The sky was gray, as if it was covered with a layer of gauze and empty. A cardamom girl slowly opened her sleepy eyes. She had been sleeping for more than a hundred years. To be precise, this body had been dormant for more than a hundred years. The girl's hair was messy, her green almond-shaped eyes made her look childish, her eyes were dull and her vision was blurred by tears, her face was pale, she staggered up, her whole body was red. Looking around, she realized that she was in a mass grave. She had to understand her surroundings. She groped around on the ground and found pieces of broken chips. She didn't even hear the footsteps and was taken to the laboratory again. She was the only successful product in the experiment. The chip was forcibly inserted and placed in a monitoring room. She could no longer control herself. She hugged her head and cried, looking at the ground under the rooftop. She jumped down without hesitation. Suddenly, a broad and powerful arm caught her, "Madam, you must have the self-protection awareness of rare animals, otherwise, you will be taken to the laboratory again." His dangerous warning sounded.
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