You Have a New Job (Continued)

Xing stared at her troublesome mother for a moment, then sighed expressionlessly.

"Wait."

"Yay! Mommy loves you so much!"

Cocolia cheerfully made a peace sign, gave Anzu a kiss despite her disgusted look, and then watched Anzu walk towards the kitchen.

Speaking of these past few days, Xing and the other little cuties in the family seem to have been unusually compliant with me.

For example, she usually drinks no more than one cup of coffee a day, but these past few days, if she just begs and pleads, Xing will reluctantly give her another cup.

What's going on with this treatment? They seem to be deliberately taking care of her. What's the reason behind it?

If we could figure that out, would it be possible to reduce the daily coffee limit to three cups?

Cocolia stroked her chin, pondering, and slowly shifted her gaze to Iserin, whose face looked as if she had suddenly died.

"The defenses of the East Sea Base are nearly solid, and coupled with its geographical advantage of being isolated overseas, this will be the best place for you to realize your wildest ideas. Welcome to the East China Sea, my chief scientist."

"Um."

"Don't be so unhappy, I've prepared a gift for you! It's a really exciting gift that any scientist would be thrilled with. I'll take you to see it after we finish our coffee."

"I just hope they won't hold a gun to the back of my head and force me to my knees again."

Iserin's face was filled with lingering fear and helplessness, suggesting that there were many hidden secrets in their relationship.

Anna watched silently for a while, then reached up and tugged at her lips, indicating that she had closed the zipper around her mouth.

Her intuition told her that the information she was about to overhear would be another extremely important secret.

Lady Cocolia be more careful. I've only just been promoted from a regular staff member to Iron Pilot. Aren't you afraid that I'm a spy for Schicksal and will leak all the classified information?

"Well!"

The trust from the top leader is truly overwhelming and makes one feel both flattered and apprehensive.

Anna couldn't understand why Cocolia had been called along when she took Iserin to see the gifts in the deepest, most secret research facility in the base.

"Lady Cocolia, wouldn't you like to reconsider?"

"Stop talking nonsense. There might be some hard work later. You're strong, so just come along."

The big boss rolled his eyes, showing no regard for Anna as an outsider.

Anna was almost in tears.

Can we not do this? Back in the Schicksal era, not only did Archbishop Otto not trust me to this extent, but even the head of the Saniyat Family didn't!

As the apple of Saniyat's eye, Anna received a childhood education that combined the precious qualities of Kaslana and Saniyat, including sacrifice, dedication, fearlessness, and loyalty, which most modern people now scoff at.

Boss, with you doing this, it's hard for my loyal heart not to be pounding!

With a mix of trepidation and uncertainty, Anna followed the two into a massive door with an extremely complicated opening process. The scene that followed made her pupils shrink sharply.

"This... this is..."

Neatly arranged transparent liquid tanks with louvers floated one after another, each containing a white-haired beauty with identical appearance and figure. They were quiet and exquisitely beautiful, but the pale blue light emanating from the liquid tanks sent chills down one's spine.

Anna looked at Cocolia in disbelief, but no one paid any attention to her for the time being.

Iserin frowned, seemingly also somewhat resistant to this kind of human experimentation, and said softly:

"These are the Cecilia clones we stole from St. Freya's underground last time, the source of the Saniat Holy Blood?"

"Yes, they're all here. Unfortunately, the brain scan results show that none of them have self-awareness; they're all just zombies... Tsk! Otto's quite the character, putting his secret laboratory under his granddaughter's toys. If it weren't for a stroke of luck, probably no one would ever have known."

Cocolia tapped on a liquid tank, the crisp sound of her crystalline fingernails striking the transparent glass echoing in the quiet and spacious room.

Anna shivered violently.

"Did Archbishop Otto make these?"

"Otherwise what? They're all clones of La Signora. Cecilia. Who else could do so well and in so many ways if not him?"

"How... how could he..."

"Why not? Do you think fighting the Honkai is like an anime or TV series, where love and justice can solve everything? By the way, shouldn't you Saniyat be instilled with the idea of completely cooperating with Otto from a young age? Logically speaking, these clones might have already existed before Cecilia sacrificed La Signora, and she might even have known about them... However, the reason Anti-Entropy exists is precisely because some people can't accept this kind of bottomless madness."

Cocolia sighed with a complicated expression, as if recalling some terrible memory.

The rest of her mother-in-law clones are here.

After all, the power has been upgraded to the level of being able to replicate the Judgment-class. If the Saniat Holy Blood is needed, it can be replicated at any time, so there is no need to keep a bunch of nutrient tanks in the Theater of Domination.

Perfect, they can be used to explain some of the inventions that Iserin might come up with next.

At the same time, Otto should also be made to take the blame for what he should bear.

After all this, Anna is virtually impossible to defect and will never escape Cocolia's grasp again.

Anna looked visibly shaken, her teary eyes conveying her pain.

"I thought it was just that some darkness had to exist in the early days in order to catch up with the Honkai... but I didn't expect even Aunt Cecilia to be like this, and, moreover, I myself have never encountered anything like this before?"

Fool.

The reason I'm not contacting you is because you're not qualified!

The perfect Saniat Holy Blood had already been forged, and with exceptional beings like Durandal and Kiana already established, Otto wouldn't even glance at Saniyat with decent talent. He considered it a waste of time!

Cocolia and Iserin gave Anna a pitying look, then continued their one-woman show:

"Doctor, I'm entrusting these prototypes to you. What you do with them from now on is up to you."

"You're putting me in a difficult position. It doesn't feel right whether I destroy it or not. It's kind of pathetic."

"I said they have no self-awareness."

"Those are lives too!"

"Fine, I know Doctor. Iserin is kind. I'm the one who's wicked and deserves to die a horrible death, okay?"

"It's not necessary to say that. Although I was coerced by you to go to Siberia to do research back then, you were doing something worthwhile, and I don't care about vanity like fame. In most cases, you're actually a pretty good person."

Iserin looked sullen and spoke sullenly about her origins and background.

Cocolia spread her hands, a shameless smile that showed no remorse whatsoever.

Then Iserin turned to Anna, who was still questioning her existence, coughed lightly, and said:

"Ahem! Anna, you are a rare living Saniyat. From now on, please cooperate with my experiments from time to time. It's all for the future of human civilization. Don't worry, I will be very careful. Also, these are all clones of your aunt, so if you ever think of a suitable way to dispose of them, you can discuss it with me. I will try my best to cooperate with you."

"I... I'm a little confused right now."

"I understand. If word got out about this, most Valkyrie would probably waver, let alone you. So, let's..."

"Thump!"

With heavy dark circles under her eyes, Iserin collapsed to the ground halfway through her weak and feeble words, her index finger stubbornly pointing forward as if blood were spreading from its tip.

"Oh no! Doctor. Iserin has finally died suddenly!!!"