Seeing that countless bullets were about to shoot her into a sieve, Zijing's eyes turned black and white. The dark portal in front of her opened, and bullets shot in. Then they shot out from behind the white coats and the guards, killing everyone on the spot.

Glancing at the little girls staring at her blankly, Zijing thought for a moment and said, "You can go out now and find your true freedom."

After saying that, he didn't care about the girls' reactions behind him, he tore open the illusion and left.

"..."

Another new illusion.

Zijing really couldn't understand that guy's intention. He didn't pose any threat, but he didn't let him leave and insisted on staying here.

What, you want to bore him to death?

Zijing looked at herself. She was still wearing the familiar thin white clothes, and the surroundings were still the familiar cell, but it was obviously not the same one as before.

There were no other girls locked up with him, and he was in a single room now... What memory of that guy was this?

Zijing didn't want to accompany him anymore and was about to tear apart this illusion and go out, but at this moment, she heard footsteps outside the door, adults' scolding, and... the crying of girls.

"..."

Zijing narrowed his eyes, and without waiting for the people outside to come in, he kicked open the cell door and stared at the researcher outside who was about to throw the young girl experimental subjects in.

"Come quickly..."

Without waiting for him to speak, Zijing wiped his neck directly to prevent him from shouting again - if you have died once, just shut up and be quiet.

Amethyst heard the screams and sobs of girls. She looked over and found that the girls who had just arrived were frightened by her ruthlessness.

Even though it was just an illusion, Amethyst would not be so cruel as to attack the little girls.

But regardless of the cost, they attracted the guards in the laboratory, who shot at Amethyst and the girls without mercy.

Zijing could have ignored them and torn open the illusion and left, but after looking at the little "NPCs" behind him, he decided to play with them first.

The bullet was returned by Amethyst using [space] to clear all obstacles, but then the entire laboratory sounded a shrill alarm and lit up red light. The passage where Amethyst and the girls were was cut off by iron gates on both sides, and an unknown green gas seeped out from the gap.

poison gas.

Zijing covered the girls with [Space] and tapped the wall. Suddenly a [Passage] opened up and took them away from the place where they would die if they stayed there for another half a second.

The destination of that [passage] was random, because Zijing didn't choose it specifically, and when he brought the girls out, they had already arrived at an operating room somewhere.

There were several busy researchers inside, who seemed to have not heard the alarm outside and were preparing to conduct experiments on a subject on the operating table.

"who?!"

The arrival of Amethyst and the girls attracted the attention of the researchers. Someone immediately shouted, but soon all was quiet.

The girls stared with their eyes wide open, covering their mouths as they watched the scene in front of them—the researchers who were originally alive were cut into pieces in an instant, and the entire operating room was covered with blood.

"..."

Zijing was also a little dazed. She looked at her palms and reflected internally.

Am I a little bit irritable?

For some reason, he couldn't suppress the murderous intent in his heart towards these researchers in white coats... No, except for the young girls in the Babylon Laboratory, he had no good feelings towards anyone in this entire laboratory.

Amethyst shook her head and walked towards the operating table in the center, meeting the eyes of a familiar purple-haired girl.

Long purple hair, golden eyes, and a face that still retains innocence... the future Second Herrscher, a little girl called Sirin.

Now her hands and feet were tied up, and she was spread out on the operating table, with tears in her eyes. She was not only frightened by the bloody scene, but also because she was suddenly tied to the operating table by the scary adults.

If Amethyst had not arrived in time, she would have been tortured by the researchers even in her memories.

The human body of the Second Herrscher...

Zijing didn't expect to see her here. Although she had already learned all the information about the birth of the Second Herrscher through the materials, she was still touched after seeing it with her own eyes.

Amethyst untied the restraints on Xilin, and the girl immediately jumped off the operating table, looked at Amethyst cautiously, and then ran to her friends.

Seeing the purple-haired girl hugging several girls who were still kept in the dark and crying loudly, Zijing's heart softened. For a moment, she no longer had the thought of leaving. She just wanted to quietly watch the girls in front of her.

But Amethyst, who was immersed in it unconsciously, did not notice that on the smooth wall that reflected his appearance in the illusion, the face that originally belonged to the young Herrscher was slowly changing and turning into his original appearance in reality as Amethyst.

Then there was another wave of fluctuations.

The face turned into a face that Amethyst had seen countless times in the Moth organization.

……

Tick-tick-tick———

In a dark and unfamiliar laboratory, the black-haired boy could only hear the regular sounds of the instruments.

He walked forward slowly, his eyes cast on the incubator beside him that was emitting a faint light. Several white-haired girls who looked exactly the same were sleeping quietly inside.

They were wearing only a large, light white shirt, floating in the slightly yellowed culture medium with their eyes closed, like sleeping beauties.

But the boy had already seen that, except for the ninth one, the rest of the girls were already dead.

This is an important memory of "me", and the reason why it is so memorable...

The young man used his power to open a hole in the ninth culture chamber, allowing the girl, who was still breathing and struggling in her sleep, to flow out with the culture fluid and fall to the ground.

The boy looked at her and recognized that this person was the girl named Theresa in the future who had improper thoughts about "me".

Is this our first meeting?

The boy took off his clothes and draped them over the girl's lying body, then left the laboratory and left this layer of the [past].

After stepping out of the laboratory door, the boy walked out of a bedroom door. He saw Theresa standing on tiptoe and trying hard to learn how to cook. She seemed to have heard the movement behind her. She turned around and saw a familiar person. A smile immediately broke out on her face: "Jing, are you awake? Wait a little longer, the food will be ready soon!"

"...too much oil."

The young man spoke calmly, and the next moment, a loud "bang" was heard in the kitchen, followed by a pungent smell of oil smoke.