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.

open, and mercenaries in hazmat suits rushed

clad in a

on the floor, she squinted. "Foebe, I underestimated

with a wary sneer. "Just a doctor... Not

shouldn't die, but that doesn't mean

Nobody can stop me,”

eyes darkened, a sign of

it wasn't for the CEO of

to invest

resurrection and gic researchet

to sponsor you, Do you really think you'd still be alive?" she spat out bitterly. "You think just because you beat the lie detector and truth serum, you're Phoebe now? The mercenaries out there, with

do the same."

Now, if only I

souls could be reborn...

I deliberately provoked Naomi.

my words. "Foebe, you're the pitiable one... Do you really think the affection from gically optimized subjects is

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