"What? Tracks?"
Chen Xuan turned his head in surprise to take a closer look, noticing that the "meridians" were indeed in parallel pairs, with auxiliary tendrils arranged longitudinally between them. It seemed plausible to call them a juvenile version of tracks...
"It's mimicking the subway... Tracks shouldn't be part of the subway, right?"
"Who knows? Our understanding of nano-living bodies is limited—as a new form of life, they've existed only for thirty or forty years." Lin Qing rubbed her forehead. "I've given this phenomenon a name, called metamorphosis. Its mimicry range has clearly exceeded the boundaries of its original form, beginning to expand into something else. This is definitely a very dangerous warning."
"Some even call it cancerization," Ji added. "The boundaries are unclear, growing unchecked, much like cancer cells, aren't they? The poor residents of the Park Station were swallowed by the subway without any defenses."
It is indeed terrifying.
