Crystal Bank 22

Faye woke up!

At that moment, everyone's pupils involuntarily contracted, their eyes unblinking and hair standing on end. Could it be that she hadn't died? Was she returning for vengeance, or had she been reborn? This was nothing short of miraculous! The investors below the stage stared in disbelief at Faye on the dissecting table, their minds racing with various speculations.

Perhaps this was all deliberately orchestrated, but the thrill of not knowing whether it was real or staged was utterly breathtaking.

Neve, on the side, was utterly shocked, stepping back repeatedly. Her hand covered her mouth, trying to maintain her composure. Could it be that what he brought... wasn't a corpse? Had he just stunned someone on the street and brought them over for dissection? When did such a ruthless person arrive at the South District Blood Station? While Neve felt a chill, she couldn't help but cast a look of admiration.