Pfft——
A teeth-gritting tearing sound echoed, and Feng Yuhuai was forcibly nailed against the wall of the tube.
Her full chest burst open like silk, and a web of cracks spread along her ribs.
Deep within the fissure, a heart woven from countless threads of blood pulsed eerily, each crimson thread wrapped in semi-coagulated mucus, the ends writhing like maggots across the surface of the ventricles.
Suddenly, that heart flipped half a turn, revealing the face of a cloth doll printed on its back — the coiled eyes half shut, as if in deep slumber.
"Science won? You're too naive. You thought a little toxin could kill me, you're too naive."
Feng Yuhuai let out a cold snort, her voice sinister and chilling.
She pressed her lips with disdain, mocking the ignorance and fearlessness of the scientists.
