For the mermaids who have lived in the research institute since childhood, "home" itself is a very abstract and difficult to understand word. However, when they heard the voice of the silver-haired mermaid, many of them were deeply touched.
Although the material conditions in the institute are good, they have to endure the fear of being pushed onto the experimental table every day. This "death" that may come at any time is often more tragic than becoming an experimental subject from birth.
After all, noble mermaids like Mias are only a minority. Unless they have excellent bloodlines or are favored by some big shot, every artificial mermaid is just a "private product" of the research institute after birth.
One man's meat is another man's poison. Some people think that this worry-free life in a greenhouse is heaven, while naturally some people think that this life of fear is hell. After only a few dozen seconds, the mermaids who had turned into fish tails and floated in the artificial seawater unconsciously and silently split into two sides.
------There were only a handful of mermaids willing to leave, most of them were injured and looked like they had just escaped from an underground laboratory;
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