In the egg-shaped solo operation room, a teardrop hung in the corner of Doudou's eye, and he saw that Start quickly cheered up, and he was ashamed that he had just had the idea of quitting.

He couldn't help but think of the past.

Somehow, he knew about his birth.

I know it from the beginning of the mother's womb.

He has no control over his body, and can only draw nutrients from his mother's body to make himself thrive.

Until his limbs are generated, he has the ability to control his body, and he kicks, or hits, trying to break through this shackle.

But he could only hear a painful voice outside: "This child is so noisy that people can't sleep." ”

"This child shouldn't have been born!"

"He's our child!"

"He's just a gene-edited monster!"

He heard arguments and slamming doors outside, and the crying of people who should have called him mother.

Although he didn't know who was talking outside, he was infected by his mother's sadness, which made him stop his actions.

"Do you feel it too?" He heard her speak softly while feeling the touch outside, and he reached out to the flesh wall to feel it.

His body grew larger and larger over time, until he felt a little cramped, which made him feel a little uncomfortable, and he had to be supported on all fours to make more space.

He didn't know how long he had been like this, but just as he had decided to give up, a light came in, and although the mouth was very small, he couldn't help reaching out to the light, but the mouth was so small that he couldn't get out.

"Come on! Fast! One finger! ”

He heard a loud voice outside, this time no longer echoing and hazy.

It was the first time he had heard a voice so clear that it even felt like heaven.

He had a strong desire, and he squeezed hard towards the light, and at the same time said, "Come on! It's already five fingers! ”

The environment he lived in began to squeeze him, pushing him towards the light.

His body was now unable to move due to the compression of space, which made him actively uncomfortable.

He heard a painful voice outside, and the sound let him know that there was someone more uncomfortable than he was.

"Take a deep breath! You're great, contractions! It's almost ten fingers! ”

"The child's head has been seen! Come! Take a break! Breathe deeply! ”

He felt his head be controlled by something.

"I got the kid on the head! Hard! ”

The voice sounded again, and with a hoarse shout, he felt a strong thrust pushing him towards the light, and a pair of hands gently supported him, and the air made him feel a brief suffocation and pain.

Even though he didn't want to, he burst into tears uncontrollably.

"Congratulations, a very healthy boy." The nurse wiped him clean, examined him, weighed him, and carefully placed him next to him as a mother.

His airways were becoming familiar with the air, and he looked quietly at his mother, who was looking at him kindly, while he noticed that the woman who was called Mother was covered in tubes and looked dying.

Standing beside the bed, there was a man who looked at her with a sad and angry face, and at the same time looked at him.

"Honey, let me feed him."

"You're all like this, get some rest." The man gently possessed him, gently brushed away the hair that was sticking to her face with his hand, looked at her and said.

"Let me feed him, and I'll beg you." The mother's voice was like the sound of mosquitoes.

The man struggled in pain, and finally picked him up and put him next to *, letting his mouth touch, his mouth sucking tightly, and the sweet milk made him suck greedily.

He ate it fragrantly, and the sudden brute force pulled him away fiercely, which made him cry aggrievedly.

"Cry! What right do you have to cry! The man held him in both hands and said viciously.

"Sir! Please hand me the child and please mourn! ”

He wept bitterly, his eyes fluttering and welling with tears, and he saw the woman who was supposed to be his mother, her eyes closed, and the woman in white on the side was gently covered with a quilt over her face.

That was the last time he saw her face.

The memory stopped at this picture forever, and that appearance made him unable to recall.

Every time he thought about it, his heart ached. What he didn't know was that he shouldn't have such a memory, and he would never know why the man who was supposed to be his father hated him.

After he was taken away by the nurse, he never saw his parents again, who were supposed to give him a home.

Until after he was wrapped up and sent to an orphanage.

He has always been a person, and everyone who is similar to him or older than him will always bully a little him.

Every time he would secretly hide in a corner or huddle under the covers and cry secretly until he got used to it.

On his second birthday, he remembered the day he was born, although the adults at the orphanage would always give him the wrong day, and his cake would always be snatched away by others.

He still remembers his birthday.

It was on his birthday. He did a series of tests and was eventually taken to this place where he would never see the sun.

For him.

But it's just a different scene.

He's really used to it.

Until the brightest man in the school came into contact with him.

He felt the person in front of him sparkling, as bright as the sun.

"Hi, my name is Stadter."

"My name is Doudou." Doudou is the name given to him by others, because they always like to bully him while talking about eating and sleeping and beating Doudou.

For him, it didn't matter what the name was, it was just a code name.

Stutter was a year older than him, but there was no barrier to communication between the two, and his score was only one or two points lower than Stadt, but that one or two points would never allow him to surpass.

Stat didn't despise him because of this, and Stat offered to ask Doudou to move into his dorm, and he could have moved away from his roommate who always bullied him when he had nothing to do.

After the two moved out together, they always didn't talk until Seanna, who had broken down him, took the initiative to join their team.

The girl always bullied him, but the girl would always secretly stuff him with a candy every time, and this candy always made him very entangled.

On the one hand, he was unwilling to give in to Seanna's bullying like this, and on the other hand, he always forgave her for her willfulness.

It was painful for him to feel like this.

But I'm happy.

The three of them are always happy together, and they complete tasks again and again noisily.

This time, however, was different.

After a long period of fatigue fighting, he was already exhausted.

However, from the beginning of the command, the Staid has been giving strong orders in the middle, and he once thought that the Staid had become addicted to the rights he had.

It wasn't until Seanna comforted and made that statement that he came to his senses.

He still hasn't gotten rid of his subconscious distrust. Stadt's pressure and ability made him accustomed to it but didn't know it.

From that moment on, what he didn't know was that from the moment he sat in front of the Starter mech, he had completely trusted the Starter.

The main members of the Sleeping Dragon Clan have truly merged into one at this point.