Jeanne sat on the edge of the building, looking at the syringe in her hand, "Do you mean I have to inject all of this Restoring Enzyme at once?"
One-Word Hu, Old Xiang Shan, stood beside her, nodding towards the vast land in the distance, "Yes, it has to be this much."
Jeanne looked down, "I think we have been getting along normally."
"Don't forget, the network of neurons that carries my consciousness is no longer a regular one—those re-differentiated cells are not neurons in the conventional sense, but a new form of nerve cells. Their proto-oncogenes are in an active state—they will grow, they will drill into your glial cells, they will compress your original neural network. And their growth will also change my consciousness—I don't know what consequences their growth will bring. In the worst case scenario, it's possible that my personality could drastically change after a while."
