The Genius of Cloning in the Academy City-Chapter 3: The Research Lab – Violet is Not Happy!

After awakening the status window, I had been organizing my thoughts, mostly about the game’s setting.

If I wanted to survive, I needed to start understanding things now.

“I didn’t expect the Boundless Witch to originate from here.”

Did she become a villain because she survived in this trashy environment?

The game didn’t delve into her backstory, nor did any external material.

Well, Elm’s director and the scenario team weren’t the type to push a “This villain is actually a tragic character” narrative.

Mana: 0/1500

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– Lv1 Clone Technique: ???

Your destiny is in your hands.

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‘My mana’s completely drained.’

Just two uses of the clone ability consumed 750–800 mana each.

Even though controlling the clone consumed only a little extra mana, I had to calculate that separately.

Thanks to that slick-haired bastard, I was utterly exhausted.

I also discovered that running out of ether caused extreme fatigue—and drained health too.

Thinking about it now, the researchers had been playing good cop and bad cop.

A classic gaslighting technique.

The male researcher scared me, while the female pretended to comfort me, making me more compliant.

Was my dumb act too convincing?

Still, I used to work as a teacher, even if only briefly.

And to think they tried to manipulate me like this.

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Also, what’s with that female researcher’s preferences?

The sensation of her hand creeping down my back was horrifying.

An enchanting girl capable of seducing both genders—how impressive.

If it had been an old man trying that first, I might’ve lost control and exploded, forgetting my act entirely.

Think positive thoughts, think positive thoughts…

I groaned and pulled a thin blanket over myself, suppressing the terrible feelings brewing inside me.

For now, I was a powerless Level 1 girl.

But I swore I would repay all of this someday.

‘The grudge from being electroshocked!’

‘The grudge from being harassed by an old hag!’

I would remember every single grudge.

When I rose again, no one would be spared.