Chapter 754 - 516: The Shape of Voice (Part 1)_2
When the time comes, I’ll get Svenson’s kid to help him find work. Hmm, it seems like Logan still can’t cut it. His business network can’t reach this far.
Having finished his complaint, Malin turned and came to the front of the furnace, sitting on the specially designated soft cushion.
He knew very well that Logan had plenty of business on his hands, but nobody had the guts to approach Malin, and Logan wouldn’t dare to push those trivial matters onto him.
"What are you thinking about, Mr. Malin?" Lulu sat down beside him, looking at Malin as if her gaze carried a message, Malin, your face is filled with memories and regrets.
"Thinking about stories from when I was little. Back then, Logan and I were Apprentices at the Church, and he used to recommend jobs to me, making a few hundred each time. Now, nobody comes to me with work."
"It must be that no one can afford to hire you anymore," Lulu said with a smile.
"Yes, whether they have money or not, nobody is hiring me anymore. Back then, I thought making money was pretty fast, but looking back now, I was just too naive," Malin said, then turned his head to look at Lulu. "What about you?"
"Since I have memory, I’ve been living with the Hagelberry family. When I was little, my cousins used to bully me. Later, when I became a Night Watcher, it was just to avoid being bullied... You’re different, Mr. Malin. When I was very young, Grandpa favoured me a lot, so everyone hated me."
Lulu’s words made Malin begin to understand—the injection must have been given within the first year after birth. Only then would Lulu have no memory of all this, or perhaps all the modified children lacked such memories. The older generation that knew about the surgeries, like the old patriarch of the Hagelberrys, certainly understood this; he was informed now, but his son’s generation was ignorant until his son took over and became privileged to all this knowledge.