Two Choices for You.

After suffering severe damage, the Silver Army clones would develop serious memory problems—either losing their memories or falling into the dying-stage flashbacks before death.

Clearly, Cui Ji was reliving that experience once more as her consciousness drifted in and out.

The sisters' laughter and chatter, the desperate battles in the Hollows, being found by the Hollow Raider after all four limbs had been severed, being passed around several times as a vase girl, having her eyes removed, and being disemboweled.

"Big sister! Big sister!" Cui Ji's consciousness struggled between life and death. Suddenly, she sensed a voice calling to her from the outside. She tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt as heavy as lead.

"Brainwave background rhythms are transitioning from delta waves to theta waves. Theta: 42%; alpha: 18%..."

"Heart rate: seventy-two beats per minute, rising to seventy-nine. Blood pressure: ninety-six over sixty-two, stabilizing."

A cool, clear voice rang out. Cui Ji struggled to open her eyes a slit. The shadowless lamp above her cast a white glow, while her vision remained blurry and swaying.

She could only vaguely make out two figures:

One had long white hair—probably that idiot, Girl A.

And the other?

Long green hair... Was there someone like that in the research institute?

"Hmm, not bad! After painful stimulation, the mismatch negativity latency is 178 milliseconds." Mobius glanced at Cui Ji and nodded slightly.

"A... What happened to me?"

"Big sister, you're awake!"

"You have fifteen minutes to catch up. Then bring her to my office."

Mobius interrupted the impending display of "sisterly affection." She picked up the tablet resting to one side, turned around, and left the room.

"Cloning technology, organ trafficking, human modification?"

In Cui Ji's office, Mobius idly swiped through the tablet with one hand while rhythmically tapping the