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It was not just her aura. Jiu Ming's thief-like eyes also spotted exceedingly fine, precise stitch marks on her body. The traces were so subtle that Wang Hai had probably never noticed them. Was this woman ruthless enough to do that to herself? Or had they been left behind after treatment for some severe injury?
"Her name is Mo Lian. Don't let her appearance fool you—she looks like a little girl, but she's actually not young at all. She's like this because she has conducted who knew how many special experiments on herself. ○" Wang Hai explained to Jiu Ming with considerable wariness. "There were even quite a few—no, an awful lot—of strictly regulated human experiments among them..."
"Hm? And you people didn't stop her?"
Wang Hai shrugged. "It was useless. That woman has an incredibly twisted personality, and besides, she never experimented on anyone else. She directly used her own body for modification, so she technically didn't break any rules. Even if we issued a ban, it would be useless. Who can guard against a thief for a thousand days?"
"Is that so?" Jiu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at her for quite a while. By the time Wang Hai began to find his gaze somewhat strange, he withdrew it. "No wonder her aura felt odd from the very beginning. If nothing unexpected happens, at most ten years..."
"What about ten years?"
"At most ten years before something happens to her. If her body doesn't collapse and kill her, then she may turn into another kind of monster." Jiu