ATPnovel Chapter 393: Cold Fire_1
Chapter 393: Cold Fire_1
Chapter 393: Chapter 393: Cold Fire_1"Bai Zhu, take a look at this."
On the last page of the report on "Subject A," Medea found something unusual, the judgment was odd; the biopharmaceutical company’s conclusion was "presumed dead."
This was a detail only insiders would notice when reading closely.
"Presumed dead? Is there a problem?"
"For patients with Polick Spiritual Energy Syndrome, they are often most valuable to the company after death. According to normal procedures, they would dissect the bodies posthumously and thoroughly examine changes in all data."
Although the report suggested that "Subject A" was no different from other patients, the company had invested a considerable amount of re
Meanwhile, he received a text message from Bai Zhu.
It mentioned the fire at the Twin Flowers prosthetic hospital and a brief report on the fire.
Man Sheng Biopharmaceutical ultimately did not find the body of "Subject A" after the fire, and three days later, on the day Fengling completed her familial trial, the brief report on the fire and the saber were returned to her family.
This was the only relic found at the scene by the company.
Childhood is not always happy.
At least for Fengling and the "Guardian Spirit" in front of her, this was the case.
Combining the fire brief sent by Dr. Bai Zhu, Song Lan completed the final piece of the puzzle of truth—the body of the "Guardian Spirit" had perished in the fire, yet it had somehow attached itself to the sword in a manner similar to Elmon.
In some way, it continuously transferred the drug’s side effects away from Fengling, transforming her into what she was now.
Thus, Fengling became a genetic miracle in the eyes of the biopharmaceutical company.
Song Lan could imagine the extent of their excitement if the company uncovered this secret; it would open the doors to a new world for them. They would gather all the children afflicted with Polick Spiritual Energy Syndrome, mass-producing this "genetic miracle."
As for Fengling herself, not remembering seemed to be the best outcome.
"You don’t want her to remember," Song Lan said.
The "Guardian Spirit" nodded, and this time, she didn’t need to carve any words on the ground.
"But she has sensed it," he continued.
The blank spaces in her memory were the sole reason driving Fengling to the Seventeenth District, and what’s worse, the "Guardian Spirit" wasn’t the only keeper of this secret. Sooner or later, when the company picked up on the clues, they would inevitably learn the full details from someone else.
By unnaturally requesting a Review Meeting and setting off for the Seventeenth District, Fengling had personally unveiled a corner of the secret.
"You don’t want her to see you?" Song Lan asked.
Almost instinctively, the "Guardian Spirit" nodded vigorously, but the action didn’t last long. Confusion flickered in her crimson eyes, and then she slightly shook her head.
"I understand," he said.
Song Lan picked up the fire axe, feeling the need to leave this haunted place, cold as an ice cellar.
The world had always been cold.
Including now, and if he stayed here any longer, he was bound to catch a cold, being just a clerical staff member, naturally not comparable to the weapons created by the biopharmaceutical company.
"But I can assure you of one thing at the very least, the Seventeenth District is safe," Song Lan said.
The "Guardian Spirit" cocked her head, looking even more puzzled at Song Lan.
For a long time, she had encountered someone who could perceive her existence and communicate with her for the first time, yet he was more bizarre than anyone else, clad in a hazard suit that covered his whole body, a gas mask on his face, and holding a fire axe, neither his attire nor his aura of this world.
Song Lan approached the entrance to the rooftop. Frost covered the safety door’s window, and strokes slowly appeared in it. He patiently waited for these strokes to form a complete sentence.
"Who are you?" the frost asked.
"I’m just an ordinary clerical staff member," he replied.