Chapter 795: Morora

Hearing the sound from behind the door, except for Lu Mian, the other serious criminals changed their expressions.

Gei blurted out,

"What exactly is behind the door?"

Could it be that the so-called exile is actually being sent into the mouth of some monster to be its food?

"Behind the door is a road leading to your place of exile." The beautiful lady with the goose-egg face answered simply, "There won't be monsters waiting to eat you there, but it is indeed very dangerous. What specific danger it is, I don't know, but there is definitely hope for you to continue living. This is much better than being hanged or shot directly."

Gei, Lies, and others looked at each other, then looked at the clergy members wearing plain white robes inlaid with brass threads around them, feeling restless for a moment, but eventually suppressed it.

They believed they would not be opponents of the Church of Knowledge clergy, and the beautiful woman responsible for reading the judgment results clearly had a higher status.

The gentle-looking Gei cast his gaze at Lu Mian, finding that this wanted criminal who claimed to have committed various serious crimes had a calm expression and was not afraid at all.

"I will open that door in a moment. You enter on your own. Those who remain will have their crimes increased and will be executed on the spot." The beautiful woman with the goose-egg face raised her hands, and countless illusory light spots seemed to emerge in her light blue eyes.

Dim, black rain fell silently from a height of four meters, pouring onto Lu Mian and the others.

Lu Mian suddenly felt a wave of irritability and a surge of violent emotions.

That seemed to be the bloodline of Omebella stirring.

"What did you do to us?" Gei asked suspiciously.

The beautiful woman wearing a small beige coat inlaid with brass threads said in a teaching tone,

"This is a secret technique called 'Hapus's Sterilizing Rain.' Its function is to make you lose your fertility, but it can be restored through corresponding secret techniques or professional doctors."

"We don't want babies to be born in the place of exile. They are innocent."

Sterilizing Rain... No wonder Omebella's bloodline was stimulated and had such an obvious reaction... I don't know if this secret technique has had an effect on me now, and whether it has been offset by the special nature of Omebella's bloodline... If it really has an effect, in the future, when I am influenced by the gift-receiver of the "Great Mother" and Omebella is gestating in my body, will the embryo fail to implant successfully due to the sterilization effect? This might depend on the level of the corresponding influence... Lu Mian felt that "Sterilizing Rain" was not a bad thing.

The other serious criminals also didn't think this was a problem. They either already had offspring, or their personalities were cold and bloodless, or twisted and perverted, and they didn't think children with their own bloodline were cute.

The beautiful woman with the goose-egg face took a few steps back, faced the brass door, stretched out her hands, and pressed them in the air.

The door made a heavy metallic friction sound and slowly opened backward.

For some reason, Gei and the others suddenly had a craving and involuntarily passed through the doorway, walking into the deep corridor behind.

They didn't notice that, except for the beautiful woman with the goose-egg face, the other Church of Knowledge clergy had already retreated to the starting point of this corridor and stood on the steps when the brass door opened.

Lu Mian also had a craving, and at the same time felt that familiar, unknown things were summoning him from the depths of the corridor.

He walked in the middle of the team and heard the clatter of the door closing behind him.

The light in the corridor became extremely dim, with only the glowing gems embedded in the walls providing a certain amount of illumination.

Truly extravagant... Lu Mian sighed instinctively.

At this time, the gentle-looking Gei looked left and right and said,

"Should we stay here and wait until there are no guards outside, then find a way to open this door and escape?"

"Do you think those who were exiled before didn't think of this?" The gloomy Vijepan sneered, "And we are still wearing shackles, how can we run?"

Lu Mian watched coldly and found that Gei could resist the craving in his heart to some extent, thinking of escaping, while other serious criminals had already begun to find various reasons to reject his proposal.

After they argued for two or three minutes, Lu Mian asked seemingly casually,

"Do we have food?"

"What if the loopholes in the guards outside only appear once every few days?"

Without giving Gei a chance to answer, Lu Mian said to himself,

"Actually, there is food. Each of you is food."

Having said this, Lu Mian looked at the human meat cook Lies and asked with a smile,

"How should we cook these people?"

"Suitable for stewing and pickling, need to add appropriate spices to prevent the taste from being too sour." The honest-looking Lies' face lit up.

Gei was silent for a few seconds, wearing handcuffs and leg shackles, and walked slowly toward the depths of the corridor. Lu Mian followed behind with the same stride.

They walked for a long time, and Lu Mian felt it should have been seven or eight hours, but he suspected that his perception of time had deviated.

During this process, no one chose to stay, as if the front was not the City of Exiles, but the Land of Hope.

They also frequently heard that indescribable terrifying sound, causing Lies, the human meat cook, to sigh,

"We are like walking in the long esophagus of some monster, rushing to its stomach, and the sound we hear is the movement of its stomach digesting."

Lu Mian agreed deeply with this, while the others suddenly had their hair stand on end.

Finally, they saw stone steps extending upward.

This seemed to mean that the end was near.

After walking up the layers of steps and pushing open the heavy wooden door that was left ajar, Lu Mian and the others' eyes were subconsciously closed by the bright and brilliant sunlight, and the indescribable, hair-raising sound disappeared instantly.

Almost at the same time, a gentle voice rang in their ears,

"Welcome to the 'City of Exiles,' Morora."

As expected... Lu Mian sighed silently, opened his eyes, and examined his surroundings.

They were in a large prayer hall of a church, and the sunlight penetrated through the stained glass, shining into the interior, bringing a sacred and glorious scene.

On the walls of the hall without glass, there were murals depicting myths and legends, and below stood bookshelves that looked like they were made of brass, filled with various books and test papers.

This made the place more like a library than a church.

The speaker was an old man wearing a plain white robe inlaid with brass threads. He was sixty or seventy years old, with graying hair, and his amber eyes were gentle and clear, showing no turbidity at all. He held a thick book in his left palm and was a standard scholar-type clergyman of the Church of Knowledge.

But Lu Mian felt that this didn't look like a real person and suspected it was some kind of specially made puppet.

"Morora? Is this place called Morora?" Gei also opened his eyes and asked curiously.

The old man nodded,

"I am Heraberg, responsible for all theological affairs in Morora."

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and pointed at Lu Mian and the others.

Those handcuffs, leg shackles, and iron chains piercing the collarbones instantly became extremely soft, as if made of rotten mud.

Amidst the clanging sounds, they detached from the bodies of the serious criminals and fell onto the ground paved with gray-white stone slabs in the form of metal.

This made the serious criminals feel a chill in their hearts and gave up some bad plans.

Heraberg then handed over the thick book and the brass-cased fountain pen in his hand,

"Register your names. This means you have officially become residents of Morora."

Lu Mian fully complied with the regulations, took the book, and wrote the name "Louis."

The next one was Gei, who took the classic and the fountain pen and asked Heraberg tentatively,

"How do you know that what we wrote is our real name?"

Heraberg answered peacefully,

"The past is not important. In Morora, what matters is the present and the future."

Gei thought carefully for a while and was a bit confused about what Heraberg, this clergyman, wanted to express.

Considering that the Church of Knowledge could exchange information through telegrams and other methods, he didn't make up a fake name to write in that register and honestly used his real name.

After all the serious criminals finished registering, Heraberg looked at Lu Mian and the others and said,

"You also need to follow the rules here. Most laws are the same as in other cities in Lenburg, but legal duels are allowed. As long as both parties agree, no one will be held responsible afterward. In addition, demonstrations not involving violence are allowed."

"We have a special team responsible for maintaining order in Morora."

The honest-looking middle-aged man Lies asked,

"Can we join the law enforcement team?"

"The members of the law enforcement team are all composed of experimental personnel." Heraberg answered gently.

Gei asked,

"Then how do we become experimental personnel?"

The gloomy-looking Vijepan asked,

"What happens if you break the law here? Prison, or the death penalty?"

Heraberg smiled and said,

"The most serious punishment for breaking the law here is to become an experimental person."

"Doesn't that make you a law enforcer?" Gei was stunned for a moment.

Isn't this encouraging us to break the law?

Lu Mian remembered the term "experimental personnel" that frequently appeared in the "0-01" seal data.

Just from that data, he knew that becoming an experimental person was definitely not a good thing.

Heraberg kept his expression unchanged,

"Yes, but you must remember that in addition to the church's keepers, at least two experimental personnel are scrapped every day."

Scrapped... Gei and the others felt that this word, which was strange to use here, revealed an indescribable terror.

"How many people are there in Morora now?" Lu Mian asked a very strange question.

Heraberg smiled and answered,

"There are nearly 200,000 people. There are farms, mines, and factories around the city, which are all part of Morora."

"Nearly 200,000 people, does Lenburg have so many serious criminals?" Lu Mian was slightly surprised.

Heraberg explained dutifully,

"This has been accumulated generation after generation, and we will also spend money to introduce serious criminals from abroad."

Introduce... said as if introducing talent... Lu Mian pondered for a few seconds and didn't rush to "commit a crime" and apply to become an experimental person to see if he could have a chance to get close to the sealed "0-01."

He bid farewell to Heraberg and walked toward the entrance of this library-style church, planning to find the two parts of the "Abscessed Hand" first.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 796 =====