"Is that the name of the girl from earlier?" the Fisherman couldn't help asking.
"A girl? What girl?" Yano froze, his gaze instinctively sweeping over the dazed Hunters.
There were indeed women among those Hunters, but they were all in their thirties or forties. Women in that age range really shouldn't be called "girls"...
"There, see?" The Fisherman pointed at the mummified corpse lying atop the pile of bones.
"Ah... this person must have been dead for a long time, right?" Yano asked doubtfully. "Strange. Why have all the other corpses been reduced to bare bones, while this one's body tissue was preserved through desiccation? Could there be something special about her?"
"Three minutes ago, that mummy was a living, breathing beautiful girl." The Fisherman pointed at the shattered tank hanging in midair. "She was soaking in that tank, but then, for some reason, it suddenly cracked. She fell out and turned into this in just a few seconds."
"That tank... is a CL Model 08 Life Support Device!" Yano narrowed his eyes. "No, it's a Model 06... The Model 08 was still in the prototype stage back then. By the time it entered mass production, Nameless Island had long been abandoned... Her sudden death may have been caused by damage to the life support device..."
"Even so, she shouldn't have gone from a fresh, living person to a mummy in one second, right?" The Fisherman clicked his tongue. "Besides, that life support device or whatever—it seemed to already be broken when we came in. All those cables and pipes underneath had been cut long ago."
"Actually, even if the life support device had remained intact, it would have been unusable after more than a hundred years." Yano walked up to the bone pile and solemnly examined the mummy. "These