Within an elegantly furnished room stood two tombstones.
They belonged respectively to the First Generation President of the Little Brotherhood and the Third Generation Earth Mang controller.
As for the Second Generation, he had no tombstone.
The First Generation had not been an Earth Mang controller, but he had once possessed all the Contained Objects of his era. Thus, he had also ended his young life by turning to stone.
Clearly, apart from the Qiguli Clan, the only person who probably knew the secret of the Golden Apple was the First Generation President.
"President, shall we begin?" the Doctor asked solemnly.
A D-Class Personnel standing beside the tombstones saw the Doctor, who had absolute authority in the institute, respectfully address Mo Qiong as President. He was instantly dumbfounded.
Mo Qiong noticed the D-Class Personnel's hesitant expression and smiled. "D-1599454. Do you have a question?"
The D-Class Personnel nervously asked, "May I ask... is there any possibility at all, even the slightest chance, of escaping my status as D-Class Personnel?"
"There has never been a pardoned D-Class Personnel in history," Mo Qiong said.
The D-Class Personnel stood there blankly, his eyes filled with despair. The President of the Blue White Society had said it himself. How could it be false?
However, Mo Qiong continued, "But perhaps one day, D-Class Personnel who have rendered great service will no longer have to carry out experiments. They might be allowed to farm on Blue White Society land and live until they die of old age."
The D-Class Personnel's eyes widened. That was possible too? At least he had something to look forward to.
He no longer expected to return to society. There was no place for him there anymore. He had already grown accustomed to life in the Blue White Society. If he could