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Chapter 218

Chapter 218

The second–gen stem cells were a total upgrade. They could patch heart holes, reset broken bones, and heal damaged organs. As soon as Quinlyn’s formula hit the island, her name blew up.

“Unbelievable, this is crazy! You actually pulled it off?” In the lab, Sawyer was holding the vial, peering through the microscope, shaking his head in amazement.

After Quinlyn gave Edward a shot in his leg, she glanced at the data.

Sawyer leaned in. “If everything goes right, Edward’s leg will be fully integrated in two weeks and ready for rehab.”

“Yeah.” Quinlyn nodded, feeling a wave of relief because Edward was gonna wake up soon.

“It’s a shame, though. The ingredients are too alarming. If this were to hit the market, it could lead to more deaths.” Even a single cord blood sample indicated a massive chain of killings.

Sawyer understood this well. The more he saw around here, the more alarmed he became. He began to have deeper insights into his field of study.

Quinlyn didn’t deny it. She sat by the hospital bed, holding Edward’s hand with one hand, and staring at the other, which had seen a lot of blood.

“Do you think we’ll ever get out of here?” Sawyer voiced his concern.

“No idea,” Quinlyn replied, not sugarcoating it. In a dangerous place, staying alert and finding a way out was the only choice. She knew something had gone wrong with the rescue plan, but she didn’t complain. She just sped up her own plans. Soon, invitations kept pouring in from the heads of prominent families in Mordoria, internationally renowned literary masters and physicists.

Warren was right. The rich didn’t want to die. And as long as she held onto that, she could turn the tables.

Back at the gaming building, the screen still displayed the absurd and bloody games, with swarms of little girls scurrying around the room to serve. The difference this time was that Quinlyn had her own separate sofa.

Bodyguards poured freshly squeezed juice for her, and people kept greeting her from all sides. The three guys sitting across from her couldn’t help but marvel.

One of them spoke up, “We underestimated you, Ms. Yates. We apologize for our rudeness before. We hope you bygones be bygones and add our names to the list for the second–generation elixir.“,

can let

place had its rules, and Ideal Land was no exception. The hierarchy among the rich was their order, with one unwritten

the three who had made a move

the sofa, sipping her juice slowly, and gave them her answer. “You’re not on the list. And for the third generation, which

been a long time since anyone had dared to be

supposed to be as docile as a toy had unexpectedly bitten them, and she was holding all the aces. One of them asked, “What’s the

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Chapter 218

took a sip of her drink. “I’ll probably extend your lifespan by at least fifty

100%囊

precise number made them catch their breath. They thought, “This can’t be

nothing short of a medical miracle. So achieving immortality

will it be

Quinlyn replied, “Soon.”

the oldest of the three men breathe a little heavier. He was already seventy–six and didn’t have many years left. But he had a vast business empire to run, and he couldn’t afford to

greed. After that night, Quinlyn received even more cards, and a building gifted to her by the island’s owner, named

didn’t move in. Instead, she stayed in the lab, working on the elixir day and night. Occasionally, she’d ask Xena if she was bored and

forget to eat and sleep when you’re busy. How can I be at ease? Speaking

in to explain.

always eager to learn, especially about chemistry. So whenever she had free time, Quinlyn would teach her. They’d spend

sorts of weird plankton would drift in, along with bioluminescent algae that gathered with

do you miss life outside the island?”

“Yeah,” Quinlyn replied.

people who care

closest friend here, and Quinlyn always told her the truth.

long, and they still haven’t come. Maybe it’s just too hard to get here,” Xena said.

came by boat, there’d be giant sharks. And there are bombs on the tracks that explode when

distance with a furrowed brow. She thought to herself, ‘So, that’s why the rescue hasn’t been able to