She pointed to another young woman, "She's been here for five years."
"And him, he's only two years old."
But it was a boy who appeared to be about ten.
Ye Anqi's eyes flickered, "I don't understand what you're saying?"
Hena smiled, "Let's put it this way, they've been created, do you get it now?"
"..."
Ye Anqi was shocked for a moment and struggled to utter, "Clones?"
"Smart," Hena smiled softly, concealing her wicked heart beneath her expression.
"They are our finest creations so far, but now that we've succeeded, what we'll create next will be perfect. As for them, they're all flawed specimens."
Ye Anqi's face turned slightly pale, and she suddenly felt like vomiting.
How could such a filthy thing exist in this world?
And they hadn't just created one, but countless ones.
These dozens were just part of the whole.
