Bao’er’s Weakness
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Bao'er's blood dropped on the wheel. It was like a drop on a sponge. It was immediately absorbed by the surface.
The drop of blood spread across the transparent crystal clock. It eventually got sucked into the machine and the cogwheels inside. It was then the cogwheels started to spin.
The three needles started to spin. They spun so fast that the whole crystal clock's light grew brighter and brighter.
This situation lasted an hour. Han Sen asked a couple of times, but he did not get an answer from the geno tablet.
After a while more, the crystal clock stopped and reverted to how it used to look.
The geno tablet finally spoke. "Weird. Is she really your daughter?"
"She is my daughter," Han Sen said. "Do you have a problem with that?"