After transmigrating into the book, I helped my mother reconcile with her divorced husband.

I opened my eyes and found myself lying on the cold floor. I sat up dazedly and saw the busy staff. Each of them was wearing a white jumpsuit and a large white hat that covered most of their faces.

The work badge only has a code and no name or other information.

As her hand passed through their bodies, she realized she might be dead.

I tried to call out to the system, but my mind was as calm as the Dead Sea, without any response.

Looking around curiously, she discovered it was a huge, oval-shaped laboratory with a distinctly modern, high-tech feel. She picked one that looked appealing and followed him through several thick doors to a massive glass enclosure.

She saw herself.

She was not the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Pingnan, but the infamous international assassin Lu Zhiyuan.

She floated in a clear solution, her body covered in tubes, especially her head, which was so densely packed it almost triggered her trypophobia. Just as she was filled with doubt, she heard Ye Bai's familiar voice.

It wasn't Xiao Yebai, the King of Southern Chu, but Ye Bai, the assassin who grew up with her.

She was overjoyed to learn that Ye Bai was still alive.

Turning around, she met those familiar eyes and couldn't help but run forward. Ye Bai walked past her and stopped in front of the huge glass dome.

"Mr. Ye, this is the process and results of the 99th experiment. Compared with the previous 98, many uncontrollable changes occurred in this experiment. We intervened manually many times, but... Mr. Ye, you should take a look for yourself."

Mr. Ye?

When did Ye Bai become CEO Ye?

Could it be another person who looks like Ye Bai?

Curious, she walked around to the front and looked closely. It was indeed Ye Bai; even his eyes were familiar, but he seemed much older.

"Ye Bai, you've gotten old!"

"Ah Yuan?" Ye Bai suddenly looked up and asked his assistant, "Did you hear anything?"

The assistant shook his head: "I didn't hear anything."

Ye Bai looked at the glass cover: "I think I heard A Yuan's voice."

"Miss Lu?"

The assistant looked at the glass case and said, "You've been working non-stop for days, you must be tired."

Ye Bai pinched the bridge of his nose and gestured for the staff to open the next door: "Prepare for the 100th test. No matter what, I want her back."

Lu Zhiyuan stood on her tiptoes: "Who do you want to come back? Is there anyone else you care about besides me? You, Ye Bai, locking me in a glass case is one thing, but you're thinking about someone else?"

She grew angrier as she spoke, hands on her hips, berating, "Speaking of which, why did you get old, and why did you lock me in that glass dome? No, not locked, but soaked! You actually soaked me in that glass dome and inserted one, two, three, four, five... countless tubes into me. Ye Bai, Ye Bai, what did I ever do to wrong you?"

"Ah Yuan?" Ye Bai frowned, looking at the open space in front of him. "Is that you? Have you come back?"

Lu Zhiyuan peeked out from behind Ye Bai: "What do you mean? Could it be that I'm dead? Then what am I now? A ghost? An energy being?"

Lu Zhiyuan took a half step back, biting her nails: "It's over, it's over, my worldview has collapsed, there really are ghosts in the world!"

Before the words were even finished, Lu Zhiyuan inside the glass enclosure began to convulse, and the entire laboratory erupted in chaos, with various instruments and equipment blaring and clattering. Ye Bai, looking at Lu Zhiyuan inside the glass enclosure with an excited expression, exclaimed, "Quick, the experimental data!"

A staff member wearing glasses ran over and handed over a thick stack of documents.

"I only want the newest set."

The staff pulled out the few sheets that were placed at the bottom.

Data showed that Lu Zhiyuan's brainwaves were unusually active. Ye Bai immediately instructed staff to conduct the latest data analysis to determine whether the brainwave activity was stable.

"Ye Bai, what are you going to do to my body?"

Lu Zhiyuan followed Ye Bai through a higher-security door to a more spacious room. It was spacious because there weren't many staff members or equipment; there were only twelve coffins made of special materials. Except for the last two, the first ten were empty.

When Ye Bai opened the eleventh coffin, Lu Zhiyuan was stunned, because there was another version of her inside.

There are actually two Lu Zhiyuans in the world?

No, not just one. If the last coffin also contains her, then there are three. If the ten empty coffins before that also contain her, then there are thirteen.

Thirteen Lu Zhiyuan, is he playing with cloning?

From Ye Bai's soliloquy, she pieced together a truth. Years ago, when she and Ye Bai were being hunted by members of the organization, she fell into the sea to protect Ye Bai, and by the time Ye Bai found her, she was already dead.

At that time, Ye Bai was already in a state of madness. He neither accepted nor acknowledged Lu Zhiyuan's death, so he spent a fortune to freeze her. He then organized and recruited experts from various fields to build this world-class laboratory. His idea was to transfer Lu Zhiyuan's brain or brainwaves to a clone through transplantation or transmission, allowing the clone to be resurrected as Lu Zhiyuan. This method could be considered a form of resurrection.

The idea was good, but the execution was difficult. To resurrect Lu Zhiyuan, he worked diligently and tirelessly for twelve years; everything he did was for this purpose. Ye Bai was no longer the spirited young man he once was, but a globally renowned entrepreneur, the prominent President Ye, a figure on the rich list. The woman before him was not a ghost in the traditional sense, but a product of modern technology, a bug in the system—the technical vulnerability the technicians had just mentioned.

Ye Bai's experiments are extremely complex, having failed 99 times so far. The so-called "transmigration" is Ye Bai's experiment to fully activate her brain, encompassing multiple fields such as traditional medicine, biology, cell biology, electronic engineering, and AI programming. It is precisely because of the complexity of this experiment that Lu Zhiyuan, after transmigrating into the book, became proficient in medicine, encountered puppets, and came into contact with strange, spider-web-like parasites that can cause mutations and slow down aging.

Her guess was correct. There was more than one Lu Zhiyuan in that world. They either looked the same as her or looked different from her. Each of them was the kind of person she once wanted to be.

The Crown Prince, Xiao Yebai, Lu Yun, and Han Ting—each of them bears a resemblance to Ye Bai, whether in appearance, temperament, or simply in a name similar to him, yet possessing an appearance that Lu Zhiyuan would absolutely adore.

He wanted to use these things to awaken Lu Zhiyuan.

He succeeded, but he also caused a bug in the system connected to his brain, which led to the appearance of a ghost-like figure.

Since it's a vulnerability, it can't last long; the technicians here will fix it soon. Thinking this, she walked behind Ye Bai, hands behind her back, and mischievously wrapped her arms around his waist. Standing on tiptoe, she breathed into his ear, "Do you remember our promise? I don't want to live like this anymore. Ye Bai, set me free!"

As the system was repaired, Ye Bai heard these words, and his pupils dilated: "A Yuan, is that you? You're back, you're really back."

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting so long." Lu Zhiyuan traced his eyebrows and eyes: "You've gotten old, you've even grown gray hair."

Ye Bai's eyes were red as he gazed longingly at every part of her: "You're still so beautiful, exactly the same as I remember you."

"Thank you for helping me fulfill my wish." Lu Zhiyuan smiled, her eyes crinkling. "You remembered the story I told you and made me a character in it. Ye Bai, I'm so happy, really happy."

"Ah Yuan!" Ye Bai wanted to touch her, but his fingers went right through her brow bone. "Ah Yuan! My Ah Yuan!"

"Do you remember our promise? No matter who dies, the one who survives must live well in the other's place. Ye Bai, leave this laboratory, get married, have children, and live the ordinary life I desire."

"No, I can't live without you!" Seeing her figure flicker, Ye Bai couldn't wait to hug her and keep her: "A-Yuan—"

"You can do it! Goodbye, don't be sad, I will be watching over you from another world."

Lu Zhiyuan waved her hand, a tear disappearing before it even hit the ground. The equipment emitted a piercing buzz, and a bespectacled staff member rushed in.

"Mr. Ye, Miss Lu's brainwaves..." Seeing Ye Bai's expression, the staff member didn't dare to finish the sentence, "This is the last set of data left by the brainwaves. According to the technicians' analysis, it means 'I love you'!"

Ye Bai knelt down on the ground, holding the paper in his hands.

Ah Yuan, I love you too, but I never had the chance to tell you.