B-00 stared intently at the camera.
Through the cold lens, that gloomy, razor-sharp gaze looked exactly as if it were using the entirety of its willpower to tear through the screen, frantically searching for a single silhouette.
The entire underground control room of CORE fell into a deathly silence.
No one dared to breathe heavily. It was glaringly obvious that this was an experimental subject they had created themselves, yet they feared it just like a monster. Those wearing white coats who always prided themselves on their ability to control everything were now standing rooted to the spot.
How truly laughable it was; cowards always nurtured the dream of creating something capable of submerging humanity.
"Wait a minute..."
Amidst that suffocating atmosphere, a researcher suddenly spoke up with a trembling voice, his fingers typing frantically on the keyboard: "The brainwaves of B-00... are not completely chaotic!"
All eyes simultaneously fixed upon the central screen.
