Qimu Xi looked at Xia Xiaolei, who lay before her. Her hand, which was on the hilt of a short sword, gripped tighter and tighter. 0

Xia Xiaolei’s whole body was shaking violently, as though there was electricity coursing through it. 0

The layer of organic carapace which had been covering his whole body had mostly fallen off, leaving only withered skin, muscles and tissues.  0

If this continues, he will die…0

Finally, Qimu Xi could not bear it any longer. She pulled out the sword in her hand. 0

The connection between Xiaolei and the mutant must be cut!0

“Stop… stop…”0

Slowly, Xia Xiaolei opened his eyes and looked at Qimu Xi. “Don’t cut… Brother Lun Tai and the others… will be killed.”0

“If I don’t cut the connection, you’ll die!” Qimu Xi shook her head. Crouching in front of Xia Xiaolei, she raised the sword. 0

By swinging the sword, Xia Xiaolei would be separated from the alien species’ neural network. 0

“Die… so be it! Did you forget… we still have another life?” Xia Xiaolei said hoarsely. “Using the metal spheres, we can be revived…”0

“I did not forget. But what if it fails?” Qimu Xi gripped the sword tightly. She too, was hesitating. 0

“I… likely cannot win.” Xia Xiaolei...0