The cold, metallic tip, carrying the scent of death, was aimed at her violently heaving chest!

Jiang Chan's heart pounded like a drum! Fear coiled around her like vines, and she instinctively wanted to struggle! But she clenched her teeth so hard that her gums almost bled! She closed her eyes! But her body trembled violently uncontrollably! No! She couldn't move! She absolutely couldn't show any abnormality! Otherwise, all her efforts would be in vain! Endure! She had to endure it!

A blinding white light flashed from the tip of the robotic arm!

Buzz—!

A burning sensation instantly pierced her chest! It wasn't excruciating pain, but more like a deep anesthesia and energy blockade! Jiang Chan felt her entire upper body instantly lose sensation! Like a piece of numb wood! Only her consciousness remained, coldly and clearly observing everything!

She could "feel" that the cold metal tip, vibrating at a high frequency and with unimaginable precision, silently sliced ​​through her chest skin and muscles, like cutting through butter! No blood spurted out; the cut was instantly burned and sealed by some kind of energy!

Then, a device with suction cups and precision claws reached inside!

Gently and steadily, it enveloped the beating heart in my chest!

A feeling of being detached!

It felt like life was being forcibly ripped away!

She could "feel" the blood vessels and nerves connected to her heart being carefully severed and sealed off, one by one, by an extremely precise force! With each one severed, it felt as if a sliver of life was being pulled away! An indescribable emptiness and weakness surged from deep within her body!

Her heart, the poisonous fruit that carried all her hopes for revenge and was thoroughly soaked in "sweet poison," was gently and steadily lifted by those cold mechanical claws and taken out of her open chest cavity!

Deprived of its warm body and exposed to the cold air, the heart throbbed weakly and stubbornly in the mechanical claw's palm. Covered in a layer of warm liquid, it reflected a fuller, more... lustrous sheen than a normal heart under the remaining light inside the tank, like a ripe, poisonous berry waiting to be bitten.

The mechanical claw, cradling the still faintly beating heart, swiftly and smoothly retracted into the metal arm. The incision in the chest cavity was quickly scanned and sealed by a laser, leaving only a thin scar covered by some kind of transparent gel.

The clips securing the hands and feet clicked open.

Jiang Chan's body completely lost its support, collapsing limply at the bottom of the cold glass jar. Her chest felt empty, filled only with a bone-chilling coldness and emptiness. Each difficult breath tugged at the sealed wound, bringing a numb, dull pain.

With her heart gone, the life support system immediately switched to standby mode, and the other tubes inserted into her body seemed to be pressurized, delivering stronger life support fluid to barely keep her alive.