The "source" of the collapsing screams overlapped with the earlier incident.
It was the first injured person—the rather beautiful-looking female "Clone."
She had collapsed unconscious earlier, and now that the transfer vehicle had arrived, she was being sent to the hospital. But somehow, she had woken with a start, leapt down from the transfer vehicle, and struggled madly.
"I won't go! I won't go!
"My head's broken! The skin's broken!"
What the hell?
The female Clone was in a deranged state, but she had no real strength. She was quickly restrained, given a sedative, and sent back onto the vehicle.
However, the transfer vehicle also stayed where it was and did not leave for the time being.
Because those who needed transfer were probably no longer limited to just one person.
At this moment, the atmosphere around the Residential District became even stranger. Whether normal people or Clones, everyone was inevitably shaken by this sudden turn of events.
Another disturbance broke out behind them. Someone broke away from the line and ran toward the depths of the Residential District.
With that person taking the lead, several others did the same, but surveillance spotted them, and the action team swiftly brought them under control and took them into custody.
Without a doubt, these were several more Clones.
Two accidents in a row, even if both were quickly brought under control, had pushed the tension here to the point where the order seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
Some people, especially Clones, froze where they stood. They let the action team members bark at them, not daring to resist, yet not daring to move forward either, as if they were being sent to the execution ground.
Some really did go weak at the knees and could not even stand. Others