Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 353 - 174 Her Twenty-Seven Years_2

Chapter 353: Chapter 174 Her Twenty-Seven Years_2

The elderly man threw a stack of paper documents at Shen Qionglin’s feet.

Shen Qionglin pushed up her glasses that were still in place at the time and said calmly,

"You may not value my research achievements, but I must make it clear that only I can uncover the secrets of Spirit Cultivators. You know, I am the sole surviving achievement of the Divine Domain project."

Having said that, she shrugged her shoulders, placed her hands in her lab coat pockets, turned, and left the church building. She was taken into a troop carrier.

Shen Qionglin had waited in the laboratory for about half a day when she received orders to relocate the entire lab to Iron Wall Castle.

She didn’t say anything.

Although she very much wanted to visit her brother before departing, she ultimately turned and walked away.

Having no ties is the best protection.

After Shen Qionglin arrived at Iron Wall, her memories were all the same: day and night research, no longer caring about any news from afar, and three years later she conducted, designed by herself, endured great pain, and completed a new type of infusion experiment.

Wang Jixuan, after reading the first segment, was more impressed by Shen Qionglin’s strong character and the incompetence of the Six Elders.

The relationship between the Six Elders and Spirit Cultivators Number One, Two, and Three was very subtle, more like a collaboration.

The Six Elders organized several research teams to study parts of the technology provided by the Spirit Cultivators, with Shen Qionglin as one of the participants.

The Six Elders were a failure; they couldn’t even control their own turf.

The Spirit Cultivators were also a failure; they couldn’t even manage their own Advanced Spiritual Slaves.

Wang Jixuan continued to trace back through Shen Qionglin’s memories and saw her experience at the age of fourteen.

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At that time, Shen Qionglin’s family was going through their most difficult period. Her elder sister had not yet passed her researcher examination, and after their father died, the family moved from an upscale community to the edge of a slum.

At that time, Shen Qionglin didn’t yet display her "talent"; she was in a state of dementia, living a mechanical life every day.

In that narrow single dormitory, a family of four barely made ends meet.

Her mother’s jobs changed over and over, bringing home fewer and fewer provisions.

Shen Qionglin never went out to work, the furthest she ventured from home being the communal toilet shared with dozens of households in the corridor.

Due to malnutrition and her childhood experiences, Shen Qionglin entered puberty at fourteen.

At this time, her mother and elder sister became very anxious and strictly restricted Shen Qionglin’s outings. — They felt that with her impaired intelligence, she could easily be taken advantage of by malicious people if she strayed from their sight.

This lifestyle had already continued for several years.

While Wang Jixuan read through Shen Qionglin’s memories, he saw... many images.

Back then, Shen Qionglin wasn’t stupid; rather, she could not distinguish between fantasy and reality, and she was hopelessly engrossed in a world of fantasy.

That world was bizarre, with the evolution of stars, the birth of life, the mysteries of Blade Beasts’ anatomy, and countless twinkling stars.

What dragged Shen Qionglin out of this fantasy was an accident.

It happened on the third night after she turned fourteen. Two drunk thugs followed her sister home from school and pinned her down at their front door, attempting to assault her.

This was hardly an unusual occurrence in the slums.

Her sister struggled fiercely; their mother, who heard the noise inside the house, rushed out but was easily knocked down by the thugs.

Her younger brother hid under the bed, covering his mouth, not daring to make a sound, but Shen Qionglin, as if awakened from a dream, watched the scene through a window for a while and saw her sister and mother’s clothes being torn.

The neighbors closed their doors and windows tight;

A kind-hearted person pressed the alarm bell.

The myriad fantasies in Shen Qionglin’s mind suddenly exploded; she painfully clutched her head, grimaced, and screamed, dragging out the only kitchen knife from home, flung open the door, and charged out.

She screamed loudly, and the two thugs groaned, beginning to feel dizzy.

It was a very weak telekinesis, but it was enough to handle ordinary people!

Shen Qionglin charged forward with the kitchen knife, and the blade tore through the thug’s shoulder, splashing blood on her face!

The attacked thug, rather than becoming enraged, fell into inexplicable fear and constantly shouted as he ran away.

Her mother and sister together managed to drive away the other person, pulled Shen Qionglin back to the room, and shakily locked the door, the three women hugging and crying together.

Shen Qionglin didn’t cry; she just raised her hand and wiped her cheek.

’Ah, I’m still alive.’

After that incident, Shen Qionglin quickly returned to normal, her emotions stabilized, and her thoughts became sharp; except for not smiling, she was no different from a normal person.

She borrowed a vast number of books and research materials from her sister, and in one year, she self-studied what others might not accomplish in over a decade.

Her first experimental achievement was given to her sister, helping her sister successfully enter a research institute.

The family moved back to an upscale community and enjoyed the protection of Spiritual Ability Users.

After that, everything took its natural course.

Shen Qionglin utilized various exams to debut as a Genius Girl in Spiritual Ability City and was selected by the Six Elders to participate in secret project research, quickly fading from the public eye in Spiritual Ability City.

Wang Jixuan kept tracing forward through Shen Qionglin’s memories.

He was very interested in why Shen Qionglin had been unable to break free from her fantasies.

Soon, two big words appeared in Shen Qionglin’s memory.

[Divine Domain].

That year, Shen Qionglin was seven.

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’Dad, where are we going?’

’Linlin, Dad is taking you to a really fun place.’

The middle-aged man took young Shen Qionglin’s hand and led her into the underground laboratory.

The scene changed, and Shen Qionglin swapped her princess dress for a small-sized aseptic hospital gown, bare-headed.