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Asher Fujimaru tilted her head and looked at it for a while, "Woman?"
It was a middle-aged woman who looked to be in her forties or fifties. She had a typical appearance of a white woman, with very white skin and blond hair. However, she had been in the freezer for who knows how long. Although there were no traces of corruption, her skin had already deteriorated. His hair was green and his blond hair had lost its luster, like a faded wax statue.
Jason came over and took a look, "It's well preserved. It's really alive. It's probably almost like a normal person."
Asher Fujimaru was startled, thinking that this workshop looked weird, maybe it was really a sinister workshop that studied biological crises and manipulated the living dead, and then withdrew his hand with a 'swish'.
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