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Chapter 176 – “Broken Code”

作者: Ernest Brooks
last update 最終更新日: 2025-05-21 01:31:45

The storm inside my head began with a spark.

A flicker of light behind my eyelids. A scent that didn’t belong. A child’s laughter echoed in an empty room. Then came the bleed – red blooming from my nose without warning as Victor calibrated the neural re-compiler strapped to the base of my skull.

“You don’t have to do this today,” Damien said, standing at the edge of the cold lab Victor had carved out beneath the ruins of a forgotten military base. “You’ve been through enough.”

But I needed answers more than comfort. Especially now.

The girl I’d met in Project Nova’s skeletal hallways, the one who wore my face, haunted every breath I took. Her voice, cold and sure: You’re not the first. Just the most dangerous.

Dangerous. That word had too much weight.

Victor tapped a command into his console. The neural re-compiler hummed to life.

“Initiating memory tether sequence,” he said. “This might sting.”

Understatement of the year.

Pain hit like a lightning bolt driving through my spine. I bit
Ernest Brooks

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