The hatch of the legendary shadow organization that specializes in dealing with the toughest traitors and top-secret missions popped open automatically with a "chi" sound. There were no imaginary weapons or confidential documents inside, just a baby girl wrapped in a thick radiation-proof swaddle. The baby girl seemed to have just woken up and opened her eyes. Her pupils were not the normal black or brown, but glowed with a faint, mysterious purple fluorescence.
She neither cried nor fussed. Looking at Xie Chen who was covered in oil, she actually chuckled twice and spat out a saliva bubble from her little mouth.
Xie Chen's mind went blank. Weapon? That's it?
