Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 419 New Research Subject

Now, she seemed to have become a research subject in a lab once more–the iron chains around her wri at least made her look like one.

A few people stood in front of the iron cage.

Isabelle weakly turned her gaze towards them.

The first thing she saw was a wrist wrapped in chains. She didn’t need to see the face to know who was standing before her.

The castle’s owner, Clubs, had finally dared to show himself.

Isabelle strained to lift her head and look at him.

Clubs were the most recent addition to these ancient traditions.

In his early forties, years of combat training made him look younger and stronger than his peers.

The chain encircling his wrist was a weapon, not jewellery,

The end of the chain held a deadly blade.

“You’re very clever, finding and opening the secret chamber.” The secret chamber’s hidden control room served as the switch to activate this underground lab.

Aside from him, Isabelle was the second person to open the secret chamber.

“It’s a pity, though. Being too clever can backfire,” Clubs said.

Isabelle weakly smirked and agreed, “Yes, being too clever can backfire.” Her long hair partially obscured her eyes as she answered meaningfully.

Clubs didn’t catch the underlying meaning of Isabelle’s words.

if he did, he wouldn’t have cared much.

predicament, he didn’t believe she had any tricks left to escape under his watch.

I lack, it always finds its way to me–even rare human

‘human genes, Moon Shadow, who stood behind Clubs,

was a great loss. She was

hadn’t become so powerful and beyond their control, they wouldn’t

Shadow afterwards, they

watched with mockery as Clubs shed

no longer curious about your relationship with Blood Shadow, She’s dead, and now you’re in my

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in white coats

electronic lock on the iron cage recognised Clubs‘ iris.

Finished

iris to unlock the cage, allowing one of the white coats to enter and draw several tubes of blood from

out a syringe filled with yellow liquid and injected

to regain some strength, Isabelle’s limbs went limp

I’ll use your genes to make

said your skills rival Blood

outcome.

to making you my

filled with a

white coats, “Pause your current work. She’s now

her genes. I expect the latest data

instructions, Clubs took one last satisfied look

glanced at Isabelle in the cage and lab, which he was seeing for the first

he followed

returning to the surface, a subordinate reported, “Master, we have restored the radar