The Protagonist’s Sister Is Actually The Strongest Chapter 436: Chapter 424: Laboratory

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Chapter 424: Laboratory PancakesWitch Listen While Reading: AKA - re​:​LOAD ----- The sisters fell silent as they watched the scene unfold before them. What had been an apocalyptic, ruined city teeming with Elemental beings now gave way to an underground, futuristic laboratory. The facility wasn’t ancient; it appeared mostly clean and fully operational. Colorful circuits were etched across the white floors, ceilings, and walls, glowing steadily as energy pulsed through them and spread throughout the complex. “We’re in some kind of laboratory?” Zero Two asked. “Sis?” “Yes, I remember this place too,” Zero One replied. “This is the laboratory. The one… the one where…” “Careful. Something’s approaching,” Zero Three warned. The girls quickly ducked behind a partition wall as footsteps echoed down the corridor they had just occupied. A woman passed by; long silvery-white hair pulled into a ponytail, tall and slender, appearing to be in her thirties. She wore glasses and carried a weary expression. Her slow, deliberate steps reverberated through the hall until she disappeared around the corner. The sisters stood frozen, stunned. “Was that… a human?!” Zero Two whispered. “Yes, it was,” Zero Three A confirmed. “And she looked a lot like Zero One…” Zero Three B added, glancing sideways at her sister. “Don’t you think? Like an older version of you.” “Me?” Zero One blinked. “I don’t know… I mean, she had the same hair color, but that doesn’t mean anything. Anyway—we need to keep moving. Let’s go, over there!” Zero One seemed flustered by the comparison but quickly refocused on their mission. They couldn’t afford to linger; they had to reach the deepest layer as fast as possible. “Okay, sure. Where to next?” Zero Two asked. “Follow me…” Zero One said. She relied on her heightened senses and the mental map she had pieced together, guiding them through the maze-like corridors. The “hole” to the next layer lay only a few hundred meters away. The tight, winding passages, endless turns, and countless rooms made navigation difficult. Worse, they had to avoid the humans who occasionally passed through—real or not, the sisters longed to speak with them but knew they were only fragments of data, echoes of people long gone. “So, how’s the project going? Any progress?” “Ah, boss… well…” As the girls crept forward, they overheard two men talking just ahead. They pressed themselves against the wall until the voices faded. One was a young man with black hair, dressed in a sharp black tuxedo, white shirt, and black tie. The other appeared to be a professor: short brown hair, green eyes, glasses, roughly the same age as the first man. “We’ve definitely made advancements last month—some real improvements—but this is a slow process. Building a supercomputer of the caliber we need takes considerable time. We’re progressing, sir. One neuron at a time.” “What? I’ve funded this entire project for over five years! After the economic collapse and that damned virus, humanity is clinging to survival. We need that technology now, Professor!” The boss seized the professor’s white coat; his face twisted with fury as he shouted. “I’m very sorry, sir, but we can’t rush it! We already have the brightest minds in the world working here, and we’re moving as fast as humanly possible, but…” “But?” “It simply takes time to program something of this scale…” “The bastards at Neo Nex built a supercomputer on their own, and you can’t?!” “Sir, we analyzed that machine. It was a fraud—its processing power barely matched an average human. What you’re asking for is hundreds of times greater: a super-genius machine capable of solving every crisis we face. That kind of breakthrough doesn’t happen overnight. It’s not our fault; it’s just how things are. Please, have faith… We’ll finish it. I promise we’ll finish it!” “…” The CEO released the man, glaring down at him. “After all, my daughter’s life depends on it too…” “Your daughter? Right… that girl. Hmph. You’d better hurry, or you an