บท 245: Chapter 172: Skin Painting as Cocoon, A New Identity

At the instant Chu Zheng crushed the chip, the Reformation Place discovered an anomaly.

In the vast silvery-white room, numerous virtual screens flickered with various information and data, occasionally emitting a sharp beep.

Beep—

Another sharp sound resonated, and a young woman turned her gaze toward it, scanning the information that appeared. She quickly reached a conclusion:

"Number 46—173, the chip has been destroyed, forcibly excavated and damaged with external force, over thirty percent of brain tissue is damaged, survival rate extremely low, even if he survives, likely to lose all mobility."

Not far away, an older man heard this and said indifferently, "Check, who took away number 46—173?"

The woman bowed her head, and after a couple of breaths, she lifted it again, with a look of realization on her face: "It was... Miss Qi Hua."

Hearing the name Qi Hua, the man waved his hand dismissively, shifting his gaze: