Jin Duobao.
Meng Xi recalled this name in her heart.
At that time, Meng Xi was still working in the kitchen. Song Yu, the girl named Song Yu, was one of the few girls she had met on Forbidden Island who had shown her kindness.
That day, Song Yu was picking vegetables with her when, halfway through, guards suddenly grabbed her and dragged her away.
This little girl named Jin Duobao was dressed in exquisite clothes and sitting atop a mutated beast. She angrily demanded to know who had steamed the egg custard and why it had turned out honeycombed.
The child was only a little over four years old then, yet even at that age, she was already so vicious.
She had Song Yu's hands and feet chopped off, then put her, along with a bowl of prepared egg custard, into a huge steamer.
She pouted angrily.
"You idiot! You can't even make the simplest egg custard. You oversteamed it—it's not tasty at all!"
"Put her in the steamer with the egg custard and watch the time from inside!"
"Hee hee hee hee, if you watch it yourself, you definitely won't miss the timing."
"..."
Jin Duobao clapped her hands, pleased with herself for coming up with such a brilliant idea.
That day, the aroma of steamed eggs and Song Yu's screams rose together into the sky.
The air filled with a nauseating smell of cooked flesh.
Meng Xi had once thought that Forbidden Tower was hell itself. After leaving the laboratory, she had believed that no matter how difficult life became, there would always be something to look forward to.
But the Jin family kept refreshing her understanding of cruelty, again and again.
Everyone in the kitchen vomited. That night, many people couldn't eat.
But Meng Xi could.