Chapter 190: Adult Baby
The corridor was pristine—far too clean for anyone to have walked through recently. Zack stepped in, his boots echoing faintly on the polished floor. As he advanced, a faint fragrance reached his senses through the feedback systems in the Apex Mk-2. "Could it be that Victor was trying to protect some hidden beauty before he died?" Zack mused aloud, his tone laced with mockery. A wry smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth as he strode forward confidently.
A few steps later, another alloy door blocked his path. This one was far more imposing, thick enough to withstand both blasts and cutting tools. "Well, aren't you a secret worth protecting?" Zack muttered, his curiosity piqued.
Before long, Ego announced, "Encryption cracked." With a soft hum, the alloy door slid open, revealing a dark, silent room beyond. The lights flickered to life as Zack stepped inside, illuminating the space. The room was barren, save for a single device in the center—a large, futuristic sleeping pod connected to a network of pipes and machinery.
Zack's brow furrowed. "Another biological experiment?" he muttered, feeling his patience wear thin. But as he approached the pod, he realized he might have been wrong. Through the frosted glass of the observation window, Zack could make out the faint silhouette of a human figure.
Intrigued, he wiped away the frost with a gloved hand. Beneath the glass lay a stunningly beautiful blonde woman, her serene face giving the illusion of peaceful sleep. Her body was submerged in a dark, viscous liquid, leaving only her head exposed. Her faint, rhythmic breathing confirmed she was alive.
If any survivor from Eden Base had been present, they would have immediately recognized her: Kara, their enigmatic leader. To Victor, she was known as the "Immortal Fox." "Sir, this appears to be a consciousness transfer device," Ego chimed in.
Zack's eyebrows rose slightly. "A consciousness transfer? Are you saying this woman is someone's clone?" He leaned closer, studying her features. Her skin was flawless—porcelain-like, as if untouched by time or the elements. It was unnaturally perfect, devoid of any blemishes or signs of wear.
"Definitely a clone," Zack muttered, his sharp eyes catching every unnatural detail. He smirked, the pieces of the puzzle falling into place. "So, this is the 'Immortal Fox' Victor kept mentioning. Or at least, her clone."
Zack straightened, the smirk still on his face. "Human cloning and consciousness transfer... This is their so-called immortality?"