They follow the golden mean, and they seek peace in everything.

Therefore, in the bones of Chinese people, there seems to be a concept of "everyone".

At the beginning of the Calamity, Butterfly Island wants to reshuffle society, divide classes, and let the supernatural prevail. But it was stopped by Dr. Qin. It is precisely because of the existence of this Chinese scientist that the concept of "new species" on Butterfly Island has not been carried forward, and human beings have been able to build such a peaceful order as they are now. But there are too few people like Dr. Qin.

So little that he looked like an outlier on Butterfly Island.

Margaret was surprised at times.

In the past 100 years, the top leaders of mankind have their own ghosts, how has the world maintained such a superficial peace.

Later she thought about it. Human society has been able to stabilize for a hundred years, thanks to the continuous growth of Jeremir, and it is the oppression of S-class heretics that makes them have to unite.

And the world of enlightenment has been going on so far, the [disaster] has awakened, and the [biological potion] used by Butterfly Island to stabilize the supernatural has also been exhausted.

Such a peace will soon disappear like scattered sand.

She heard that the high-ranking speaker on Butterfly Island had been in retreat for 80 years, and he was actually studying how to remove the abilities from the body of the supernatural.

Margaret almost burst out laughing when she first learned about it.

Of course, Butterfly Island's words can't be naïve, she must know the inferior nature of high-level abilities.

Therefore, if Butterfly Island launches the [Stripping Experiment], it will definitely be enforced. In the future, when there are no biological potions, the way to deal with the ability of [Alienation] is to forcibly strip off its ability.

But who would agree.

Margaret shook her folding fan and walked down the dungeon. When she entered the tunnel and saw the sea of moonlight flowers, the corners of her lips curled, and a faint mockery appeared in her eyes.

She lifted her palace skirt, and the skirt swept across the sea of fluorescent yellow.

The light turns from light to dark.

In a foggy fog, she returned to the place where she had grown up.

She returned to ...... The Entertainment City of the World. No, maybe it should be called the Promised Land.

When the Promised Land was first founded, the control of Frigga Harbor was even stricter than it is now, and ships could only enter and exit.

Margaret was sent by the Unnatural Bureau.

At the beginning, after confirming her father's death, the warm and kind aunt finally leaked her fangs completely, and she robbed them of all the compensation given to them by the Unnatural Bureau, and even took over their house in the name of their young age.

My sister was a little bolder than she was, and wrote down the address of the Paris Bureau of Unnatural Affairs.

She took her to ask where the pot-bellied, red-blushing executive was, where was her father. The executive always drove them away impatiently, and then he was annoyed by their questions, stared at them and smiled and pulled his cheeks, and said, "Do you really want to see your father?" Okay, I'll send you there. ”

They were transported by ship to the Promised Land.

Margaret never imagined that she would see her father on the stage of the arena.

The Asgard Arena, in fact, is one of the oldest buildings in the world, and it was born together with the surveillance of Finnsaril. The vast fog of the Promised Land could not stop the nobles from having fun. There is no food source in the World Entertainment City, and being on the verge of [alienation] does not mean that it has been [alienated]. Before he died, all the food had to be rewarded by the nobles off-screen.

Thus a place similar to the Colosseum in ancient Rome appeared.

Margaret was at a loss when she took her sister's hand and entered Asgard.

Why?

Isn't Dad a hero?

He saved so many people, why is he here.

On the competition stage, Dad was already in control, but because he saw them inadvertently, he was distracted, and then he was counterattacked by the people on the ground, grabbing his shoulders and slamming them to the pillar next to him.

"Daddy!" She cried out in a hurry, but her sister was beside her, covering her mouth. The words choked in his throat, and the mist filled his eyes. Margaret's tears fell on her sister's arms, and her young body was trembling all the time.

All the food in the Promised Land can only be rewarded by the outside world, and slowly, food has become the currency of the World Entertainment City. The strong are able to get the most food.

So in the nine years when [biological potions] were not available. In order to survive, the weak in the World Entertainment City can only rely on the strong to satisfy their desires, and various casinos and brothels have been born.

When Dad saw them, he was gloomy like a volcano, and the anger in his eyes seemed to really pour out into substance and run through the world.

But Dad didn't say anything. He just came down from the stage bruised, kissed them on the cheek, and then hugged them and smiled.

Because Dad also knew — a Frigga port did not go back to the ship.

This foggy port cut off everyone's way out.

Daddy – Take them with you and don't leave them alone. In order to get food for three people, Dad behaved even harder in Asgard, as if he were dying. But before Dad awakened his abilities, he had the root of the disease, so no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't compare to those who were born with high-level abilities.

Dad could only get some coarse black bread at a time. The black bread was sour and hard, and she bit into it in her mouth as if she were chewing on a rag soaked in water. Margaret was often watched by the target of her adultery, and even someone came to her to exchange food for her first night.

As a result, he was severely beaten by his father. Dad is notoriously ruthless, and in such a chaotic environment, no one would mess with a mad dog who doesn't want to kill him.

In the past, Finnsaril was the very center of the fog, and the Promised Land called it the Destination. As the name suggests, it is where the corpses are discarded.

After this group of people were banished by Butterfly Island, they didn't know when they would be able to get out, and they lost their conscience day by day, and chose to get drunk and dream of death.

Margaret was in the World Entertainment City, and she saw an old man squatting next to the garbage can, rummaging for food. He was gray-haired, always had a straight face, and had a foul stench on his body. But even if the clothes on his body were tattered, he would try to make them look clean and neat.

The old man's right leg was limping, a lame.

This flaw means that he will only be at the bottom in the Promised Land.

Later, Margaret learned that this old man used to be a soldier in a small country. His country is small, but he loves it so much that he joins the Bureau of Unnaturals as soon as he becomes a Paranormal.

Margaret would often go and chat with him.

The old man was always silent at first. He was very concerned about the cleanliness of his clothes, and every time Margaret accidentally touched his clothes, the old man would slap her hand away and angrily scold her and tell her to stay away from him. Decently clean clothes, as if that was the last place where he would be able to maintain his "dignity".

He always dragged a broken leg, leaned against the wall, did not say a word, closed his eyes and recuperated.

The old man spoke English, and Margaret's English was poor, so their communication was a bit difficult. Margaret learns that the old man has been looking forward to the day when he goes out.

"Can we really get out?"

The old man said, "Yes." There will be a day. "He said his country was small and needed him. So he had to go back alive. The old man said that the Promised Land was just a place for Butterfly Island to test whether they had alienated tendencies, and when Butterfly Island confirmed that he was normal, they would let him out.

At least that's what the people of Butterfly Island say.

But the old man did not wait for the day when the Friglican port was opened. He was bitten to death by a wild dog. The clean military uniform he cherished so much before his death was torn and bitten, and no matter how much he protected it, it was useless for him to protect it.

She asked her father what "Butterfly Island" was.

Dad was silent for a long time and didn't say a word.

Later, Margaret heard about Butterfly Island from the evaluation of her by those nobles.

Those people said.

"This girl's eyes are so beautiful."

"The last time I saw such beautiful eyes, it was Ye Kiss."

"Hahahahahaha, you're not mistaken, you compare Ye Kiss with her? She deserves it too. ”

"Ye Kiss grew up on Butterfly Island, and we may not be able to see each other. The gap is too big, and it is not a person of the same world at all. ”

"Do you think this girl will live to grow up?"

"With her looks, it's still easy, as long as she's willing to open her legs."

"Hahahahaha

Margaret could already understand the malice in these words. So she has a lot of questions.

Are these people who are off-screen and make fun of them the people of Butterfly Island?

So why, why not deserve it, why do people who grew up on Butterfly Island be superior.

Why? Why?

Why, his father used his life to exchange for black bread to feed them, and these people can trample on them unscrupulously, make fun of them, and trample on her.

Why?

If only you could gouge out the eyes of those people and cut out their tongues through the screen.

For the first time, she felt a sense of "hate".

It's on Butterfly Island.

Margaret's family has a long history.

But the memory of the French Empire is too long, passed down from generation to generation, to the end, and the only thing that best represents the flourishing Grimm family is the ancestral token.

It was an iris brooch. A golden iris represents the French royal family of the year, and a blue iris represents the memory of the family.

Dad and sister were going to earn food, and Margaret didn't talk to anyone. So, when she was bored, she held the brooch and talked to herself, telling her ancestors all the confusion and confusion.

When I was thirteen years old, something happened.

Her dad was alienated.

Dad alienated and seriously injured his sister, and later, Dad screamed in pain, stabbed himself in the heart with a knife, and staggered into the depths of the fog.

"Daddy!"

Finnsaril was littered with corpses and garbage.

She searched for a long time but couldn't find her father's body, and when she was finally taken home by her sister's hand, she cried so much that her eyes were almost blind.

During the time when her father died, Margaret was in a low mood, crying every day, having nightmares every day, and it was her sister who stayed by her bedside without sleep. She was so sad at the time that she forgot that her sister wasn't really much older than her.

My sister's awakened ability is D-level, and it's not enough to see in World Entertainment City. After being injured, my sister completely lost her ability to earn food.

One day Margaret couldn't breathe in the middle of the night, and struggled to open her eyes, and saw her sister burst into tears and choked her neck. Margaret gave up resistance, her eyes blank.

When my sister saw her wake up, she wanted to strangle her directly. But in the end, he broke down and let go of his hand, hugged her and cried silently.

The sister murmured, "Margaret, what should I do, what should I do, I will die with you." I don't want to leave you here alone, what should I do Margaret......"

The morning of my sister's death was a rare good weather, and for the [Promised Land], the so-called good weather is that the fog has cleared a little.

She continued to speak into the brooch at home.

My sister suddenly brought a man back.

After the fog cleared, a rare amount of sunlight entered the room. My sister turned against the light and handed her a delicately packaged box. In the dust, my sister touched her head, smiled, and wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

My sister went away with the man and told her to stay in her room.

She opened the box and found that it was a small piece of cream cake.

The price of this cake is more than what they have eaten in the previous three months. Margaret stood up happily, drooling from her head. But she still suppressed her hunger, closed the lid, and thought about waiting for her sister to come back and eat.