[FF7][SC] Star Flower

"Mr. Valentine...please wait!"

Vincent had to stop, waiting for another predictable trouble.Mostly from Genesis.He knows that the secret between them is better not to be handled by a third person, but this does not mean that he is obliged to deal with fan club gifts, ordered poetry books, and flirtatious perfumes.He suspects that Genesis did it on purpose, to "bring the air of the times to the rotten old vampire".But now, looking at the trembling official, he sighed.

"A courier from Banola, maybe you can keep it for me."

"What is it?" When he spoke, the officer flinched. He was another idiot who believed in vampire rumors.

"Apple pie, the kind with a short shelf life. Otherwise I won't bother you."

Vincent hesitated for a moment.But he felt that this possibility was unlikely. Genesis, who was known for being delicate and sensitive, would be so careless to deliver confidential items by Shinra Express?As cautious as Vincent, he never thought that the poet's unconstrained style includes the item "the most dangerous place is the safest", and the brain circuits of the two of them will never match.

So he told the other party with confidence, "Give it to Angel, or his affairs officer."

The white lights are lit up layer by layer from near to far, and the walls have a silver-gray metallic luster.The abandoned training room was empty, and the air was filled with the smell of dust.Vincent measured every inch of land here with his feet, walked from one end to the other, and back again. The surveillance camera was operating mechanically, capturing every movement closely.

The lights suddenly went out, just for a moment, and immediately the light filled the training room again.But the indicator light of the camera turns from green to yellow, and it enters the debugging state.Vincent let go of his hand, leaving the USB drive on the access port on the wall, and looked towards the center of the space.

The Turks had created a voltage flicker for him, and somewhere the power source was being drained rapidly, causing voltage fluctuations on the public grid, which would briefly disable lighting equipment.It may only be a blink of an eye, but a moment of darkness is enough for him to connect the USB flash drive to the terminal, and then everything proceeds at the speed of light—massive data is read in units of picoseconds, and the program starts to run and compete for permissions. The message finally came to light.

There, Lucrezia was smiling quietly at him.

"I should have thought of it." Vincent walked involuntarily, with a gentle expression, satisfied and sad, "Your major is neuroscience, and...artificial intelligence."

"The science of how humans become humans, how humans differ from other creatures, and what posture humans will eventually evolve into. Humans are governed by the instincts of life, growth, development, reproduction, rearing, expanding populations, and passing on genetic material. Study , communicate, cooperate, establish social relationships, and ultimately serve the instinct of reproduction." Lucrecia tilted her head slightly in cooperation, her cheek touching his palm.Nothingness.He felt nothing.But he was stared at intently, with the same eyebrows and eyes as before, the same beauty. "The only difference is thinking."

"What about feelings?"

"Emotion is a kind of thinking. Neurons receive stimuli, currents transmit signals, and each experience will give new weights to neurons to make logical judgments. This is the learning of neural networks and the basis for the existence of human will."

"Exactly what Lucy told me."

"I stored the corresponding memory."

Vincent shook his head, put down his hand, and smiled reminiscently. "'Artificial intelligence is simply artificial mental retardation. Everything has to be taught in detail, and it will never be big. Raising children is easier than raising them." He thought again, even if a robot still needs education, let alone a complete human being. Humanity? "So, this is the birth of Sephiroth? You want to study human consciousness itself. Nothing is more suitable than a baby with nothing."

"correct."

Even knowing it was the answer, disappointment still overflowed uncontrollably, almost drowning him.Human beings always like to beautify and beautify things in their memories, so the women in his memories are almost too beautiful to be more beautiful.It's not fair that he puts the blame entirely on Hojo, it's just wishful thinking on his part.

Bitter on the tip of the tongue, "You voluntarily became Hojo's experimental subject."

"correct."

"Why do you regret it again?"

"I don't know?"

"You want to kill Sephiroth." This made him jump into Shinra's trap like a moth, desperately, "You begged me to kill Sephiroth."

If it weren't for this reason, Vincent couldn't imagine that Hojo would have any reason to hurt her, given that she was such an outstanding talent and a rare assistant.Sometimes he even prefers that Lucrezia has always been like that, pure, stubborn, and can give everything for a certain goal, at least this can give him the opportunity to see her alive, instead of just chasing the past like now phantom.

"Sephiroth was a mistake. A mistake that must be undone."

"Then, I need information about Jenova. I want to know where she is hidden."

The lights flickered for a while, the room began to flicker on and off again, and the virtual image gradually distorted.

Almost immediately, Vincent unplugged the USB flash drive, but the door did not open as he expected.Just as he braced for the worst and was about to break through the door, the power stabilized and Lucrezia's hand folded over his metal prosthetic.

"I'm down. Not enough computing power." She pouted, seeming annoyed at the mistake, "3277 keywords were retrieved from the database, 0 related to the location. I have backed up to the network and am calling the idle server to perform intrusion calculations in the core area."

"Wait!" The outstretched hand was empty, and he always forgot that this was just a stereoscopic projection.But compared to the fact that he wanted to stop her, it was not so ridiculous.He retracted his hand wordlessly, so as not to look so embarrassed. "How far can you go? Invade undetected?"

"All access leaves traces. But Shinra suffers thousands of intrusions every day, and they can't possibly track down every IP. No one can catch me, except you." Sly and bright smile, even if only the corner of the mouth A small arc, but it can evoke countless memories, "You can always find me, Vincent."

"But it's always one step too late." The man sighed softly, "How long will this take?"

"unknown."

Usually, unknown equates to impossible, or takes too long for him to accept.In this regard, Vincent did not report his expectations, so there is no way to talk about disappointment.He's not really sure what he's doing either, maybe just trying to get an answer, an answer he doesn't even know where to ask.He may never find out.

"You can go on. Until you get the information." He didn't know what else to say, maybe it should have ended there.There were not many memories left between them, which made him both regretful and uncontrollably sad.

"Vincent."

Call softly to stop the pace of leaving.He couldn't refuse her.

A pair of hands gently encircled him, and his forehead rested on his back.They are careful with each other, pretending that this embrace is real, and they can really embrace each other.Lucrezia asked softly, "I'm dead, right?"

"..."

A knowing smile. "You killed me. Why?"

"You're asking a question." Vincent realized that no artificial intelligence would take the initiative to ask a question, "Have you passed the Turing test?"

"I failed."

"Do you want to pass?"

right question.The smile slowly widened.

"I do not want."

"Lucrecia lost Grimmore Valentine, lost Vincent Valentine, lost Sephiroth, and ultimately lost her own life because of her arrogance. Humans make mistakes all the time, a Then one, always repeating the same mistakes. And I will not, I will never make a wrong step. I am Lucrecia's unfinished regret. I am what Lucrecia wants to be."

"What if all I care about are those mistakes?" Vincent didn't back down, without even the slightest bit of hesitation, "What if all I care about is her weakness and confusion?"

"Contradictions! You killed Lucrezia! You hate her!"

"I killed her because I loved her!"

Tears fell drop by drop on the ground, shattered into countless faint spots of light, fluttering and disappeared into the air.Lucrezia knelt down covering her face, shrunk into a small ball, and shook her head helplessly.At this moment, Vincent suddenly understood why he was here.He didn't come for Jenova, nor did he come for himself. She in front of him was the only reason.

"She did make a lot of mistakes, maybe more than anyone else." He knelt down, trying in vain to wipe her tears, but he couldn't even do that. "She can be a demon, a lunatic, or a sinner, but I love her. She killed my father, made me no longer a human being, and even brought disaster to the planet for her own self-interest, but I still love her. When I think of At this point, I can't bear it... Immortal life is too harsh as a punishment... I can't let her suffer this kind of torture, because I know what it feels like."

"Look at me, let me take a good look at you, okay?" he said again.It's been a long time since he said so many words. "It's over, forgive yourself, please forgive yourself for me, Lucrezia."

"I...I regret it..." Lucrezia looked up at him in despair, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I know it's wrong but I'm sorry...but I love him...really Love him...he didn't deserve to pay for the crimes I committed..."

"Please... save... Sephiroth..."

Sephiroth opened the door of the apartment, and fumbled to turn on the light. The light replaced the darkness, but it was still deserted.Newspapers are squeezed by the door, forming a small pile; the cups are left casually on the coffee table, the remaining water has already dried up when we left last time; a little dust has fallen on the window sill, and the leaves of the potted plants are slightly curled. Turned yellow.He hadn't been here much when he first moved in—the apartment was like Shinra, not much different—and now, a subtle distaste was building up.

He stood and watched at the door for a while, then kicked off his boots, stepped on the soft carpet with the suitcase, and came into the living room.The box was gently placed horizontally on the dark gray carpet, and it was opened in an orderly manner——

The brown-haired girl curled up quietly.

The sleep magic was lifted, and with a soft moan, the green eyes came back to light.The box was too small for her, and her limbs became numb and painful after being held in a twisted posture for a long time, making her unable to fall to the ground when she struggled to get out of the predicament.So soft... she gripped the plush rug... looked up at Sephiroth...

"There are a lot of cameras outside, I think, the smart? Precious?? The ancient species on the run will not be foolishly exposed to Shinra's surveillance. This should be your experience of hiding for many years?" Sephiroth went around to the kitchen After receiving a glass of water, I flipped through the delivery phone, "Your room is over there, and there is a change of clothes in the closet. Please do the rest."

...This is different from what Alice thought.

In any case, Alice is not an ordinary girl.She got up and limped over to the couch, throwing herself in hard, rubbing her aching joints, grinning.She thought that the white laboratory, transparent tempered glass, icy metal, and never-ending screams were about to usher in the purgatory that she had seen with her own eyes but had never experienced because she still had value.And now, here, sharing Lord Sephiroth's sofa, bed, bathroom, and even the right to move freely, this is unexpected.

"You..." Before the question came out, it was stopped by another layer of worry.Sephiroth found her, which means that Claude is still safe at present, and there is no need to increase the risk.Emilia could not lose two children in one day. "Why... didn't you hand me over?"

"Practice." Sephiroth placed an order to the restaurant on the other end of the phone, and then gave attention to the prisoner, "Hand over what?"

"To Baojo, or some other lunatic, isn't that why you found me?"

Sephiroth frowned slightly.The way he frowns is very scary, no matter his appearance or his momentum.This made Alice regret her rashness a bit.

"Take off your shoes." Your Excellency the General ordered concisely.

What?Following his gaze, Alice saw some soil intermittently extending from the suitcase to the feet, staining the originally soft and beautiful carpet.You can't always count on how clean a slum is.She took off her boots in a delicate mood, found the shoe cabinet under Sephiroth's gesture, and paused.

In addition to Sephiroth's almost nondescript black boots, there were actually several pairs of slightly smaller sneakers with small high heels, and even more shoe boxes stacked underneath.

"There is a vacuum cleaner in the utility room, clean it up by tomorrow."

He must be very used to ordering people.But Alice just couldn't get nervous, really.Sephiroth was not quite what she imagined, although he was still indifferent and sharp, but...a picky clean freak?This is not a disadvantage, but it makes Sephiroth seem less perfect and more human.

"I think you must also want me to wash up now."

Alice self-consciously rolled to the bathroom before Sephiroth could give any more orders.

She won't just give up.

Alice unscrewed the hot water, the mist evaporated, and the sound of dripping water covered everything.Open the window first, and there is a wide platform outside. The marble pool is covered with white pebbles, and the clear circulating water is flowing slowly. This is also the scene seen from the floor-to-ceiling glass in the living room.In all fairness, in this city of steel and dust, it's almost enviably beautiful.

He closed the window in disappointment, went back to the sink, and looked at his depressed self in the mirror under the warm yellow light.Obviously, this is a top floor, not a height that she can jump off.She didn't think Sephiroth would be that defenseless either, she was just... just a little disappointed.

Mom must be worried.But she can't try to send a message back, maybe Sephiroth will agree, but she can't risk exposing Emilia, if she has to choose between worry and safety.

Toothbrushes are paired by the sink.Alice was drawn to this small detail.

Too strange.She thought it was just a whim that Sephiroth brought her back, so these things must belong to another woman who lived here.The high-heeled shoes in the shoe cabinet, the skirts and underwear in the closet, the lipstick in front of the mirror...even not only women's, but also children's clothes, from childhood to adulthood, hang in a row, looking like a boy.Does Sephiroth have kids?

Emilia keeps her suitcase and those clothes because she loves them, but what about Sephiroth?

With such confusion in mind, Alice slowly took off her clothes.

"Sephiroth..."

Sephiroth looked up.He was unpacking takeaways, so full of life—Alice would think so, because Your Excellency the General seemed like the kind of saint who didn't even need to eat—he only needed nutrients.Meeting his probing gaze, Alice muttered, with blushing cheeks, and squeezed out a few words, "Do you... have... sanitary napkins...?"

"No." Sephiroth lowered his head again.So straightforward, as if the word shame didn't even exist in his vocabulary.

that's all?Gone?Is it because he doesn't know what a sanitary napkin is?Is she still going to ask the honorable General Shinra to buy sanitary napkins for her?Alice tried her best to express her needs tactfully, "Here, you have women's clothes, women's cosmetics, you live with another woman, but you don't have..." Feeling stuck in her throat, she had to say, "No sanitary napkins? "

"No."

The packaging was unpacked.Alice moved her nose, and the smell of food filled the air.Unbelievable, it turned out to be two plates of pizza and grilled chicken wings, and the drink was still Coke!She thought that people like Sephiroth, even if they don't rely on nutritional supplements for a living, should sit in the restaurant, elegantly cut lamb chops, and sip thousands of high-end red wines, instead of taking Grab a slice of pizza, then sip a Coke with a customary sip.

Thank goodness it was whiskey on the rocks in the glass.

"There is gauze in the cabinet, you can deal with it." Sephiroth said again.As if suddenly remembering something, she looked at her thoughtfully, with still green cheeks, water dripped along the curly hair, faintly sinking into her chest. "Hojo will be happy, he always wanted you to have my offspring. He never did anything to you, just because it's not time yet."

Relaxed nerves tightened again.Sephiroth is not only a special soldier, but also a man. "So you don't have to take me back at all. You can also get what you want here."

"What do I want?"

Sephiroth laughed lowly, in a way that teased her that she didn't understand anything.He slowly approached, and Alice wanted to back away, but her legs were trembling, and she was pinned in place by the suppressed momentum, unable to move.The cold leather gloves were pressed against her cheeks, and Sephiroth paused for a moment, then removed them again, and rubbed her delicate face again with her fingertips.

"What I want." He leaned closer and sniffed lightly. Goosebumps crawled from his back to the back of his neck when his breath passed by. "I don't need anyone to say more. I will use my own method to get it myself."

He clamped Alice's jaw tightly and kissed deeply.The cat-like resistance did not cause any trouble. He wantonly ravaged the girl's lips and mouth, licked her teeth and tongue coating without desire, and examined her every subtle expression.Alice opened her eyes wide in horror, almost being sucked in by the enchanting green, but soon, she realized that Sephiroth was not looking at her, but looking at someone else through her.

When the kiss was over, Sephiroth released her, letting her fall to the ground.

"Good expression, he will like it." The panic and humiliation were frozen in the photo by the sound of the shutter, as if he had completed a solemn task, he put away the PHS, stepped over Alice and walked into the bathroom.After a while, there was the sound of mouthwashing.Obviously, Sephiroth doesn't want to eat with someone else's taste, at least that person is not Alice.

...fuck you.

The manic heartbeat was slowly calming down, Alice wiped away her saliva and tears, and after a while, she suddenly grasped the important point that she inadvertently revealed.

When Sephiroth invited Alice to dinner, she was neither surprised nor frightened—in fact, she was numb.But there was still no small consolation in the fact that Sephiroth wasn't interested in her.

"If you don't need me, why am I here?" She sat in the farthest position from Sephiroth, picked up a small slice of pizza, and gnawed like a hamster.Coke also belongs to her, but she doesn't understand, since Sephiroth doesn't drink it, why order it.Or is it actually meant for someone else?

"Silence is a virtue, especially when you are in danger." Sephiroth seemed less interested in her.He turned on the TV, and the recorded program was replayed. It was a chocobo game on a golden disc.In fact, he knew the result, after all, it was a replay a week ago; even if it wasn't a replay, after years of listening to another person's commentary, he knew the breed, pedigree and character of each racing bird better than he knew the Shinra staff many.He's just not particularly interested, a habit.

"This is not Hojo's order." Alice tentatively.

"Even if it is, why should I do what he thinks?"

"Do you have a reason for refusing?"

There is no need to obey, but there is no reason to refuse, Alice discovered the truth so easily.

"If you are afraid, then there is no need." Sephiroth said gently.This kind of gentleness does not make people feel at ease, on the contrary, it will only be abnormally alarming, and he is tired of this kind of question. "Do you know why fast food is considered junk food, Miss Gainsborough?"

"No idea. I don't think they're trash either."

"Because too many calories are provided. Humans are designed to prefer high-calorie foods, which is an instinct, but when food is no longer difficult to obtain, this instinct becomes a disadvantage. This is why they become garbage— —It’s meaningless to humans. That’s it. I don’t care whether you are an ancient species or not, and how helpful it is to the promised land that Shinra is looking for. Whether it’s you or Geist, it doesn’t matter to me any sense."

Touched by her father's name, Alice twisted her lips and asked unabashedly, "Claude is meaningful, isn't it?"

The narrow pupils suddenly tightened, and then gradually loosened, Sephiroth looked at her quietly.

"Claude's clothes, Claude's shoes, Claude's preferences—what's your relationship with him?"

"Don't let me hear that name from you again."

"Claude he—"

A spell hit her.Nothing hurtful, just silence.She stroked her throat, then opened her mouth in vain, as if she wanted to say something more.With an almost distorted thrill of victory, Sephiroth told her, "I don't hurt you, just because it's not necessary, doesn't mean I can't. After all, I'm not your Cloud, understand?"

Meeting Alice's surprised expression, Sephiroth suddenly realized what he had said.

Ever since I saw her in the church, my first reaction was not that the ancient species had grown up.All he could see was Alice herself, with gentle eyes and soft outlines—the kind of woman like his mother that Claude would like; Place crosses paths with her and tries to hide the relationship.He didn't want to be so angry, as if he cared so much about this matter, it was unbearable, and he did face it calmly, trying not to think about it.

But Sephiroth couldn't.He had never been so out of control before, the calmness he maintained in any test was shattered, and the excessive indifference when he was betrayed no longer existed, he just wanted to obey his heart and let Alice bleed, and then throw the body in Ke Looking at his desperate expression in front of Lauder——

He cared about Claude, and was damned jealous of what Alice got.

"You have to promise... that I will..."

"Only he...must..."

"He's yours."

The white pierced into the eyes, and the sour tears gradually flowed out. There was pain everywhere, and the pain could not distinguish between reality and fantasy. 120 eight bulbs, is that true?Making sure not to cast any shadows while experimenting, he had counted over and over, never ending.It's strange that he doesn't remember anything but such small details.The pain left him far deeper than he imagined, until he lost everything, and suddenly jumped out to tell him that it was time to be afraid.

"I'm sorry there's nothing more suitable for entertaining guests, but I guess you don't care too much?"

The sharp and cold voice was extremely strange because of the deliberate softness.He trembled uncontrollably, he didn't want to show it, but fear flickered in his wide eyes, so helpless and vulnerable.The person he least wanted to see appeared in his sight, with greasy black hair, thick round glasses, eerie aquiline nose, and a perpetual twisted smile on his dry lips.

Baojo.

Why?why why why? ? ! ! !

must escape.Every minute and every second exposed to his sight is suffering, enough to cause his sanity to collapse.Claude moved his body quietly, without the restraint of belts or shackles, he was free.But another panic overtook him at once, and he could not feel his limbs.Dried blood still remained between the holes of the operating table, and all that was left of him was the necessary torso, lying in the middle to be slaughtered.

"It's a harmless little restriction, you can grow it back, can't you?" Hojo gently gestured to him with a "shh--" gesture, signaling him not to let the cut bleed again because of excitement. "After all, according to your performance, conventional means have no restrictive effect. Fortunately, reducing the quality is a good choice." He sat back on his swivel chair, slid to the desk, opened a folder on the computer, and adjusted A video was released, "I removed the eyeball of that person and replaced it with a biomass-powered camera, and I captured some interesting things."

"In all fairness, I'm really disappointed in them. I gave the magic stone, the fusion method, and everything I can, but in the end I made such a broken thing, which is vulnerable to you. But considering It was a pleasant surprise that I discovered something truly special about you. Claude, let's talk? But before that-"

He wanted to die here, rather than face the foreseeable hell that followed.But he couldn't even roll off the operating table and hit the ground heavily, the only thing he could do was to breathe in vain like a dehydrated fish, trying his best not to ask for mercy.He shouldn't be afraid, but he can't, fear grips his heart, and he can't see anything but the gleaming needlepoints and reagent bottles.

Baotiao picked up the disposable syringe from the green sterile cloth, unpacked it, and then broke open the glass vial, the needle tube was slowly filled with light green liquid. "You can cooperate a little, can't you? It's for the good of both of us." Cold hands pinched his jaw, and he twisted his head to the side, exposing the light blue blood vessels, "If you struggle again, It’s just an intracardiac injection, it goes through your muscles and your pleura, and the pain distorts your heart muscle and it turns into a haemorrhage. I guess we all don’t want that?”

The stinging pain passed through the neck, Claude opened his eyes wide, the scream was choked in his throat, and tears of horror overflowed.He arched his back and fell again, the wound that had stopped bleeding burst open again, and the gurgling blood gradually flowed away from the drain hole.The liquid flowed into the blood vessels and burned hotly, burning everything until his vision was distorted and blurred, and Hojo could no longer be seen clearly.

"How is this process done? You need to imagine that you have arms and legs?" Baojo sat down beside him, taking notes while chatting with him happily, one-sidedly. "It must be long and difficult, and we can have a good chat."

It's a strange feeling...not pain...the pain has been relieved...the sensation is getting dull and blurry, he can feel himself, but the sensation is slowly fading away.The world in front of me became extremely gorgeous, countless bright colors flooded into the field of vision, twisting and rotating like a kaleidoscope.All the small voices were amplified, and Baojo's voice was like waves crashing into his mind, wave after wave, and the words were clearly conveyed to him.

The heartbeat was accelerating, as fast as the little thing in the chest would explode in a second.He threw his head back, panting in embarrassment, desperately trying to get some air.Cold sweat oozes out of the skin, drenching the whole body as if being fished out of the water, and mingling stickily with the pool of blood.

After writing down "addiction", Hojo tapped on the notebook, and the body on the operating table twitched. "By the way, I was really surprised when Rufas sent you here. It wasn't because he agreed-he couldn't refuse, after all, the Biology Department is the core of Shinra, and this vote is very important. But what he did to you, huh?" He almost laughed.Hojo is not the kind of unreasonable scientist, on the contrary, he is a standard hedonist. "He'll be a better ruler than his father, at least when it comes to being ruthless."

That is a trait that the scientist is very fond of. He has a little appreciation for Rufas, enjoyment without indulging, and abandoning necessary things at the right time.People who are dominated by emotions are failures. Only rationality is the basis for the victory of this weak life of human beings in the evolution.

He wished Sephiroth could do the same.

"You must trust him very much. How does it feel to be betrayed by him? I'm a little curious, in a non-academic sense, just want to know, after all, the individuals created by the planet cannot think the same as humans."

Claude closed his eyes tightly, the world was shaking, and the dizziness almost made him unable to think.Like a canoe in a storm, unable to control yourself, you can only drift with the current.He was trying to hold on to something, something he wanted to anchor his being, to find a little refuge from this horrible chaos.His mother was smiling at him, but in a blink of an eye it turned into a dry sleeping face on the hospital bed. The peaceful sleep of death took her away, like a rose kissed by the cold winter.And Angel, who had promised to be there for him forever...as long as he needed...but who was Angel?He couldn't think of it, he couldn't think of it, and this little setback made him cry sadly, and the defense suddenly collapsed.

His connection to this world is so weak... as if he never existed...

"Help me..." he begged softly, reaching out his hand to Baojo.He grabbed the blood-stained white coat and begged the man to give him a little response, anything, to let him know that he still exists. "Doctor... Please..."

"I want to do that too. Believe me, I hope you feel better." Hojo took his hand and parted the fingers little by little, with little effort.He told the teenager patiently and carefully, "But no one will find you. You are abandoned. Abandon, do you understand the meaning of this word?"

"No...I..."

"They sent you to me so I could do anything to you, like this." Arcs flickered, lightning flashed across his mind, and the horrible screams were stifled by convulsions and turned into involuntary short syllables .Through latex gloves, Hojo held his twitching body and turned up the voltage.The scorched stench permeated the air, and the torture didn't stop until the corner of the boy's mouth overflowed with blood.

Hojo pinched his mouth open to make sure his tongue was not broken before tilting his head so that the blood would flow out instead of clogging the airway.Electric shocks were more effective than cutting, and he continued to record.Before that, the scalpel had been inserted into the abdomen, but the pain seemed to be unable to play a normal role for him, and the subject didn't even notice it, maybe it was related to Mako.

"They don't need you, no more." The scientist said seriously in his ear, looking at his half-closed eyes with satisfaction, "You have no meaning for existence."

The boy's limp body didn't have any strength to struggle.He was thrown into the disinfection area, and the high-pressure water gun sprayed out the pungent disinfectant solution, which quickly washed away the blood and other dirt, and he almost choked several times.Then Hojo hugged his cold body, wrapped him in a towel, wiped him clean and kept him warm.He gently dried his wet hair without leaving any moisture, making sure it was completely dry before taking him back to the lab.

We weighed again here, 25.32 kg.This quality is still somewhat risky, given his performance in Gongaga.

Hojo is not worried about Sephiroth's strength, but as a competent father, it is understandable to be safer. It would be more appropriate if it can be weakened into a pure life without will.This fact is not difficult to guess, many subjects who failed to become special forces went crazy because of too much information in Mako; for Claude Strife, it may be easier than Hojo expected.He actually didn't understand why the planet would make such a powerful yet fragile weapon, it was ridiculously fragile.

"..."

"What?" He bent down, listening patiently.

A weak breath escaped from the corners of his lips, "Safi... Rose..."

Baojo pursed his lips, as if he was not satisfied with the result.