Cannon Fodder is a Master of Manipulation

"The convict has been sentenced to 30 years in prison."

"plug"

The judge slammed his gavel on the table. This voice, which determines the fate of a person, echoed in the courtroom, where only a few people were in, while a body that could not stand any longer collapsed to the ground.

So much so that the owner of this body, which was so weak and weak that her bones were almost visible, Bai Yulan, now 32 years old, was lying unconscious on the cold floor of the courtroom.

The girl's body, who was already extremely thin and thin due to the effect of not eating well for a long time, could not stand it anymore and eventually collapsed.

Her body looked desolate and desolate, like a kite with a broken string, so much so that the voice of the crowd gathered around her was already beginning to lose its clarity in Bai Yulan's ears. But her mind was surprisingly still clear.

'If I thought about my already miserable life, even I would not have guessed that I would end up like this. I haven't even had a chance to take the pain out of those people yet. I can't die like this. It can't end like this.'

Although she could no longer hear the sounds around her at all, she could sense her body being lifted and placed on a stretcher. But even if she was rushed to the hospital, it was impossible for her to wake up.

She knew this one wasn't like her other faintings. She was poisoned. She couldn't get away with it. Even if she survived, today's court sentenced her to 30 years in prison. Probably the people who poisoned her had arranged the whole show just in case she survived.

No matter how angry Bai Yulan felt, she had been able to suppress her emotions with the self-control of her studies all these years and was trying to hold on to the last bit of consciousness that remained.

She knew that if she lost consciousness, she would never wake up again. She couldn't die so easily. She had a ton of things in her past that she expected reckoning with. Moreover, she had never experienced anything that could be called good in her life.

Bai Yulan couldn't keep her consciousness any longer as the pain and suffering she had gone through all these years flashed before her eyes one by one. She sinks further into the darkness that wants to envelop her in front of her. The light that connected her to the world was getting smaller and smaller.

Finally, the darkness that covered her entire world had destroyed the last piece of light. A tear fell from Bai Yulan's left eye as she was lying on a stretcher in an ambulance in Canada as she completely lost consciousness.

It was the one and last tear that fell from the eyes of the girl who hadn't cried once in a long time. Her soul had left the body she was in at that moment, and her consciousness was plunged into eternal darkness. She left only one sentence that no one could hear.

'It can't end like this'

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Bai Yulan froze for a few seconds, opening her eyes to the sounds of people rushing around her, doors opening and closing, and chattering conversations.

'Why am I here!?'

Because the room she was in, and the bed she was currently lying on, was her room and bed in the Bai mansion in China, where she spent 25 years of her life.

Her room, decorated simply but with furniture that indicated luxury and expensiveness, and the white, silver-leaf bed on which she was now laying were exactly as she had remembered.

But she knew that after she was kicked out of the house at the age of 25, her room had already been vacated. And she remembers the last time she had passed out from poison in a courtroom in Canada. So now in China, besides, it was impossible for her to wake up in her old room.

'Everything is just as I remember it...all of this feels too real for a dream.'

Despite all this unusual situation, Bai Yulan's expression did not change for a moment. She was looking around with her newly awakened and calm eyes and trying to make sense of the possible reasons for this situation in her mind.

As she turned her head, the flow of thought in her head was interrupted for a second with her own figure in the mirror on her left.

Because her reflection in the mirror belonged to a beautiful girl, who was radiant with a bright light, who looked much more energetic than her body, which was bruised under her eyes, thin and pale as a garbage.

'This…'

This person was actually herself, but she was in his early 20s. As her hands swept over her smooth, white face, she became more and more certain that her skin structure belonged to her younger version.

Bai Yulan was exceedingly calm even when facing such a striking and shocking event, thanks to years of learning from a master in emotional management at a temple in India.

"Knock-knock"