I woke up from a weak consciousness, my mind went blank, and then countless memories swept through me, and I haven't recovered yet. The cold mechanical sound rang in my ears. Clone No. 122 Was ready. The whole-body examination was started. The function was not up to standard and was being destroyed automatically... I was a little confused until several mechanical knives stretched out towards me. I avoided it, but was still stabbed. I suddenly I understood something. I struggled desperately. In the confusion, I broke off a sharp knife. My memory was intermittent. I found that there seemed to be something like an engine in the middle. I gritted my teeth and thought about this hand. If I want to use it up, let it go. At least take a gamble.
Purpose: Self-salvation
