Chapter 224

No.17's semi-transparent, deep green tentacle quietly extended outward, latching onto the hem of Elara's coat, only to be shaken loose as she paced back and forth. No.17 clung to the edge of the water chamber. He reached out again, his voice low and calling, "Elara..." Why was she unhappy? Elara didn't hear him. Her thoughts were unsettled. She returned to the Synesthesia Lab and looked up at the gigantic glass chamber. Her sixth sense told her that something was wrong. She had no idea how she and No.4 communicated, but she felt a connection. The jellyfish swam forward out of the dazzling blue waves. Its delicate tentacles gently traced her outline through the glass. Elara could sense it. Right now, No.4 felt deeply insecure. It was anxious. What was going on? She climbed back up to the top of the tank, opened the feeding hatch, and knocked lightly on the edge. "Aurel, come here." The jellyfish obediently floated upward, as quiet and gentle as always. Only a tiny part of it