Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 490

Ever since Subject 77 was transferred to the lab pod, the agitation among the male subjects seemed to spike." The staff noted, continuing, "Administer a 50% nitrous oxide mix, that should calm them down."

The staff moved to adjust the settings, but one of the subjects, in a frenzied attempt to break free, damaged the control panel, causing a short circuit that went unnoticed.

In a fit of rage, I hammered at the pod door, trying to divert the staff's attention to no avail. "Damn it! Save her!"

Subject 57's life was slipping away, a pool of blood forming beneath her; she was in labor, desperately trying to bring her child into the world on her

own.

She wanted her child to survive; that's what mothers do...

Even though she'd been raised in a lab, ignorant of the world, her maternal instinct was to see her child live.

Her breathing grew more labored, tears staining her cheeks as she looked at me.

Pushing with all her might, she struggled through what seemed like a complicated labor, the blood flowing more freely now.

"Please... save her," I choked out, begging them to intervene for Subject 57.

The staff, indifferent to 57's plight, opened the pod door only after noticing three male subjects had collapsed.

A mercenary, attempting to sedate a subject, was instantly overpowered, his neck snapped by the unexpectedly strong subject. Their strength was truly formidable.

anxiously

me before

her fate, grasping the combat

trembling, she made a desperate decision, her action leaving me unable to

had sealed her own

leaned against the pod door, cornered

hell was this, and how many had

reach of law, hidden from

the dark, crushing human

the grim reality, its sound

cried just

issues the

else they wouldn't have

so neglectfuls

too, was a product

63, cradling the newborn,

gaze

in sign language

was clear: 'We'll wait for you

there, shocked. Did these subjects know me? Had

or did

had no memory of