It is better to be a demon than a god. All demons are created by me. - Chapter 217

#217: The truth about the orphanage (2)

June 7

This month, the poisonous man and I have been busy with the orphanage. The more we investigate, the more desperate we become.

At first, these people began to use orphans to do bad things based on the instructions of the people above.

Gradually, they were blinded by the benefits, and they tasted the benefits brought by orphans.

They began to create orphans!

We reported several orphanages related to child trafficking dens. What made me feel the most sad was the orphanage that was searched by law enforcement officers today.

A large church, with fifty-five pregnant women tied up with iron chains.

They were all under the age of twenty. Some of them were so thin that their entire body weight seemed to be on their stomachs. Some of them were not having their first child, and some of them had even lost their minds.

Under the arrangement and money of the poisonous man, I became a psychologist.

I was summoned by law enforcement officers to help these pregnant women who had lost their minds with psychological counseling.

Under my therapeutic hypnosis, I knew the terrible things those people had experienced.

Some of them were kidnapped, and some grew up in orphanages.

The more beautiful they are, the more children they will have.

After all, beautiful orphans are more valuable.

They become machines for giving birth and orphan makers.

They are tortured inhumanly every day until they get pregnant.

I feel powerless, and I have a premonition in my heart.

The reason why this world has become this hell for orphans is because of those of us who own the fragments of the sacred tree.

My biological father died at the moment when he made a wish and was born. I don’t know if there is any connection between the two.

But I always remember the words my biological father said before he died, “Tell your son not to do things that destroy his conscience. This is what we have passed down from generation to generation.”

“Don’t let your son be discovered by them. In order to prevent the resurrection of the sacred tree, they will defile the body of the sacred tree.”

I don’t know if I should resent it.

In order to avoid those who prevent the resurrection of the sacred tree, those who own the fragments of the sacred tree choose to abandon their newborn children.

This phenomenon triggered a series of events that implicated orphans all over the world.

Those people were so crazy that they attacked the orphans just to make the fragments of the sacred tree that might become orphans do things that destroy their conscience and defile the fragments of the sacred tree.

Because of the protection of those people, the criminals are getting bolder and bolder. They have been forcing and oppressing orphans from the beginning to kidnapping and imprisoning now.

Who should be blamed?

Should we blame those of us who have received the fragments of the sacred tree and hide here and there to protect the safety of our families?

Or should we blame those demons who want to stop the resurrection of the sacred tree but drag other innocent people with them?

Even more, blame the sacred tree that wants to be resurrected. Why did he hand over his fragments to save people before he died? Why didn’t he use these fragments to die with those demons before he died?

There seems to be no answer to this.

……

August 5

I saw the medicine man who escaped with us. She also gave birth to twins.

She is smarter than us, the fragments of the sacred tree.

She found a good family for her children. No matter her family background or character, she would not do anything to hurt the children.

The medicine man used blood to save the poisoner’s children and left. I was on my way to send her back.

I saw one of the medicine man’s children.

My damn brain received strange information again.

The combination of a poisoner and a medicine man’s child is the donor for the resurrection of the sacred tree.

It is the hope of destroying the sacred tree and creating demons.

……

September 8

On the day when the medicine man’s child confirmed that he was pregnant with hope, the entire villa garden instantly grew a forest.

The poisoner died. Even if he did it in secret, the bad guys still knew about it.

He was secretly supporting those orphanages and repeatedly investigated and reported the charity transactions of the orphanages.

The poisoner died in an accident. The brakes of a car suddenly lost control and directly hit the poisoner into the rushing river.

When the poisoner was salvaged, he had already died.

I immediately arranged for the poisoner’s child to cremate the poisoner’s body to prevent the poison blood from being exposed.

It would cause trouble for the poisoner and that hope.

But I didn’t expect that the medicine man’s child would be favored by the son of the Gongsun family, nor did I expect that the poison blood of the poisoner had been exposed long ago.

The poisoner’s child died, and then the body disappeared.

In order to protect hope, the medicine man’s child found the poisoner’s child and voluntarily married the person who was suspected of killing her husband.

I have been hiding in the dark, and when the poisoner found something wrong, he had already cleared all my traces.

It was at this moment that I realized that hope was indeed special.

The child of the poisoner would be taken away because the poisoner was exposed.

That hope was not taken away!

I couldn’t understand the current situation.

September 9

The housekeeper who stayed behind told me that someone sneaked into the house and took hope’s blood.

The housekeeper and I were very nervous and wanted to escape with hope.

But once the housekeeper had the idea of ​​escaping with hope, he would be teleported to the abandoned church.

They escaped for a day but couldn’t escape from the church. In the end, the housekeeper could only hold hope and return to the villa.

I just got home from get off work and received a call from the housekeeper.

The housekeeper said, “I just got home, and the trees in the newly grown forest stretched out their branches to touch hope, then quickly withered, and finally turned into saplings.”

The housekeeper and I gave up the idea of ​​escaping.

Hope is not normal. I asked the medicine man’s child to leave the church and the villa to Hope, and let her find a way to move to the dark for the rest.

……

October 09

A month passed, and the person who stole Hope’s blood did not appear.

I couldn’t help but start to doubt whether Hope was a normal person.

Because the poisonous blood and the medicinal blood were combined, so there was no problem with Hope’s blood?

The housekeeper brought Hope’s blood to my hospital, and I stayed up all night to learn how to test blood.

At this time, I was glad that I had a brain and could learn something quickly.

After the test results of Hope’s blood came out, the housekeeper and I felt fortunate.

Hope’s blood was normal, no different from ordinary people.

Such hope is at least safe!

……

November 09

I took the housekeeper’s blood for examination again. This time the housekeeper brought two bloods.

One was ordinary blood, and the other was black poisonous blood.

Because the housekeeper found that a small snake accidentally slipped into the garden today, bit Hope, and died instantly of poison.

The housekeeper dissected the snake and found that the blood inside had turned black.

It was a non-venomous snake.

I thought there was something wrong with my test, so I asked my colleagues in the hematology department of my hospital for help.

The results were still the same.

Hope’s blood was normal, but the poisonous blood contained substances that did not exist in this world.

Hope is indeed special!

I asked the housekeeper to replace Hope with an ordinary child, and not tell anyone, not even me.

Hope can grow up safely and bring hope to the world.