Teresi smiled and nodded toward the newly mutated Overseer.
The Overseer walked over to Prescott, picked up an ice chip the size of a pinky nail from the ground. Inside was a small piece of Jeff's frozen flesh. He carefully sniffed it with his nose, while blue light shone from his eyes as though he were scanning something.
Three seconds later, the Overseer tossed away the ice chip. His body trembled, and he actually transformed into Jeff's appearance!!!
Rodney's eyes widened. Summoning his courage, he walked over to the Overseer and carefully examined the transformed Jeff. He was identical—like he had been cast from the same mold!
"President Rodney, why are you circling around me? The way you're looking at me makes me very uncomfortable. What, have you seen a ghost?" Jeff frowned deeply. Though he was a mercenary hired by Rodney, there was not the slightest hint of respect in his words. His unruly attitude made him seem more like some spoiled young master.
Rodney was even more stunned. He looked at Donahue. "Not only does he look exactly the same—even his manner of speaking, that attitude of not taking me seriously, is exactly the same. Lord Teresi, when did you... when did you become involved with the Zerg..." Halfway through his question, Rodney abruptly stopped. He looked at Jeff, and a terrifying thought immediately sprang into his mind. His entire body stiffened in an instant.
Teresi saw through Rodney's thoughts at a glance and sneered. "Don't worry. I am Teresi, the genuine article. I am absolutely not an Overseer imitation. President Rodney, think about it. The military is full of powerful people. No matter how outstanding an Overseer's imitation ability may be, fake is still fake. It might fool a DNA verification machine, but it cannot fool the