Part 1 Freshman Chapter 4 Orphanage

It's ironic to say, I spent two of my lives in an orphanage, am I really the fate of the Heavenly Evil Lone Star?

Looking at the seventeen-year-old girl who lovingly held me in her arms, the orphanage No. 5 in Februarius (February), which would be where I would live for the next few years, I thought to myself, "If she knew that the baby in her arms was actually twenty-six years old, I don't know what her expression would be." "But speaking of which, the adjuster is really handsome and beautiful, and all the people I've seen since I came here, except for the old Cameron, can score more than eighty points in my time, and I'm really looking forward to what I'll look like when I grow up.

The soldiers sent me here and left, and the girl named Amy seemed to like me very much, and never let go of me until she picked me up, she took me to register my identity, and prepared my room, bed, and all kinds of supplies for me in a hurry. This is an energetic little girl, I secretly made an evaluation. This is how my life in the orphanage began.

Overall, my life at the orphanage is not bad, the people here are very caring and ...... Adversity...... Enthusiastic.

For example, when I was having lunch.

"Leonard, I've made porridge, come and drink it."

"Leonard, I've got milk here."

"Leonard, ignore them, I've got juice here, or your favorite pineapple flavor."

"Leonard, there's a fun toy here, come on."

Leonard is my name, where does it come from...... It is said to be the name of a certain prince in a fairy tale...... Sweat. At that time, a group of little girls in the orphanage chattered and quarreled all afternoon, and when no one could convince anyone, they came up with the idea of drawing lots, and finally my name was decided by a small note.

Then came the most tragic time. After the meal, a group of bored and crazy women pounced on me, and they wanted to tear me into seventy or eighty pieces to play with, but I couldn't resist, and I was really depressed.

"Look at it, his face feels so soft to the touch, it looks like he can pinch out water, I really want to pinch it."

"And his arms and legs, fleshy, so cute."

"No, no, the most beautiful thing is his eyes, purple eyes, like crystals, I have never seen anyone before."

"That's right, with such beautiful eyes, even the purest Persian cat can't compare to it."

I also feel very strange about this, and I don't know what Cameron did to adjust my genes in the first place, my eyes turned out to be purple that no natural person or adjuster has, what good it is for the time being, but now it has made this group of women with too much curiosity too addicted. I soon learned from their conversations that most of the children in the orphanage were sent in after they were four or five years old. The adjuster is born with a higher intelligence than a natural person, according to the provisions of the PLANT, he can reach adulthood at the age of fourteen, and at the age of four or five, he is already equivalent to a natural person about ten years old, so this group of women has always wanted to try to take care of the baby, and I am naturally like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger.

In order to get rid of their entanglement, I tried all kinds of methods, even pretending to cry and wetting the bed, and finally found an effective way for me, only obediently do not cry or make trouble, let them do nothing without the slightest reflection, and soon they will retreat. In this way, my life returned to peace, and I began to be in a daze again every day. When I was bored, I practiced the hard qigong I learned in the army, and I don't know if the baby's body is relatively pure, or the physical fitness of the adjuster is good, this set of broken kung fu that I have practiced for ten years and only makes the spirit better is actually practiced by me to feel the qi, feel the warm current that keeps flowing in the body, and feel that life has finally become less boring.

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No matter how busy human life is, time is always so unhurried, in the blink of an eye, I have been here for ten years, it is not a big deal, I have already planned my life, and when I am an adult at the age of fourteen, I will go out to find a job, and then live a good life, but two things happened this year have disrupted my plans.

The first is that due to the intensification of the conflict between natural persons and coordinators, the Zodiac League of Freedom Treaties (ZAFT) was established, and this time in order to cultivate a group of elite talents, the top leaders of Zaft decided to recruit a group of 8-12 year olds into the army, and give them professional militarization education from an early age, and when they reach adulthood, they will be assigned to various units as grassroots commanders. Originally, it had nothing to do with me, but I somehow got too excited on the day of Zaft's talent selection, and my performance was too prominent. Since I scored excellent on every test, I was forced to enlist in the army without even having a choice.

If the first thing is just helplessness, the second is really depressing. Although I knew there was a Forced Marriage Act when I was not born, I never imagined what it would look like on me. C.E. 65, at the age of ten, I still didn't escape this fate.

According to the provisions of the Forced Marriage Act, every citizen of PLANT is required to undergo a genetic record at birth, and in the year of reaching the age of 10, he or she is required to be tested for genetic compatibility, and if the degree of agreement exceeds 60%, he or she will be determined to be husband and wife, and if the genetic agreement with a person is determined to be more than 60% before the age of 10, he or she will also be determined to be a husband and wife.

In fact, genetic testing had already started just a few days ago, and my genes were included. I remembered that a few days ago the official had written a record for me like an animal, and then said, "I hope you and your future wife will give birth to excellent offspring for PLANT." "I'm not angry, I'm not a stallion.

After days of anxious waiting, praying as if I were expecting to win the lottery, I finally heard back, and before opening the tightly sealed bag, I swore in my heart: "If it were an ugly girl, I would have defected to the neutral country of Orb." ”

After praying a dozen times with the reverence of a gambler who is about to lose, I took the documents out of the paper bag.

"Luna Maria Hawke. C.E. 56 birth......"

I didn't bother to look at the following information at all, so I grabbed the photo and looked at it. The photo shows a beautiful girl with short fuchsia hair and a heroic face, she is wearing a dark red skirt and a pair of white leather boots on her feet.

Hey, earned. I thought to myself.