Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace - Chapter 397

Chapter 397: CHAPTER 397 Chapter 397: CHAPTER 397 Jimmy took in a sharp breath.

“Now that Dexter is already dead for some time…” Sophia coldly glanced over at him.

He stopped talking and went to hide in the corner.

Carol remained silent, only sparing her a glance once.

Sophia sat on the ground unmoving, quietly closing her eyes.

“We’re done for good.

None of us can escape now,” Jimmy said after a while, figuring that he must have lost his mind to have believed in her words.

“She wouldn’t have come without having absolute certainty.

She has been gambling the moment she stepped onto this cargo ship,” Carol said, her voice low as she indicated for him to keep quiet.

“You’d better keep your mouth shut for now.

We’ll definitely be done for good if you make her angry.” She knew all too well what Sophia was like.

Back in the orphanage, she would stab someone with a knife if she got unhappy.

Jimmy felt chills running down his back and decided to leave it to fate.

He closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Sophia sat in her corner quietly, wanting to recharge as she felt too lethargic.

“Are you still there?” She had a dream that night.

She dreamt of falling into darkness and constantly calling for Dexter to get his response.

Yet he never gave her one.

“Dexter!” Sunlight streamed in through the door crack by the time she woke up.

The sounds of waves were loud as they were all locked inside a container on the dock.

Sophia got up and walked to the entrance of the container, looking out.

She found the sun shining brightly on the sea today.

It was already daytime.

Jimmy was still asleep, while Carol seemed to have not slept a wink.

“The Othard region’s Genome Society will disappear instantly if we destroy this ship,” she said hoarsely.

“If we destroy this ship, there’ll always be others.

There’s too much trash in this world, piling up one after another.

“Sophia turned and looked at Carol.

“Someone has to deal with the trash regardless of the quantity.

Although the trash on the streets never stops, the sanitary workers still come and go.

Some jobs just have to be done, even when people think of the workers as the lowest of the low,” Carol said, laughing sardonically.

“It’s just like how many of the wealthy today think they’re noble, standing high above and looking down on everyone else.

But society is built by different layers.

Without the lower classes, how could they sustain their so- called elite lives?” Carol got up and looked at the light that was streaming in.

“It’s foolish to think that you can build a skyscraper without laying its foundations.” “So, what’s your purpose behind taking up the Rebels, then?

Is it to wipe out these elites and eliminate class divisions so that you can create a so-called equal world?” Sophia found Carol’s ideas a little too naive.

She continued, “Conflicts exist when people are around.

The unpredictability of human nature is what creates this vibrant and complex society.

Changing it is much harder than you think.” Carol said, “Money makes the world go round.

These wealthy people have already built a large network to control the entire world.

Genome Society holds the key to the global economy, and the Othard region is just a part of it!

“If we could just make use of it and utilize the Reincarnation Project…

Even if we can’t achieve it in ten, 20, or 30 years, surely, we’d be able to reach the pinnacle if we were to live up to a hundred or 200 years old!” Carol was trying to convince Sophia to join the Rebels.

They could let a selected few reincarnate using the technology, repeating it up until they managed to turn into opportunists behind the large network.

“We’re both geniuses, Sophia.

We have the ability to dominate the world.

God created us to rise above others and be His right-hand men!” she said, pointing at her brain.

The level of intelligence had largely divided humans into different classes.

Carol believed the world she wanted to create was that of complete fairness and equality.

In reality, she just wanted to eliminate all class distinctions other than her own.

It was an even more terrifying thought.

She wanted to shape herself into an one-of-a-kind and irreplaceable god.

Everyone else would be merely commoners beneath her.

There would no longer be nobles or wealthy people.

Everyone would be reduced to ants, obediently crawling within the massive, invisible web she had spun.

“Didn’t you used to think that you’re the genius God created, and you have the right to eliminate artificially- created ants like us on God’s behalf?” Sophia chuckled coldly, blatantly exposing Carol’s scheme.

Carol seemed like she was trying to persuade her to join the Rebels to create a new world.

However, Carol would kill her off without hesitation once she lost her value.

“Being smart is your strength, Carol, but being too smart is your fatal flaw.” Sophia chuckled as she looked at her.

After being exposed, Carol no longer put on an act.

Her eyes burned with the desire to kill.

“Do you think you’ll win every time, Sophia?

Dexter is already dead, and you’re nothing without him!

I’d like to see you try winning against me this time!” Sophia looked at her coldly and smiled.

“He wouldn’t let me lose-not ever!” The container hatch swung open soon after, flooding the space with bright sunlight.

At that moment, Sophia felt as if she was enveloped in the embrace of the sun.

A warm sensation poured down from above.

Jimmy was already awake then.

He seemed somewhat dazed as he looked at Sophia.

“Our boss wants to meet you.” The mercenary leader glanced at her and gestured for her to go out.

Sophia flashed Carol a smile.

“I told you, I won’t lose.” Carol clenched her fists and defiantly said, “Don’t get too happy yet.

I haven’t lost either!” Sophia ignored her and walked out.

Carol lost her cool and yelled, “Don’t get too cocky, Sophia!

We’ll meet again at the top!” Sophia turned around and gave her a finger.

“Don’t say that.

You’ll never get to the top.” “Sophia!” Carol screamed in frustration.

“What good is screaming?

Can you get out alive by doing that?” Jimmy commented sarcastically.

“What a lunatic!” “Shut up, you!

An artificially-modified worm like you should just die!” Carol lost her temper and yelled.

Jimmy sneered, “Is that so?

I love seeing how you can’t stand me, yet you can’t kill me.” Carol tightened her fists and stared angrily at him.

“You idiot!

Can’t you tell what she has been gambling on?

She’s betting that the one who got reincarnated into Andy’s clone subject is Dexter and not Andy!

“If Dexter managed to reincarnate using Andy’s clone subject, do you think they’ll let us escape alive?” Jimmy frowned.

“Don’t you need the same genes to reincarnate?

Even though Dexter and Andy are father and son…

Carol chuckled coldly.

“Haven’t you thought of the possibility that the reincarnation will succeed as long as a certain genetic lock matches?

It could then work on twins or father and sons.

“The reason why Dexter and Sophia never told anyone about it was because they were afraid those wealthy elites would extend their filthy claws toward their own descendants.” In a way, the costs for a clone subject were too high, but it was a much lower cost for wealthy people to get someone to give birth to their children.

When the wealthy grew old, they could continue living and inheriting their family businesses by reincarnating into their sons.

It was a terrifying thought.

“If that’s the case, does that mean it’s possible that Dexter’s the one who reincarnated into Andy’s clone subject?” Jimmy asked softly.