Tough Will
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Inside a storage shed in a kindergarten, Lu Zimei was in a strange position. She was sweating and her skin was red.
"I can't do it..." Lu Zimei was lying on the floor, gasping.
She felt like her bones were going to fall apart. Her muscles were sore. If she moved, she'd feel like she was getting stung by needles.
After she signed that unfair contract, her sad life began. She had to do whatever Bao'er told her to do.
Bao'er told her that this was a strong geno art. Bao'er watched her practice, but she felt as if it was more like torture. It was a very painful process.
"It is okay if you do not wish to learn it, and the debt you have..." Bao'er was sitting atop a plank of wood. In her fat hand, she clasped many contractual papers.
Lu Zimei saw all those papers, and then she gritted her teeth and continued the horrible geno art that Bao'er was supposedly teaching her.