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Chapter 195

In recent days, the cells in the juvenile detention center had all been opened. Those who were previously controlled by Jareth and his group were also freed.

Assigned to cook, the youths nervously looked around the prison, now empty of guards and instructors. Their hearts weighed down with fear as they worried about making mistakes.

Yet that evening, the tired boys, weary from setting up the electric fence, still managed to find trouble.

“You can’t even wash the dishes properly? They’re all sticky”

“You want me to eat this terrible thing?”

“Why hasn’t anyone picked up the plates? Move faster, or you’re gonna get it.”

Quinlyn sat among the chaos, watching them bully the weaker inmates while staying quiet. Others surrounded her, chatting cheerfully.

“Quinlyn, you’re a total genius. This is an awesome setup; we have a whole team of free workers at our command; one of them said.

With a mouthful of food, Quinlyn replied, “It’ll be even better once the electric fence is running

“Do you have any more tricks up your sleeve?”

Quinlyn smiled but didn’t respond. Meanwhile, the adults looked worried.

After three days of hard work, the electric fence was finally finished. The moment the power was turned on, the youths burst into cheers, celebrating their success.

But then, standing behind them, Quinlyn pulled out an electric baton. The sound of the baton hitting flesh went mostly unnoticed until five or six of them collapsed, which made the others realize what was happening.

They asked, “Damn it. Quinlyn, what are you doing?”

“Cleaning house,” she said coolly. Without hesitation, Quinlyn wielded the baton expertly. Even the elite soldiers from the 901 Military Base would struggle against her, let alone this group of moderately strong boys.

“Stop!” they cried out. Instantly, the cheers turned into screams of despair. The electric batons crackled as they knocked out more people.

around and saw the enslaved youths backing away in fear, while most of the girls were screaming loudly. Quinlyn grabbed burlap sacks and tossed them to the

enslaved youths exchanged confused glances, eyeing the rope, then the motionless boys,

the ones

hour later, the troublemakers were tied up and left on the cafeteria floor. “Quinlyn, what’s this about? Are you turning

simply nodded. “Yeah, you’re

all, they lacked a moral compass. They

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two lines. “The left side will be in charge

treated in such different ways. “Why should we listen to you?” a voice from the left asked.

looked at the speaker with calm confidence. “Because I am

response silenced the dissenter. In a world without adult supervision, violence was the law. Quinlyn was the strongest among them.

of dividing them is based on whether they

must work, while those forced into crime, even

toughest of the boys. Initially. they resisted and were unwilling to cooperate. “You can’t tell us what to

arm, dislocating his joint right in front of the others. She then moved on to the second, third, and fourth defiant boys. Screams echoed through the cafeteria once again.

reattached their arms and moved on to dislocate another. Then came the legs. Just the sight of Quinlyn approaching made everyone shake, and their

a nightmare. They were drenched in sweat, and

“Starting tonight, you will work. No sleep until your tasks

felt pain, their limbs were not swollen. Aside from the risk of dislocations from rough movements, they were still able

scrubbing the cafeteria floor, cleaning up the food they had

on the right line and assigned them to stay in a few

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were no guards, the loudspeakers in

the cleanliness; those

but now, with one command, everyone quickly filed out, barely

inmates from the right line, who had no tasks assigned, found themselves a bit lost as they