Lin Sanjiu looked down at Sesa Cake and remained silent for a while.
When she pieced together the clues and recalled the tone and language used by "Sesa Cake" earlier, the differences beca clear: although the bearded man controlled Sesa Cake's body via soul projection, he couldn't change his own way of speaking. That realization ca to her only after she noticed a series of clues. If the grand prize were in her place, he would probably have realized that soone had switched with Sesa Cake after the second sentence.
"Now, what should I do with you?" she whispered, mostly talking to herself. "I thought you had a way to protect your organs, but now you are of no use... Unless you can tell about the Munitions Factory?"
On this matter, Ya Jiang was completely clueless—he had only overheard bits and pieces of information and hadn't been to the Twelve Worlds Centrum for a long ti. He didn't even know why the Munitions Factory had stopped production. "I asked people about it, and they didn't know either. How could you bla ?" he muttered.
"Sesa Cake" hung her head, taking a deep breath after a while.
"We only t for a few minutes, so I thought you had already forgotten about ," he said calmly.
"It's rare to see people traveling together during the doomsday," Lin Sanjiu said, glancing at Bohemia in the distance. "I actually don't dislike Sesa Cake."
Even if the woman had tried to deceive Lin Sanjiu into the lava, it was a survival tactic she had developed within this world's frawork—just like wild animals hunting for prey; she couldn't be called innocent, but she couldn't be called evil either. Harming others required only selfishness, but helping others required great courage. Lin Sanjiu had always admired the courageous.
"I don't dislike her either. I really like her personality and how she treats others." The face of Sesa Cake lifted, but the expression belonged to soone else. When he smiled slightly, the freckles were like little stars sprinkled on his skin. "But I don't think I need to explain what happened between us."
What else could have happened? Probably just so old stories that people were tired of seeing and hearing. Regardless of the world's destruction or gaining evolving abilities, so things woven together with genes would never leave the stage.
"Sesa Cake" stopped there, not wanting to delve deeper. It was as if he was guarding sothing that belonged to him and Sesa Cake, unwilling to show more to outsiders.
"Tell about the Munitions Factory."
"Before we ca to this world, we did a lot of research and spent a lot of money to buy one of the last batches of products from the Munitions Factory..." He paused slightly when he reached that point, as if his thoughts drifted back to the ti they made preparations together. Lin Sanjiu didn't rush him and waited for a while before he continued. "At that ti, soul projection had been launched for quite so ti. At least several months, I think. During that ti, there was no news from the Munitions Factory. I an, no official news. There were all kinds of miscellaneous rumors and whispers, like all the Munitions Factory researchers had died, or soone stole their important assets. I thought it wasn't worth listening to."
Lin Sanjiu recalled the giant Erudite composed of tal bones rapidly climbing on the wall.
"I don't really know if soul projection was the last work of the Munitions Factory. I rember when I bought it, the seller told I got a great deal. He warned to take good care of this thing and, if I had extra money, to quickly collect more items produced by the Munitions Factory. He said the Munitions Factory hadn't produced new items for a long ti, and it might not produce any in the future. I asked him why, thinking he was trying to sell off so inventory and just using a scare tactic."
"Sesa Cake" paused, looking down at his own feet under their gaze, and continued, "The seller said that sothing strange happened at the Munitions Factory's branch in Heaven Underworld. People from other Twelve Worlds branches were unknowingly infected during a gathering."
Lin Sanjiu never expected to hear this word. "Infected? Like a viral infection?"
"Sesa Cake" also seed puzzled. "I thought it was a strange term too, but that's what the seller said. If it was a viral infection, I haven't heard anything about it in Heaven Underworld. The seller didn't know much more either."
He glanced at Ya Jiang and said, "Maybe we all heard the sa rumor."
The so-called "where there's smoke, there's fire." Even if the Munitions Factory wasn't actually infected, one thing was certain—the Munitions Factory has not released any new product to this day. That ant sothing must have happened after she left. Lin Sanjiu hesitated for a mont.
Besides her, there was one other person at the Munitions Factory during the incident, and that person might even know more than her. Fortunately, she had a way to contact that person, but she would rather avoid using [eBay] if she could, so as not to involve Gong Daoyi.
At the mont, the issue with the Munitions Factory, or rather Silvan, was not the most urgent matter. Lin Sanjiu glanced at Bohemia, who was already turning back, and sighed, saying to "Sesa Cake," "What do you want to do with you?"
This man was still in Sesa Cake's body though he had been caught, which indicated that he might need to fulfill certain conditions in order to leave. Lin Sanjiu thought for a mont and felt that she shouldn't be the one to decide this man's fate. If anyone had the right to decide, it should be Sesa Cake, who probably couldn't make a decision.
While the person on the ground remained silent, Ya Jiang hesitated and raised his hand.
Lin Sanjiu's head ached. "What do you have to say?"
Ya Jiang rubbed his hands together and circled around the two of them before asking, "Why do you both talk as if there is no hope left for this woman?"
Lin Sanjiu was taken aback.
"She's just had all her organs taken out," Ya Jiang explained matter-of-factly, "but as long as the organs are put back in, she can still survive, right? Mister," he gestured towards the woman on the ground, "if you feel so guilty, why don't you ask an NPC to put her organs back?"
This hospital had too many unspoken rules. Lin Sanjiu wiped her face and couldn't help but glance at the horrifying form of Wushi Ming nearby. "NPCs can put organs back?"
"Sesa Cake" looked up and suddenly forced a bitter smile. "I dare not," he murmured. "Most of her organs are still here... but I dare not. Compared to what might happen after she is resurrected... I'd rather live in guilt."
After saying this, he fell into silence. In the distance, only Bohemia's unrestrained footsteps and the jingling of the fragnts on her body sounded as she approached them. Lin Sanjiu nodded to her and turned to ask Ya Jiang, "Do you know anything about soul projection? How can he return to his own body?"
"It seems like he has to walk back to his body," Ya Jiang said, looking uncertainly at "Sesa Cake." "Right?"
The latter didn't react at all.
At this mont, Bohemia was only about ten steps away from them, and Lin Sanjiu could clearly see her face turning red with excitent—probably from earning many points through bone marrow donations. Lin Sanjiu quickly pondered in her mind and turned to Ya Jiang, instructing, "We still have sothing to do. Bohemia has changed rooms, and I will have her give you the key. If you need a safe place to hide, you can stay in her room temporarily." With several steps of distance between them, Bohemia's expression fell. Lin Sanjiu glanced at her and continued, "Since you are more familiar with soul projection... when we co back, can you find out where his body is?"
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