Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 486

Standing at the forefront, the male subject shot me a glance before swiftly wrapping his hand around the doctor's throat.

With minimal effort, the doctor's neck snapped, his breathing ceased... And just like that, as if squishing an ant, the subject's expression remained unchanged, utterly unperturbed by the act.

Having committed the deed, his gaze fixed back on me, intense and unyielding. It felt as though I was being sized up by a primal predator, seeking its mate for reproduction.

Subjects like him, bred for specific purposes, possess an innate gic allure.

They instinctively select partners with superior genes, aiming to produce stronger offspring, essentially nature's way of ensuring evolution.

The thought of gically modified beings producing healthy descendants was both fascinating and terrifying.

"I'd advise you to keep your distance," I warned, retreating cautiously as the three male subjects appeared to be drawn to my genes.

Their stares were intense, almost as if they wanted to devour me whole.

I kept backing away, buying time.

I was cornered, the isolation chamber door swung open, and mercenaries in

clad in a sleek business suit,

the lifeless doctor on the floor, she squinted. "Foebe,

a wary sneer. "Just

chuckled softly. "Sure, they said you shouldn't die, but that

always choose death. Nobody

a sign of

wasn't for the CEO of All-Stars

to invest billions

resurrection and gic researchet

think you'd still be alive?" she spat out bitterly. "You think just because you beat the lie detector and

do

All-Stars Consortium had taken an interest in me, a mere subject... How intriguing. Now, if only I could get the CEO to meet

Naomi. "What are you afraid of? Even if souls could be reborn... The

I deliberately provoked Naomi.

she snapped, visibly agitated by my words. "Foebe, you're the pitiable one... Do you really think the affection from gically optimized subjects is love? I'll tell you...