"Sister... then you should sleep for a while first," Turing pulled the woman to lie down on the metal bed on aside.

"Is this okay?" The woman did as Turing said.

"Well... don't think about anything, it will be over soon." Turing ultimately did not deceive the woman, but did not reveal the specific reason.

Turing used some coaxing to barely convince the woman to lie on the machine for a while.

Turing gently closed the woman's eyes and whispered affectionately in her ear,

"I will definitely get you out of here."

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"But... the Bible says that there are greedy and endless wars everywhere outside," Oedipus said to Prometheus in front of him.

"It doesn't necessarily mean that it's any better abroad."

Prometheus, dressed in a white coat, had a rather feminine face. Although his hairstyle and makeup showed that he was trying to avoid appearing too feminine, it must be said that his efforts were not very effective.

Prometheus and Oedipus sat at the dining table, chatting and slowly eating.

He didn't look very old, but according to him, he wasn't young either. He just looked young.

"Do I look like a bad person to you?" Prometheus's smile was like a ripe orange, unconventional in appearance, but the flesh was sweet to the heart.

"No, but..." Oedipus raised his fork and tapped it lightly against his lips.

The contrast between Prometheus's appearance and his calm and magnetic voice was enormous, which fascinated Oedipus.

"It also doesn't seem like a good person." Oedipus smiled.

"You see, aren't stories often like that?" The bad outnumber the good."

"There's more pain than happiness."

"Indeed, the outside world is still too frightening. Maybe you should just stay in Acadia."

Unfortunately, if our Oedipus could understand the language of animals, she would not only be able to make more friends, but also find her prince.

"I want to understand the language of animals," she said.

Just as Oedipus made her second wish, something magical happened. The chirping sounds of the small animals suddenly turned into human language in her ears!

"This is someone from the Altria family... a princess, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Acadia is a federation. There are no princesses. But she is definitely someone of noble status."

"Bringing a child like this to the laboratory, not going to school, and without any peers... sigh, Acadia really has no humanity."

"There's no other way. The fewer people who know about this experiment, the better. We can only choose from within the family. Children have the most abundant magic and are more suitable for the requirements."

Although Oedipus could understand the language of animals, she couldn't understand what they were saying at all. After thinking hard, Oedipus decided not to consider such complicated matters anymore.

Oedipus decided to find the prince on her own.

However, just as Oedipus made the decision to set out, the wicked big grey wolf appeared. It opened its long and big mouth, revealing its sharp and fierce teeth, causing all the small animals to flee in fear.

Oedipus was also very scared, so scared that she couldn't stand steady.

But she was told that it wouldn't matter even if she got eaten, as long as someone cut open the wolf's belly and saved her.

Oedipus regained a bit of courage.

"I want to run faster than the big grey wolf," she said.

Oedipus silently made a wish and ran with all her might. She was surprised to find that she was getting faster and faster, like a gust of wind.

Her wish actually came true.

The big grey wolf closely followed Oedipus, howling towards the sky, calling more big grey wolves to come, hoping to surround her.

But the clever Oedipus bypassed the winding old tree, crossed the meandering forest stream, and confused the big grey wolves, ultimately leaving them far behind.

Finally able to take a break, Oedipus suddenly felt like she had come to a place she was very familiar with.

A beam of bright sunlight shone on a stump in front of Oedipus, where there was an exquisitely beautiful treasure chest, quietly waiting for Oedipus to open it.

Several beautiful round letters were written on it, as if sprinkled with a layer of golden dust by the sunlight, shining brightly and blurred.

Oedipus couldn't wait and approached the treasure chest, reaching out to open it, but was stopped by a handsome person in white clothes.

Isn't that the prince? Oedipus thought happily.

All three of Oedipus' wishes came true.

"Take your dirty hands off Oedipus' lunchbox, monster."

A cold and sharp bullet hit "Oedipus" with a bang, causing her to stagger.

Several magicians arrived late and rushed into the cafeteria, knocking down the hesitant monsters. Sealing magic, sedatives, freezing agents—both Chinese and Western medicine were used together, finally subduing the struggling monsters.

Actually, the monsters didn't struggle much, they just kept rubbing against Prometheus.

"You guys are becoming more and more powerful. You didn't even know that the angel broke out of containment."

"You actually got fooled by its disguise. Didn't you bring the McNewdeau family's magic spray for suppressing magic?"

"Even if it's a rare resource, you shouldn't be so stingy."

"Thank goodness it was Moseytema that escaped. If it was another angel, even if I had ten lives, it wouldn't be enough to die."

Although they were some of the most powerful magicians outside, being scolded by a foreigner was embarrassing, but they still endured it.

The monster under Prometheus's feet continued to make squelching sounds, stretching its tentacles to reach the lunch box on the table.

The slow progress of the experiment ignited Prometheus' anger. He angrily pulled out his gun and fired several shots at the tentacles, continuing until the magazine was empty.

"Professor, this is not Moseytema. Moseytema is still in the containment unit."

"What?" Prometheus frowned.

"Completely white, gentle temperament... It should be Moseytema, right?"

"Then could it be Moseytema... Number two?"

The subordinates exchanged glances, and one of them took out a tablet and operated it, opening the camera's perspective.

"Moseytema number two is still here." The subordinate said.

[That is the enormous angel underground!]

Turing, who was reading memories, recognized the blue figure in the tablet.

"Where did this guy come from?" Prometheus asked, looking at the angel at his feet that had been riddled with bullet holes and was becoming sticky.

"I don't know, professor. We are currently investigating," the magician responded.

"Sigh," Prometheus glanced at the magicians standing straight, sighed deeply, and muttered to himself, "This decaying place..."

Prometheus didn't say anything else, he picked up the steaming lunch box and walked towards the door.

Although "Oedipus" on the ground couldn't see or hear anymore, she could still smell the scent of sunlight drifting away from her.

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Now I understand why, in the ending of the fairy tale that Prometheus mentioned, the little match girl could only make three wishes.

"Oedipus" thought.

It must be because humans are simply too greedy. If they were allowed to make more wishes, they would never stop wishing.

"I must be too greedy."

"If only I had realized earlier that some things can never belong to oneself, or they will end up like this."