of 7 meters. The ocean is the mother of all life, and all living things, including humans, originated from it. Therefore, this girl's womb is filled with the ocean of life."

He then removed his last pair of underwear and slipped it into the girl's vagina, like an infant returning to its mother's body. He was naked, believing that even the last pair of underwear was a product of industrial civilization, and he didn't want such a thing to taint the girl's body. He stimulated the girl's sensitive areas inside her vagina, causing her face to flush and her to moan. Then, Heroat forcefully spread open the inner walls of her vagina and continued to penetrate deeper until he entered her uterus. Once inside, the girl stopped moaning, and the flush on her face faded. Then, one of her hands suddenly moved; she placed it on her abdomen, and a maternal expression appeared on her face. This was the first time she had acted differently, and the first time she had shown such an expression, but her eyes remained closed in sleep. After a long while, Heroit emerged from the sacred place beneath the girl, where new life had been born. Naked and possessing a robust, masculine beauty, he addressed the crowd: "I came from her womb and experienced once again the feeling of a newborn baby emerging from its mother's womb—the joyful feeling of a new life just beginning. He must be filled with innocent curiosity about the world around him. Soon, my child will experience the same journey, the same feelings, and emerge from this girl's body."

At this point, someone, seemingly unconvinced, asked Heroit: "Do you know how to write the character for 'infant'?"

Heroit replied with a questioning expression: "I don't know." The man wrote on the paper and pen for Hylorat and continued, "Look, the character for 'baby' has two 'shell' radicals on top and a 'woman' radical below. Do you know what that means?"

Hylorat asked, "What does it mean?"

The man replied, "It means that a baby is a woman's most precious treasure. The two 'shell' radicals emphasize that the child is more important than any treasure." Hylorat wasn't angry; he said calmly, "Okay, I give up."

The man got what he wanted, but he wasn't happy because he realized that although his theory was accurate and correct, it didn't give him any real advantage over Hylorat.

...The video ended.

At this moment, Ilan's face flushed with embarrassment; everything she had just seen seemed like an invasion of her retina.

Haven then asked, "How did that Hylorite end up there?"

Zhang Taifang replied, "Twenty years ago, before he established his illegal armed organization that was harming the world, he was in our country talking to some scholars about the 'Way of Peace,' and he always liked to cite the achievements of Qin Shi Huang as his peace theory. Moreover, he heard that a shooting star girl had fallen, so he came to visit the base. He was the first person to implant a seed in a girl's body without using any instruments."

Yilan asked impatiently, "Who are my biological parents? Why are we seeing these things?"

Zhang Taifang replied, "Don't worry, I'll tell you in a moment."

As he spoke, he pressed a button, and another holographic 3D video appeared in the hall: the white giant egg hatched and a green sprout appeared. The scene changed, and the sprout had already sprouted under the care of the staff. Then, a baby grew out of the flower of the sprout, a baby girl. Then the screen turned black and white, and a text explanation appeared: "This baby is the girl's first daughter. She was the only child without a father and died shortly after birth. Her body was sent to the crematorium." "

Below is the scene of the meteor girl giving birth; many newborns are emerging from her." This was another text that appeared after the video went black.

Then the screen lit up, and the camera focused on the entrance to the sacred place where new life was born beneath the girl. A group of white, transparent, egg-shaped capsules gushed out from the girl's vulva. The camera moved closer to the capsules, revealing babies inside, both boys and girls, with boys making up two-thirds of the number. A text explanation appeared: "DNA comparisons show that these babies do not all have the same father. Initially, there is little difference between male and female babies during their development, but later significant differences arise." The people in the scene showed expressions of joy at the appearance of these babies.

The camera shifts to the next scene, still focused on the enormous vulva of a young girl. Her abdomen is slightly swollen, as if something is about to crawl out. When it emerges, everyone is stunned, for it is a gigantic infant. Once her entire body is out, it becomes clear that she is a girl, larger than an average human. An article appears on the screen stating: "After paternity testing, the father of this baby girl is Heroart, and she has been named Leona."

...The video ends.

Zhang Taifang began, "Next, I'll show you the latest video."

He pressed a switch, and another video appeared: a car equipped with a giant chainsaw drove up and sawed off the giant Meteor Girl's lower leg. A "zzzzzz" sound followed as the Meteor Girl's lower leg severed. Then, a group of humanoid, armored steel creatures rushed over, devouring the severed leg with greedy, almost ant-like expressions. The foot, seemingly still numb, curled up, and the monsters mercilessly bit off the flesh from the sole. They then ate the heel, and not sparing the toes and instep. After several minutes, they had eaten all the flesh from the lower leg, leaving only a skeleton.

The scene shifted, and the giant Meteor Girl's body was now whole again; the severed leg that had been seen earlier was now reattached to her body. The camera zooms in, revealing a distinct red birthmark on one of the meteor girl's calves. The camera pulls back, showing two robotic arms on the ceiling, one holding a large knife. These robotic arms begin cutting away at the giant meteor girl's full, beautiful breasts. Once severed, the breasts are tossed onto a specially cleaned floor. A group of people then approach, some using small knives to relish cutting flesh from the giant girl's breasts and eating it, others boiling or stir-frying the cut flesh in makeshift oil or soup pots before scooping it out with large spoons, and still others being humanoid crustaceans that directly bite off pieces of flesh and gnaw them down their throats. Some even squeeze out and consume the milk from the breasts. The beautiful, full, enormous breasts are devoured in about 10 minutes.

The video ends.

The two people who saw this latest video widened their eyes. Haven's fists clenched and trembled, while Ilan's expression turned to terror, and she began to scream loudly.

At this moment, Zhang Taifang spoke to Yilan, "Now I should tell you about your background. You are a child sent from heaven. Your mother is actually the meteor girl who appeared on the screen just now. Twenty years ago, that base carried out the Child Sent from Heaven Project. The project involved sending human sperm into the meteor girl's uterus and allowing the seed of life to germinate within her. Her children were called Children Sent from Heaven. The purpose of the project was to release these children into society and raise them like ordinary people to see if their performance surpassed that of ordinary humans. This project was supposed to take 20 years to see results, but then something unexpected happened: all of her male children..." "Everyone grows to the same height as normal people, but her daughters' height changes significantly with age; they grow taller than average. This is something none of us expected."

Yilan then asked, "Then! Why is my height normal, while theirs is abnormal?"

Zhang Taifang replied, "That's the key point I want to make. The difference between you and those 'children born of heaven' is that you don't have a father, and your normal height is perhaps because you don't have one."

Yilan asked, "Everyone has a father and a mother; how can a child be born with only a mother? Others have fathers, why don't I?"

Zhang Taifang replied, "What you said earlier might be incorrect. To be more precise, your biological father might come from a distant universe. Let me tell you the truth! You are actually the older sister of all the children sent from heaven, because you are the eldest daughter of the Meteor Girl. You are actually the baby who died of illness and was sent to the crematorium. That is, the baby who hatched from the white egg on the screen just now."

Yilan was shocked, and clenched her fists, trembling as she asked, "Since that baby died, why am I that dead baby?"

Zhang Taifang replied, "Because that dead baby did not actually die. My friend Chen Wen also..." It was your adoptive father, Wang Tie, who injected you with drugs when you were still an infant, making you unconscious and appear dead. Then, he and I meticulously planned and bribed the crematorium staff to build you a coffin. Then, on the way to the crematorium with your father, we switched your sleeping body in an empty coffin with your sleeping body. So, the people at the crematorium saw a coffin being sent into the fire, and they thought your "body" had already been cremated.

Then, I secretly took you in the coffin to Chen Wen's girlfriend's house. That girlfriend had just broken up with your father, Chen Wen, and she greeted you... "That was the last time I helped Chen Wen. After settling you in, she called your father to say goodbye. After your father took you out of the base, he went into hiding, changing his name to Wang Tie, but he kept in touch with me. Alas! I never imagined he would pass away."

Wang Yilan's eyes were a little swollen. She continued to ask, "Why did your father insist on taking me out of the base?"

Zhang Taifang said, "Because he knew that negotiating with the people at the base, especially with Commander Liu, would be pointless. Keeping you at the base and letting them continue their research would ruin your life. Because your world shouldn't be limited to the base." "The four walls."

Haven said to Zhang Taifang with a question in his mind, "I just encountered a mutant named Okader, and what's even stranger is that I also encountered a mutant Tibetan antelope."

Zhang Taifang continued, "What I'm about to tell you is related to what you just mentioned. Since the appearance of the 'Child of Heaven,' some strange events have occurred, including the appearance of mutants. Let me tell you the story of the first mutant:" A male 'Child of Heaven' saw his younger brother in a car accident and in the hospital urgently needing a blood transfusion. Out of familial love, to save his brother, he donated blood to him, and his brother miraculously recovered. But then something unexpected happened. During a fight, his brother transformed into a monster with crustacean shells and killed many of his former bullies. But the situation didn't calm down. The police intervened and shot him, but the bullets didn't penetrate his body. Moreover, the younger brother's behavior became increasingly bizarre. He killed many people, and he always liked to bite people's heads off. When his lust took over and he assaulted women, he tore the victims to pieces. The victims included both men and women, whose flesh was typically consumed. However, unlike men, it only ate the upper body, discarding the lower half, while consuming both the upper and lower body of women. Its favorite prey consisted of men's heads (including the brain) and women's feet and breasts. According to it, men's brains were humanity's claws. Conversely, women's heads were not consumed. This was the first mutant in history. Later, to quell the situation, its brother confronted it, but a struggle ensued. The brother fought back to teach it a lesson, but during the fight, he also transformed into a humanoid crustacean. The brother subdued it, and it was eventually sent to a mental hospital. Police investigations revealed that the first mutant and its brother were half-brothers; the younger brother was an ordinary person. Their parents were divorced; the older brother was raised by their father, and the younger brother by their mother. The younger brother, timid and easily bullied at school, was considered mentally challenged and despised by teachers. He was seen as unsociable and therefore had no girlfriends. To make matters worse, all the teachers in his primary school were women, creating an environment lacking masculine education for boys and a concept of compassion for the weak (although teachers verbally expressed sympathy). Therefore, he always felt insecure around those around him and suffered from severe paranoia. He already exhibited mild antisocial personality disorder. However, after receiving his brother's blood and becoming a mutant, his antisocial personality exploded. Tests revealed that his brain structure had indeed mutated, but the cause of his demonic behavior was not the abnormal brain structure as a mutant, but rather the intentional or unintentional persecution he suffered as a normal person. Even now, in the hospital, he claims that only a woman undressing and embracing him gives him extreme security. Whether psychological treatment should be conducted in the way he describes is unknown. However, due to traditional moral concerns, most people would likely be unwilling to agree to such a treatment. The second mutant incident occurred when a student at school fought with the "Heavenly Child" (a person who suddenly appeared in the sky). The student bit the "Heavenly Child," drawing blood which entered the student's mouth, turning him into a mutant. Later research revealed that any ordinary person who drank the "Heavenly Child's" blood or ate their flesh would also become a mutant. While mutants possess powerful abilities beyond the reach of ordinary people, a side effect is a brain mutation that creates a subconscious, inhuman desire to devour the flesh of female "Heavenly Children." This desire extends to harming normal women as substitutes. Fortunately, this inhuman desire is psychological and not physiological. The method to overcome this desire is to first consume the milk of a female "Heavenly Child" or the milk of a "Meteor Girl" (a character from a popular TV show), then eat only vegetables, and receive psychological counseling. However, once this desire is eliminated, the mutant loses their supernatural abilities and becomes completely herbivorous, unable to digest any meat. Their only remaining supernatural ability is limb regeneration.

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