"Don't go!"
Duàn Chén gritted his teeth.
He reached out and grabbed the person who was about to go.
"Don't go."
Jūn Cì's expression was extremely grim.
But glancing back at the submerged figure, he gritted his teeth and dragged his other teammates away.
They couldn't go.
If they went, there was a high chance they wouldn't be able to return.
They couldn't sacrifice their teammates' lives for themselves, only to fill in more later.
They fled in disarray, only realizing there were no pursuers behind them when they reached a secluded spot.
Jūn Cì gritted his teeth fiercely.
"What do we do?"
Duàn Chén patted Jūn Cì's arm.
He spoke to comfort him.
"Don't forget, Xi'er's abilities are very special. Even if she's captured, she probably won't be killed immediately. Even if her body is dismembered, it should be fine."
"As long as there are replacement organs."
Duàn Chén had guessed Xi'er's physical characteristics from the very beginning.
That's why he was the most composed person when he saw Xi'er being captured.
Of course, he was also very shocked and panicked in his heart.
But he forcefully suppressed it.
To avoid disturbing his own and his teammates' state of mind.
Arriving at this quiet place, he looked up and saw that they were right in front of the gorilla enclosure.
Jūn Cì gently placed Qín Nán Yuān, who was swaying precariously on his back, down.
He looked at Duàn Chén, whose expression kept changing, and asked,
"Do you already have an idea in mind?"
Duàn Chén nodded.
"That's right, I have an idea."
"I plan to go back and save Xi'er."
He still couldn't calm down.
Or rather, he couldn't bear to abandon Xi'er alone, even if he knew she wouldn't die.
...
Xi'er was calmly surrounded by a group of people in red uniforms. Her large eyes saw her teammates' backs as they frantically fled.
She didn't feel abandoned.
Nor did she feel that there was anything wrong.
She didn't even have any other negative thoughts.
She simply calmly accepted the fact that she was being dismembered.
She felt nothing at all.
It had been a long, long time.
So long that she felt used to it.
It was just being dismembered.
It was just being abandoned.
Nothing was wrong.
Her thigh was being torn off.
Her arm was also being ripped apart.
But it wasn't blood that flowed out.
There wouldn't be any problems... one day someone would come here and put her back together.
The shouts of the staff members echoed in her ears. Xi'er's head rolled to the side, her eyes wide open, staring at the sky.
Suddenly.
She heard hurried footsteps.
Xi'er couldn't turn her head, but she could easily identify them as Duàn Chén's footsteps.
She didn't know why, but a strange feeling suddenly welled up in her heart.
Was she not abandoned?
Was she not left behind?
But what did it matter?
She was just a medical machine that was created.
Her life was insignificant.
Let alone whether she was abandoned.
Duàn Chén's vision went black when he saw Xi'er's dismembered corpse.
When he saw her head lying alone on the ground, her eyes slowly blinking, his heart suddenly relaxed.
He immediately said sternly to Jūn Cì,
"You go over there."
"Lure all these staff members away."
"Can you do it?"
Jūn Cì nodded vigorously.
"Don't worry, it's no problem at all."
He directly rushed into the crowd of staff members, not bothering to conceal his presence.
Xi'er, who was already dead but still had a clear life force, naturally attracted these staff members because they were already frenzied.
But the more vibrant Jūn Cì was even more attractive.
All the staff members swarmed towards Jūn Cì.
Jūn Cì narrowly dodged every hand and foot extended towards him, his feet nearly on fire wheels as he fled.
As he ran, he shouted into their mental communication.
"Damn it, I'm putting in so much effort this time. If I can't put this person back together, I'll settle the score with you when I get back."
The fact that he could curse loudly indicated how critical his situation was.
A hint of warmth flickered in Duàn Chén's eyes. Then, without delay, he immediately ran to Xi'er's side.
Without a word, he began to gather the scattered pieces on the ground.
Then, he looked on in exasperation.
"How am I supposed to put this together?"
"..."
Xi'er opened her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound.
Because she had no vocal cords.
"..." Duàn Chén was speechless for a moment.
His tense mood was relieved at this moment, and he couldn't help but complain.
"I really don't know what to say. Your body clearly defies common sense, but at this moment, it has to follow science."
Despite his words, he quickly arranged all the fragments together, like piecing together a jigsaw puzzle.
As the fragments were placed together, Xi'er's body automatically reassembled. Although there were still traces of blood, she looked much better.
However, she didn't stand up and remained lying on the ground.
Duàn Chén felt a pang of unease.
"What's wrong?"
Xi'er could barely speak.
"Sew me up."
A needle and thread kit suddenly appeared beside her. Duàn Chén opened it and saw very thick black threads.
He was somewhat worried about Jūn Cì, who had already gone far away.
So he worked very quickly.
After all, Duàn Chén was a man who lived alone and knew a little about sewing, so there was nothing particularly praiseworthy or surprising about it.
However, his needlework was much rougher than that of some women who were skilled in needlework.
After an hour of torture, Xi'er looked at the crooked stitches on her body, like scars left by a centipede, and even though she had no emotions, she couldn't help but feel a little speechless.
Duàn Chén quickly urged her.
"Don't look, don't look, let's go quickly."
"Be careful they come back."
Xi'er was pulled along by Duàn Chén, staggering behind him as they ran forward.
She tilted her head, her head nearly falling off.
But she still insisted on maintaining this tilted posture, her large eyes fixed on Duàn Chén in front of her.
How strange.
Why was it so warm?
Clearly...
She wasn't human, she wouldn't feel warmth...
When they returned to the place where the rest of the team was hiding, Duàn Chén let out a sigh of relief.
"Where is Jūn Cì?"
Yuán Yuǎn shook his head.
"He hasn't returned yet."
He couldn't help but worry.
"Captain, do you think Brother Duàn Chén will be like my sister?"
Yuán Yuǎn had already prepared himself for this possibility, but what he didn't expect was Duàn Chén's direct denial.
"No."
A dark gleam flashed in Duàn Chén's eyes.
"I'm ready."