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After confirming a few connection points and their approximate locations, he headed back.
He took a shower in the bathroom and upon opening the cupboard, was surprised to find a couple of sets of brand new hazmat
suits.
Frowning, he instinctively glanced around the room. He hadn't opened the cupboard when he first arrived, and he wondered if the
suits had been there all along or if the woman had cin later.
The door was bolted, but she surely had a key, didn’t she? He lay on the bed, eyes closed, resting.
The next morning, he donned a hazmat suit, strapped on goggles, and left his room.
Sarah was already at the lab bench, arranging various reagents. Without inflection, she slid a tray toward him, “Take these outside
to the personnel of Specimen 8.”
lan nodded and took the tray. It held about a dozen test tubes, each filled with colorful liquids.
A thick door separated the core laboratory from the outside. It could be opened from the inside, but anyone wishing to enter from
the outside had to ring the video inteand wait for Sarah’s permission.
lan opened the door and walked over a hundred meters to the central hall. This was the splace he had seen the night before,
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtwith glass test chambers numbered accordingly. He located Chamber 8 and set the tray down beside it.
Looking up, he noticed the boy from before was inside Chamber 8, lying still just as he had been last night. From his vantage point
above, lan hadn't seen the chamber number.
The researchers sighed in relief upon seeing the liquids.
“Doctor finally brought the sedatives. Turn them into gas and pump it in.”
“Hurry up, if he goes berserk, we'll all suffer.”
Standing aside, lan watched someone place a test tube into a machine, and the boy in the glass chamber opened his eyes.
He couldn’t shake the feeling that for a moment, their gazes had met. Like the night before, the boy's eyes were devoid of any
emotion, as if he were staring at an inanimate object.
lan frowned, overhearing the researchers, “Strange, he should be losing it by now. How has he been so quiet since last night?”
“Yeah, | was prepared for the worst. His calm is unsettling.”
They exchanged looks and approached the glass.
The boy, who had been lying down, suddenly stood up, causing the researchers to step back in fear.
Despite the bulletproof glass, they were terrified of him. They had seen him tear a person apart; he was a monster that couldn't be
viewed through ordinary eyes.
But the boy just stretched and lay back down. lan watched, and then felt a tap on his shoulder.
“Where are you from? Why don’t you have a badge?”
Every researcher in the hall had a badge pinned to their chest, a point of constant vigilance.
lan gestured toward the core lab, “I'm with the Doctor.”
As he spoke, he saw Philip approaching in the distance, with a woman by his side. Philip seemed deferential to her, but the woman
appeared to be giving him a hard time.
Philip's usual mild expression was on the verge of disappearing. He had asked Phil last night if he had been with the mentor, and
Phil had said no, explaining that his refusal had upset the mentor.
And now, as expected, the mentor was taking it out on him.
Philip couldn't lay a finger on what he was thinking, only feeling he was caught between embarrassment and amusement. Had the
mentor favored him because of a fancy for Phil? How young was he back then? The thought made him feel sick, his hand gradually
clenched at his side.
Isaac was not pleased. Phil had rejected her the previous night. She had always had a penchant for pretty young men. Philip was
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmhard to manipulate, but Phil had always been easy, always compliant with her demands, until he learned to resist.
Narrowing her eyes at the man before her, she spoke with loaded words, “Just keep an eye on the chairman's position; that's all.
Even though Sarah rejected you, I've resubmitted your nomination. The higher-ups will reconsider. Philip, isn’t this what you've
always wanted?”
The position of base chairman was covetable, and if Philip succeeded, he would be the youngest ever.
The mentor didn’t state it outright but implied that he should stop meddling in affairs that didn’t concern him.
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