Chapter 125: Burning Night Rain
The night rain grew heavier. The streetlights along this stretch of factory road had all short-circuited, but the headlights from the stream of cars still burned bright.
Gu He stood in the bed of the advancing pickup. Hearing Lorna's words, his heart stirred. "What good thing?"
"Those kids aren't brain slaves, but I've heard anyone who's been a blood slave always has residual data left in their head."
Lorna shouted over the rain. A complex light swirled in her pale green eyes, masking a sliver of lingering pain.
On this starless, rainy night, she remembered her old companions from the Little Mouse Gang.
They were another chapter of warmth, joy, glory, sorrow, and pain in her past.
Back then, she was too young. She hadn't possessed her current strength or opportunities, and she hadn't been able to save a single friend.
But this time, having come this far, she didn't want it to just end.
"Kids that small haven't fully developed their personalities yet. They're not like adults. They can't slowly erase the effects on their own. That cache garbage will become a permanent part of who they are."