I'm not a hero, but I didn't say I couldn't beat you.

["Y015, I'm sorry, I can only accompany you for so long. If possible, I hope that one day you can live freely in that world."

"Don't be like me, wrapped up in hatred, don't be like me, bound by them."

"Don't fall into hell like me..."

"By the way, I haven't given you a name yet. I still remember the hero's name, but you are not him. Let me think about it, why don't I just call you -"]

"What's your name?"

"…………"

Mobile Frontier, the affiliated hospital of Prometheus Frontier University, has a whole floor dedicated to caring for this "human" who has just woken up.

"Well, can you understand the language I speak?"

"…………"

Fu'er tried a few words, but the other party still looked dumbfounded and just looked at him quietly.

[Oops, maybe he hasn’t learned to speak yet...]

Fu'er, who was sitting next to the hospital bed, was also a little helpless.

17 hours ago, he discovered the only conscious individual among the 42 clones in the abandoned laboratory, and when the other person woke up, the petri dish entered directly as if it had been programmed in advance. release process.

Before Fu'er and the remotely monitored Milani could react, all the life support fluid had been drained out and the hatch of the petri dish had been opened.

The other party just fell out of it.

Fortunately, Fu'er had quick eyes and quick hands and caught the opponent. Otherwise, Fu'er would have doubted whether this guy would be seriously injured if he fell down with so many miscellaneous objects on the ground.

Then the other party decisively fainted in his arms.

Fu'er was left with a confused look on his face.

Finally, after discussion with his superiors, it was decided to leave Fu'er under his temporary care until the other party's whereabouts was confirmed.

After the entire abandoned laboratory was searched by professionals, useful information was being sorted out from paper documents, and some leftover equipment was also shipped out to investigate possible remaining internal information and records.

And among this batch of 42 clones... only 015 is really awake, and all the others are unconscious.

In other words, although they are alive, they are actually not much different from a corpse.

The only one left who is most likely to have a major clue breakthrough is the awakened clone in front of him.

To be honest, Fu'er felt that he would definitely not be able to lose his duty as a caregiver before this incident was over.

Moreover, it is said to be care, but in fact it is no different from surveillance.

After all, as a "relic" of that experiment, his threatening nature still exists. But equally, the other party may have extremely valuable information.

The question is, how to get this information?

What's more... the person in front of me... even seems to possess a [Miracle]?

However, in order to avoid the leakage of information, it must not be investigated with great fanfare, and it cannot even be sent back to the original world for the time being.

This is where the people above will discuss and make arrangements.

All in all, it takes time.

Fu Er is the one used to delay time.

"Oh, it's okay, you will take care of me for two days, and soon -"

The director's tone of voice, as if he was leaving a naughty child to you for a few days, still lingers in his ears.

Hard, fist hard.

The old thing is arranging me again!

What can you do if you are arranged? Life is so difficult.

And Fu'er has reason to doubt whether these guys are fishing...

"Hey…………"

Thinking of this, Fu'er couldn't help but sigh.

After moving back to the ward, the other party still sat on the bed without saying a word, looking at him.

"Uh... By the way, are you hungry? It's almost lunch time, do you need me to get you some food?"

Fu Er asked tentatively again.

"…………"

Seeing the other party's dull look, Fu'er decided to give up the communication for the time being.

According to the vital sign check while the other party was in coma, as a clone, although the other party was weak after a long period of sleep, there were no problems in terms of physical function alone.

Maybe... it's because the other party holds [Miracle]?

There is still no way to know what [miracle] the other party holds.

"Forget it, let me get you some food first."

Fu'er shook his head, turned around and went out.

At the door are agents arranged by the federation, working in teams of two, monitoring the ward 24 hours a day.

"Where are you going, Lord Fu'er?"

Seeing Fu'er opening the door, one of them immediately asked.

"I'm going to get some food."

"Understood, please leave it to me."

The other party took out a walkie-talkie and said.

"Prepare two standard Type A nutritious meals and deliver them to the ward."

"learn--"

"Please, Lord Fuer, just wait in the ward. Although you may think it's a bit fussy, please understand that the goal is of great significance."

"It's okay, I understand."

Fu'er nodded, not feeling the slightest surprise.

In other words, it would be strange if they let themselves go looking for food.

Even in the federation, serious investigation operators are not the kind of people who carry out tasks with a playful mind.

Otherwise, the world would have been doomed long ago.

Not long after, two standard nutritious meals were delivered.

Fu'er took the two meals and looked at the clone who was staring in a different direction and looking out the window in a daze.

Uh...can he feed himself? You don’t want me to feed him...

"Um...can you eat by yourself?"

Hearing Fu'er calling him, the other party turned around, and Fu'er showed him the meal in his hand.

"How about something to eat?"

He nodded.

[Nod! It seems that the other party can communicate! 】

Fu'er helped him set up the dining table on the hospital bed, and then placed a nutritious meal in front of him.

"What utensils will you use? Chopsticks, forks, or spoons?"

The other party looked at the food in front of him, then looked at the three cutlery in Fu'er's hand, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally pointed to the spoon.

"Give."

Fu Er handed the spoon to the other party.

"xie...xie..."

"!!!"

Fu'er heard it and responded slightly.

Can he talk? !

"You... can talk?"

Fu Er asked in confirmation.

"……………………"

Silence, long silence.

Yeah...still no response.

Oh no, it can’t be regarded as completely unresponsive. At least in front of the fragrant nutritious meal specially provided here, the other party gave it a try first and then started eating it.

Eating faster and faster, devouring it hungrily.

Before Fu'er could recover, the other party had already finished the meal in his hand at the speed of light, completely clean.

Then, he turned around and looked at the share in Fu'er's hand.

"…………"

Fu Er also handed over his share.

"Give--"

"thanks……"

This time, Fu'er heard clearly that the other party was thanking him.

By the way... is it really okay for him to eat so much after sleeping for so long?

"Don't worry, he is a person with miracles, how can he be so fragile."

Suddenly, Sylvia's voice appeared in Fu'er's ears, almost frightening Fu'er enough to throw him off his stool.

After forcibly suppressing his strange movements, Fu'er asked softly.

"Which one are you talking about?"

"What else?"

"Huh? Is this okay? Doesn't that mean the administration is going to make a big fuss?"

"It's okay, no matter how noisy, noisy, noisy, there will still be no shortage of plans that should be given. This is a scarce resource."

"my name……"

Just as Fu'er and Sylvia were whispering, the other party finished the meal and looked at Fu'er, as if he finally remembered the question that the other party originally asked him.

"Ah? Ah! Yes! Do you still remember what your name is?"

"What does the name... mean?"

He shook his head.

"That's...what they called you before..."

".........can't remember...clearly..."

Miscellaneous memories were entangled in his mind, and it seemed that a hazy, gentle voice had said this word to him.

name... name...

【Your name is--】

[It’s time to conduct the next test, clone Y015——]

In an instant, the warm memory turned into cold white light and cold words.

And...cold...scalpel.

"My name is...Clone Y015."

He was silent and said slowly.