?In the room filled with the pungent anticorrosion smell, an old man with silver beard hanging to his knees sat on a shabby wooden chair with a carved root, looking at the paper on the table, and keeping recording something in his hand.

Recher and Sabrina followed the servants and stood behind the old man.

The former lowered his head and waited for the old man to speak with a respectful face; while the latter held the dagger in his arms tightly with a cautious face.

Writing the last letter on the paper, the old man sighed softly, took off the crystal glasses on the bridge of his nose, and turned to look at the two "visitors".

"Richel, you always like to leave without saying goodbye, and you always like to appear suddenly." Eliad twisted his sore back and looked at the woman in front of him with a gentle look: "You'd better be able to explain your purpose clearly before you consume my patience."

Rachel did not speak, but took out a brand-new printed book from her arms and placed it gently on the desktop.

Eliad picked up the book and opened it casually and took a rough look. The neat words and neat layout in the book made him make a sound of surprise.

"Is this Muxicheng's printing technique?" After getting Richer's affirmative answer, Eliad touched the faint traces on the paper and said, "Unlike the engraving printing in the south, Muxicheng uses movable cubes... a bunch of smart guys, interesting."

Looking at Eliad's expression, Recher breathed a little relieved, and then said: "Elder, please turn to the title page to see who the author of this book is?"

Eliad put on his glasses again, turned to the title page as he said, and a familiar name jumped into his eyes, causing him to laugh.

"Terrence...that old stubborn, not only is he not dead, but he still has the strength to write a book?"

The smile on the old man's face finally made Reicher completely relax.

"Let me see what this old guy wrote...the molecular theory of the microscopic world? What is this?"

Eliad frowned and looked at the pages, put the book down, and asked at Reacher: "Is this book really written by Terrence?"

Ruiqier smiled and said, "Elder, do you think I will use a book to deceive you? It's like using a stone to deceive the jewelry appraiser. This book is indeed a work that Master Terrence has just completed. As a higher textbook at Muxi University, you can buy it everywhere in Muxi City."

Eliad looked at the theories and charts in the book again, shook his head and said, "This theoretical system should be more than this one..."

As if he was a trick, Reicher took out six books from his arms and put them in front of Eliad: "These are textbooks for microscopic theory. Master Terrence is responsible for the last one, and the previous books were compiled by many scholars."

Looking at the books on the table, Eliad looked at Ruichiel with a headache: "Richiel, your cleverness is always helpless. To be honest, you shouldn't come back here."

Reicher shook his head with a wry smile, looked around the decorations in the room, the biological organs soaked in glass jars, the surgical instruments placed in the cabinets, and neatly stacked book drawings. These whispers made her sigh: "I was born here, I belong here."

The old man pointed his finger at Sabrina and said to the masked servant: "Take her to the next room for rest."

Sabrina, who was listening to the conversation between the two, stood up in confusion and was about to question, but after seeing Eliad's expression, she immediately gave up the idea of ​​resisting.

Eliad watched the masked servant take Sabrina to the next room. He then put the books into a stack and placed them on one side of the table, with a gully face, showing a hint of unexplained regret: "Richer, since you have returned here, there are some things I better tell you... Your birth is my fault."

"Decades ago, Eleanor, who pursued immortality, found a secret method of human body replication from the Presbyterian collection." Eliad shook his head slightly: "As long as you get a part of the human body, through the effects of superpowers and the soaking of the potion, you can nurture the same replica in the culture tank."

Ruiqier quietly lowered his head and listened to the old man's narration calmly, but his nails had penetrated deeply into the skin of his palm.

"At that time, I was very interested in this technology, so I hoped that Eleanor would inform me of its principles. What I didn't expect was that she proposed a condition that shocked me: I would help to cultivate a replica of her."

Eliad stood up and looked at the huge glass trough that had already fallen from the corner of the wall: "I asked her why...she told me that if she could have the same replica, once her human body reached its limit due to aging, she could get everything she needed from the replica...organs, skin, blood..."

"At first I was very resistant to this practice, but the attraction of the secret method finally forced me to compromise. After that, you were born."

Reichel plucked the hair in his ear and said in a teasing tone: "So, I am like a backup tool box, and the parts on my body will be removed at any time and replaced by someone?"

Eliad ignored Richer's sarcastic tone and continued, "After you were born, I just treated you as an experimental subject at the beginning. However, as time goes by, watching you grow from a baby to a girl, the various experiences gradually changed my mood."

Eliad touched his beard and recalled, "I remember it was a winter evening. You were three months away from the coming-of-age ceremony, and Eleanor found me and asked me if your body was "mature"?"

Ruiqier's eyes were cold and he didn't say a word.

"At that time, I suddenly realized that I didn't know how to answer. I spent a whole day in the lab and finally made a decision...I made some tricks on you."

"Words and feet?"

“I used special medicines that are mixed into your daily diet, which can cause some toxic reactions in your body and make you no longer suitable as Eleanor’s backup.”

Hearing this, Reichel was a little surprised: "The diseases I had in the past were not actually because of my natural defects, but because you secretly applied medicine?"

"Even if I used the medicine to make you show signs of poisoning, Eleanor still did not intend to let you go. She wanted to destroy her replica, which is you, more than once." Eliard looked at Richer's face and said slowly: "As for the reason, you should be able to guess."

Reicher lowered his eyelids, thought for a while, and said with a smile: "Because she saw another self from me."

"That's right, as a replica of Eleanor, you, at that time, were exactly the same as Eleanor in terms of appearance, figure and temperament. According to the personality of that woman, it was impossible for her to tolerate another self."

Reichel suddenly raised his head, looked at Eliad, and asked in a deep voice: "Please tell me truthfully, is Mia's death also related to me?"

The latter was stunned, silent for a while, and finally shook his head: "That was a tragedy, but her body could just help you get rid of Eleanor's endless entanglement."
Chapter completed!