Alien Knights

In a room filled with a pungent antiseptic smell, an old man with a silver beard hanging down to his knees sat on a dilapidated root-carved wooden chair, flipping through the papers on the table, and kept recording something in his hands.

Rachel and Sabrina followed the servant and stood behind the old man.

The former lowered his head, waiting for the old man to speak with a respectful face; while the latter clenched the dagger in his arms with a full face of vigilance.

After 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".

"Rachel, you always like to leave without saying goodbye, and you always like to show up suddenly." Iliad twisted his sore back, and looked at the woman in front of him with soft eyes: "Before you exhaust my patience , you'd better be able to explain clearly."

Rachel didn't speak, but took out a brand new printed book from her arms, and gently placed it on the table.

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

"Is this the printing technique of Muxi City?" After receiving Rachel's affirmative answer, Eliard touched the faint traces on the paper and said, "Unlike the block printing in the south, Muxicheng uses movable printing. Blocks...a bunch of smart guys, fun."

Seeing Eliard's expression, Rachel heaved a sigh of relief, and then said: "Elder, please turn to the title page and find out who the author of this book is?"

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

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

The smile on the old man's face finally made Rachel completely relaxed.

"Let me see, what did this old guy write... the molecular theory of the microcosm? What is this?"

Eliade frowned and read a few pages, put the book down, and asked Rachel: "Is this book really written by Terrence?"

Rachel smiled slightly: "Elder, do you think I will use a book to deceive you? This is like trying to deceive a jewelry appraiser with a stone. This book is indeed the work that Master Terence has just completed. The advanced textbooks of Muxi University can be bought everywhere in Muxi City."

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

Rachel took out six more books from her bosom as if doing a magic trick, and put them in front of Eliard: "These are textbooks on microcosmic theory, Master Terrence is in charge of the last one, the first few books Compiled by a number of scholars."

Looking at the books on the table, Eliard looked at Rachel with quite a headache: "Rachel, your cleverness always makes people helpless. Seriously, you shouldn't come back here."

Rachel shook her head with a wry smile, and looked around the furnishings in the room, the biological organs soaked in glass jars, the surgical instruments placed in the cabinet, and the neatly stacked books and drawings. These made her whisper with emotion: " I was born here, I belong here."

The old man pointed at Sabrina and said to the masked servant, "Take her to the next room to rest."

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

Iliad watched as the masked servant took Sabrina to the next room. He then arranged the books into a pile and placed them on the side of the table. On his face full of grooves, there was a hint of regret: " Rachel, since you're back here, there are some things I'd better tell you... It was my fault that you were born."

"Decades ago, Eleanor, who was pursuing immortality, found a secret method of human body replication from the library of the Presbyterian Church." Iliad shook his head slightly: "As long as you get a part of the human body, through the effect of supernatural powers , and the immersion of the medicine, it will be able to raise exactly the same replicas in the culture tank."

Rachel quietly lowered her head, listening to the old man's narration with a calm expression, but her nails had already penetrated deeply into the skin of her palm.

"At that time, I was very interested in this technology, and I hoped that Eleanor would tell me its principle. What I didn't expect was that she put forward a condition that surprised me: asking me to help cultivate A duplicate of her."

Iliad stood up and looked at the huge glass tank that had already fallen into dust in the corner: "I asked her why... She told me that if she could have an identical replica, once her human body reached the limit due to aging, it would be fine. Get everything she needs from the clone...organs, skin, blood..."

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

Rachel plucked the hair by her ears, and said in a teasing tone: "So, I'm like a backup toolbox, and the parts on my body will be removed at any time and replaced by others?"

Iliad ignored Rachel's mocking tone, and continued: "After you were born, I just treated you as an experimental product at the beginning. But, as time goes by, watching you grow from From a baby to a young girl, the various experiences in the process have gradually changed my mood a little."

Eliade stroked his beard and recalled: "I remember, it was a winter evening. You were about to hold a coming-of-age ceremony in three months, and Eleanor found me and asked me if your body has passed" Mature"?"

Rachel's eyes were cold and she said nothing.

"At that time, I suddenly found that I didn't know how to answer. After sitting in the laboratory for a whole day, I finally made a decision... I did some tricks on you."

"Hands and feet?"

"I used some special drugs, mixed in your daily diet, they can cause some toxic reactions in your body, making you no longer suitable as Eleanor's backup."

Hearing this, Rachel was a little surprised: "Those diseases in my body in the past were not actually due to birth defects, but because you secretly took drugs?"

"Even though I used drugs to make you show signs of poisoning, Eleanor still didn't intend to let you go. She wanted to destroy her duplicate body more than once, which is you." Iliad looked at Rachel's face , slowly said: "As for the reason, you should be able to guess."

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

"That's right, as a copy of Eleanor. At that time, you were exactly the same as Eleanor in terms of appearance, figure, and temperament. According to that woman's personality, it is impossible to tolerate the existence of another self. "

Rachel suddenly raised her head, looked at Eliade, and asked in a deep voice, "Please tell me the truth, is Mia's death also related to me?"

The latter was stunned for a while, and was silent for a while, before finally shaking his head: "It was a tragedy, but her corpse just happened to let you get rid of Eleanor's endless entanglements."