Death and Conspiracy (25)

At this moment, Lu Jia'er wished she could hear Jin Shengping's internal voice, at least then she could possibly find answers to every question easily. However, she could hear nothing. In front of him, she was just like a normal person because she could hear no inner voice.

That being said, Lu Jia'er did pick something up from his expressions and his eyes. She could feel that he was struggling within and conflicted. All too soon, however, determination returned within his eyes.

"Are you saying that even with a heart transplant, there is little time left for Ace? So, the only way to prolong his life is to turn him into an advanced AI like me, right?" Lu Jia'er tried to sound him out.

Jin Shengping, who was standing on his crutch, turned around a bit. He stared at Lu Jia'er who was tied to the testbed. In his expression, there were deep and unfathomable meanings that Lu Jia'er could not discern.

He did not respond to her question. It was quiet in the lab.