Revival

Only a faint glimmer lit the depths of the cavern. Countless stalactites dotted the darkness, casting grotesque shadows, while countless tiny green eyes floated densely in the air.

Before a massive display screen, Bliss operated her Sister Eye system, using the Final Machine to examine Su Ming's body.

Su Ming was strapped to a high-tech operating table some distance away. He had already fallen unconscious, while probes moved back and forth across his body, scanning him.

"His condition is unprecedented," Bliss quietly told Cindy beside her. She stopped what she was doing and leaned back against the bat-shaped chair, deep in thought.

Cindy held a cigarette between her lips and silently watched the data on the screen. Even though she did not know much about medicine, she could tell these were the physical readings of an ordinary man. More precisely, this body was even slightly malnourished.

But these absolutely should not have been the readings of a Super Soldier like Deathstroke.

"I didn't rescue the wrong person," Cindy said firmly.

Bliss remained expressionless, the corners of her mouth turned downward. "You didn't. I don't know how he did it, but his Tenth Metal skeleton is still there."

Cindy exhaled a stream of smoke and said lightly, "We need to heal him. He still has to pay my fee."

"I'm trying to figure that out." Bliss propped her chin on her fist and looked at the long string of data concerning his skeleton. "His skull protects his brain exceptionally well. The energy of Tenth Metal is nearly the upper limit of the universe. In other words, his original consciousness should still be inside his brain."

"Then we'll awaken his consciousness first and see what his own plan is." Cindy nodded, agreeing with her. Since his brain had been preserved so well,