Warhammer, I'm a nanny, not your father!

She drifted in the void, as if falling into a deep, lightless sea. The darkness around her swallowed up all her senses, and only the biting loneliness and coldness flooded her heart like a tide.

Is this death?

So she is dead?

So how did she die?

Her consciousness floated in the void, and fragments of memory flashed and disappeared like fleeting glimpses, unable to piece together a complete picture.

She tried in vain to grasp something, but only felt emptiness.

"5973, 5973, can you hear me?"

A distant and familiar call penetrated the darkness and brought her consciousness back to her body.

"Doctor...Evan." She murmured unconsciously.

"5973, are you awake?"

"Who am I?" She squeezed out a hoarse tremor from her dry throat. "I can't remember anything. Why am I here?"

"Don't worry, it's normal to have fuzzy memories." The woman's voice was gentle and caring. "The nervous system needs an adjustment period to rebuild. Those scattered memory fragments will slowly return to their original state like a puzzle."

"Who are you?" she murmured.

"I'm Dr. Ivan, you can also call me Eva. I have this thanks to my illiterate father, who accidentally wrote an extra letter when registering."

"Why can't I see anything?"

The girl's voice was filled with confusion, and her fingertips unconsciously touched the surroundings, as if confirming the existence of this strange world.

But she was surrounded by some kind of smooth barrier, as if trapped in a small box.

"This is normal. It takes time for the visual nerves to rebuild. The anesthesia dosage was correct, but perhaps it's because of your special genes. In any case, you woke up too early. What can you think of now?"

"I do not remember."

"It's okay, take your time. How about we start with arithmetic? What's three times three?"

"Nine."

"Where's Sanjiu?"

"Twenty-seven."

"What's one thousand minus seven?"

"Nine hundred and ninety-three, I think I can see it."

The girl's long eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, and the cold white light of the laboratory slowly seeped into her field of vision.

Those blurry blocks of color gradually coalesced into shape, finally settling on a woman in a white coat leaning over to observe her.

The woman leaned over and examined the girl carefully, her eyes gleaming with a scientist's curiosity and excitement. "The visual nerve reconstruction is progressing 129% faster than expected. Your gene sequence is truly unique!"

"Doctor... Ivan?" Her voice was as thin as a thread, still dazed from just waking up.

"It's me. Do you remember your name?"

"I don't remember." The girl's slender fingertips unconsciously touched her right shoulder, "My head..."

Dr. Ivan: "Your secondary brain has spontaneously apoptosis. This is just a phantom limb effect."

"Phantom limb?" The term was unfamiliar to her.

"Although the secondary brain has atrophied, I have successfully integrated its neural units into your main cortex. Your synaptic conduction speed has now reached 219% of the baseline value."

The girl felt confused. What was Dr. Ivan talking about?

Her head is clearly still there!

"Ignore her, she's crazy." A voice echoed in my head.

Dr. Ivan: "This might give you some special perceptions, like occasionally feeling like you have two modes of thought at the same time. After all, you once had two brains operating independently. Is it similar to that? Like, occasionally there's another voice in your head?"

"Don't tell her, she'll kill us." The voice in her head warned her.

"No." The girl murmured. She believed her because she was who she was.

Dr. Ivan: "If any unusual reactions occur, please inform me immediately."

"Your mutation is truly unique. This extreme mutation, a double-headed symbiosis, is unheard of."

"During the third phase of treatment, your vital signs dropped below the safety threshold nine times. Every time I was about to give up, you miraculously came back to life. It was simply incredible."

Dr. Ivan: "So, do you remember your name?"

"Is this important?"

"You can consider this a test."

"5973."

"That's a number, not a name."

She frowned slightly and tried to search her memory, "Kalin, is this my name?"

Dr. Ivan: "Yes, but I want to give you a new name."

"what name?"

"Eve."

Karin: "Eve, what does this mean?"

"Among the beliefs spread in ancient Terra, one of the most widespread belief systems holds that Adam and Eve are the ancestors of the human race. Adam was the first living person created by God from dust in his own image, and Eve was created by Jehovah from Adam's rib."

"I am the ancestor of mankind?"

"No, but if I can continue to perfect my experiments on you, you may become the ancestor of a new human race."

"Then why am I not called Adam?"

"Because Adam is a male name! I don't want to make such a stupid mistake like my father!"

A playful voice suddenly sounded in Karin's heart, "You already have a name, so why not give it to me, Eve?"

Karin was slightly startled, then responded gently from the depths of her consciousness: "Okay, I'll give you this name."

Dr. Ivan: "Eve, your neural activity is far above baseline. Is there something wrong?"

Karin was about to respond when a cheerful voice rang out, "She's calling me. Let me come out and answer her."

The voice was filled with unconcealable anticipation, like a butterfly eager to break out of its cocoon.

Karin could clearly feel the mixture of coquettishness and willfulness in the other person's voice when she said this, just like a younger sister asking her older sister for her favorite toy.

Karin acquiesced gently, "Okay, then you answer."

Eve blinked slightly, "Nothing, I was just thinking."

……

"What are you looking at so intently?"

Dr. Ivan's voice made Karin, who was sitting on the bed, lower her head. "I, I seem to see someone."

"people?"

Dr. Ivan felt very strange. In her eyes, Karin was just staring at the wall in a daze.

"what kind of person?"

"A man, and a little angel with silver hair, purple eyes, and pure white wings."

Dr. Ivan: "Could it be Jehovah coming to take you to heaven? What does that man look like?"

"Are you awake?" The man's voice seemed to come from far away.

"My Lord... I... I was wrong..." Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's.

Dr. Ivan frowned: "Eve, what are you talking about?"

Eve: "She's calling me, let me explain."

Karin suddenly dropped her head, and Eve raised her chin proudly, "I see the future."

Dr. Ivan: "You mean prediction? I don't know much about psykers, but in theory, psykers do have the gift of predicting the future with a small probability."

"No, it's inevitable!"

"Take it as inevitable, then how far into the future are you seeing?"

"More than four thousand nine hundred years."

Dr. Ivan asked curiously, "What kind of future do you see? Was our experiment successful?"

Eve: "No, you failed."

This is what God told her.

……

"Karin, can't you hear me?" Eve's voice was filled with condescending pity.

Karin lowered her head. "I'm sorry, Eve. I'm really trying to listen..."

"Why don't you understand?" Eve's tone suddenly turned cold. "God's voice is so clear, and you are like a deaf person, turning a deaf ear to it! I understand now. God chose me, not you, and this is why!"

Karin whispered, "But we are one, Eve. We are sisters."

"Shut up! God chose me, only me! Karin, you are hindering the divine mission!"

Chapter 158: For This Plate of Vinegar (5K)

"The experiment failed again." Dr. Ivan scratched his head with a frown. The lab table was scattered with densely packed data tablets. "But why? The experiment was successful on you, so why can't the other subjects even achieve the most basic genetic stability?"

Karin: "Could it be that we misjudged the dangers of the genetic mutation?"

Dr. Ivan slumped dejectedly into his swivel chair. "Human genes are indeed a complex mess, and your gene sequence is indeed unique. It can significantly increase your survival rate to 100%. But your core gene sequence is the same, and it can indeed suppress mutations in other genes. That's why it doesn't make sense. Why does it only work for you and not for others?"

Karin said softly, "Dr. Ivan, scientific exploration is a process of trial and error. You don't have to be discouraged."

"You're right, maybe I should try a different approach."

……

"Karin! What are you doing?" Eve's voice was distorted with anger. "You are defying God!"

Karin's fingertips were trembling, but she pressed the confirmation button firmly: "I'm doing what I should do."

The nutrient solution in the culture chamber was quickly drained, and the subject's limbs began to spasm.

When Dr. Ivan rushed into the laboratory, the experimental subject in the incubator had turned into a stiff corpse.

Dr. Ivan: "I need an explanation!"

Karin's voice was as light as a feather. "If the experiment fails, he will destroy the shelter."

Dr. Ivan stared at the stiff corpse in the incubator, and after a long silence, he slowly nodded without blaming Karin for her behavior.

Her experiment was indeed unsuccessful. Not only could the limb mutations of the experimental subject not be effectively controlled, but the subject began to grow a secondary brain.

The most important thing is that Dr. Ivan believes in Karin's prediction.

This can help her eliminate another wrong option.

Life is about evolution, and those options that fail to evolve will only taint the human gene pool.

……

"Eve! Are you crazy?"

Dr. Ivan's voice exploded in the lab, "6666 has been running stably for 65 days, and all monitoring results show that her genetic sequence is even more perfect than your original data!"

"We were almost there, our experiment was almost successful, and her successful experience can be applied to everyone! Tell me, why did you kill the hope of saving Baal with your own hands?"

"No...it's not me..."

Karin's lips trembled slightly. It wasn't her who did it, it was Eve, but her excuse was as pale as her face.

How could Dr. Iven believe her?

There is no point in making excuses.

In everyone's eyes, she and Eve are the same person.