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I am a little scorpion born in early spring. When I opened my eyes, I saw at first sight that there were many little scorpions like me around me. Everyone tried their best to squeeze together to resist the cold air in early spring.

Before we could see the world around us clearly, the tragedy happened. Several huge wire mesh bags came towards us, and we, the new little scorpions, were all caught in one fell swoop!

Like hundreds of other little scorpions, we were gathered in a large iron cabinet and transported into a huge bluestone building on a high cliff, which became our new home!

What kind of world is this? It is surrounded by gray and black walls, with a cold halo. Only the closest to the roof is the two small ventilation windows, and you can see the sky outside. The bluestone floor is dark and pungent with the smell of potion.

There were several long tables in the room, with iron cages of different sizes placed on them, which were filled with young scorpions like me. Everyone pushed and squeezed, and it was difficult for them to turn around.

Opposite the cage where I am, there is a wooden door that is often pushed open. Every time the door is opened, the bells on the door will make a pleasant sound. At the same time, some humans in gray robes will come in and grab a little scorpion from the cage and take it away, but they are rarely seen being sent back.

Once, a little brother who was locked in the same cage with me was taken away, but he was quickly sent back. He was locked in a small cage alone, his body full of pungent smell of potion. I leaned over to the iron cage and called it quietly, but he ignored it. He just kept holding his mouth with his pliers, his body twitching and twisting, looking very uncomfortable.

The next day, someone came in and applied the potion to him again. He was itchy even more severely and tried his best to scratch it with small pliers. On the third day, the fourth day... Every day, someone came in to apply medicine to him, observe him, and make records. His body was ulcerated day by day, making a foul smell. One morning, I woke up from my dream and found that the little brother had died quietly.

We finally understand that every time the pleasant sound of the lingling sound sounded, every time those people in gray robes came in, one of us would embark on a journey of death, and those humans who would never see their true faces were the executioners who sent us on a journey of death.

When the lingering sound rang again, we all squeezed into the corner of the iron cage in horror, but the iron cage was only that big, so every time a companion would be easily caught with his tail. Because I was big and strong, I could squeeze into the innermost corner of the iron cage, so I lived safely until now.

Several months have passed, and I have become a beautiful girl with bright red and hard shells and big ruby ​​eyes. The special fragrance emitted by my body always stimulates the male companions in the iron cage to show their love to me.

One day, the doorbell rang and I was about to hide in, when a big hand suddenly pressed my head. "It's her, I let her avoid it every time." The man in gray robe appeared outside the iron cage. His tail hurt and I was picked up. In horror, I twisted my body wildly and screamed desperately!

"He, it's quite fierce, very vigorous!" The man in the gray robe smiled and seemed to find it interesting. He let out his hand and threw me into a small iron cage without companions. "What will they do to me?" I crawled around uneasy, twitched my nose, smelled the smell on the wire, and stood up with my hind limbs to find out if there was a gap to escape.

Soon, another "squeak" sounded, and a huge male scorpion was thrown in. "This is t11-3122, let's meet," the man in the gray robe looked at us with a smile, "You guys enjoy the wedding night."

In the darkness, t11-3122, cautiously sniffing back and forth where I was staying. In the darkness, I could only see his flickering red eyes. He began to approach me, and I retreated and quickly slipped away from the other side, but he soon chased me again, approached me, and sniffed my body gently with his nose. He was much bigger than me, strong and gentle. He hesitantly stuck out his tongue and began to lick me, making me itchy, as if he was back to my first birth. Oh, maybe he was my support.

My lover, with him, I will no longer be lonely, nor will I feel the fear of death anymore! I finally snuggled in his arms, and in his arms, I seemed to have felt the scent of the peace that had been forgotten for a long time.

The name t11-3122 is so ugly. I changed his name privately to him, calling him Xiaoqiang, strong and strong. I hope he can always protect me with his strong chest and give me some comfort. We were happily alone for two days. On the third day, Xiaoqiang was taken out of the cage, and I was thrown back into the crowded and noisy big iron cage and squeezed together with my companions.

"Xiaoqiang," I called him, squeezed to the edge of the cage, held the wire cage, and watched him be taken away in a hurry. I thought I would never see him again, but a few hours later, he was sent back and slept alone in a small iron cage very close to me.

I nervously checked him. There was no smell of bad potion on his body, nor did he itch, but he just fell asleep quietly. I breathed a sigh of relief, but I was still worried. Will he be safe?

How is that possible?

A few days later, the premonition that I was most afraid of became a fact. Xiaoqiang had a high fever and a sarcoma grew on his cheeks. The sarcoma grew very fast, and Xiaoqiang could no longer eat and water. His strong body was losing weight bit by bit, and he was no longer the majestic little man he used to be.

He just fell asleep every day, occasionally opening his eyes to look at me, his eyes were unconscious, and then he quickly fell asleep again. When someone came in, I grabbed the railing and shook it hard, "Save him, save him!" But no one paid attention to my squeaking sound.

They just did the inspection coldly, occasionally poking Xiaoqiang's hard black shell with their pen rod, making a record, and then leaving.

That night, Xiaoqiang suddenly woke up from a coma, struggled to get up, and drank two sips of water. "Xiaoqiang," I called him gently, and Xiaoqiang heard it and turned his haggard face to look at me. He recognized me, his beloved wife. He dragged his huge hideous tumor, staggered over with effort, grabbed the iron cage with his hands, and looked at me through the wire.

I stretched out my little hand, but it was a little bit far away and couldn't reach his hand. He looked at me for a while and suddenly began to twitch violently.

I screamed at him, Xiaoqiang, Xiaoqiang, please hold on, don't die, don't leave me! Just like when the twitched, Xiaoqiang suddenly became quiet again. He lay softly on the edge of the cage, and there was no sound again. Someone walked in, fiddled with his body, opened the cage door and grabbed his tail, and took him out.

Through the iron cage, I stretched out my little hand and quietly waved goodbye to his soft and drooping body for the last time. Goodbye, Xiaoqiang, we will meet again. In a paradise of happiness without pain and suffering, we will get real freedom and happiness.

A few days after Xiaoqiang left me, I was caught, put it in a small iron cage, and walked out of the big room full of experimental scorpions. I knew in my heart that this was the first and last time I walked out of this large cell that imprisoned hundreds of my companions.

We walked into a place where the "Alchemy House" was written at the door. It was very warm, but not pleasant. There was a pungent smell of potions everywhere, and there were people wearing gray robes and cold-looking eyes everywhere. They were cold and without a trace of warm eyes, which scared me to tremble all over and instinctively hide in the corner of the iron cage.

The side door was opened, I was grabbed by one hand and dragged my tail out, and several beast tendons fixed my limbs on a small platform. When I turned my head, I was so scared that I was so scared that one of my companions had also pulled out six limbs, and a long knife cut on the abdomen. The bright red internal organs were all turned outside, and my eyes were still blinking. There was no one around, and the experiment had been completed and people were leaving. "But he is still alive," I screamed and groaned. Will I end up like this?

Ignoring my roar, a man in gray robe raised the needle and stabbed the needle into my skin without hesitation. A sharp stinging pain, and a cold potion slowly flowed into his body. Then the needle was pulled out and the experiment was done. I was taken out of the laboratory building again. My body was tired, my eyelids were heavy, and my breathing was burning. I curled up in a corner of the iron cage, tried to tie myself into a small ball, and fell asleep.
Chapter completed!