At this moment, D1, who had originally been placed on the table, opened her eyes.
Finally awake.
Lying inside the display cabinet, D1 slowly opened her eyes. The room before her looked somewhat old-fashioned. The cabinets against the walls were filled with all kinds of figurines—or rather, dolls. These dolls came in various styles, and most of them were exceptionally beautiful.
Apart from a very small number of male dolls, most of them looked like girls. Naturally, there were also some little girls and younger-looking dolls.
Taken as a whole, it gave off a somewhat uncanny valley feeling.
D1 sensed the state of the Mystic Thread and confirmed that it had recovered. Still, she felt somewhat helpless. From entering the rift until falling unconscious, her clone had experienced a severe sense of unease for the first time.
Perhaps it meant that this world contained a power on a higher level than hers.
"Fortunately, nothing major happened this time, but I still need to be vigilant. Maybe I should give all my clones some kind of warning mechanism. For example, if they fall into an enemy's hands, they can self-destruct even if I lose consciousness."
To Ye Qian, losing a clone was not an especially terrible matter. She would have enough time and opportunities in the future to create more individuals. But if such cute girls fell into the hands of bad people and something happened to them, that was absolutely unacceptable.
Although nothing had happened, she still had to prepare for the worst, right? To protect herself, she needed to take precautions.
There were two possible choices for self-destruction.
The first was to rely on items.
The second was to preset a suitable skill.
For example, the self-destruction ability possessed by a certain Battle Miss could actually be prepared in