Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resumecline the tents within

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Chapter 421 Let It Burn

After confirming the location, the small spherical robot emitted a red laser that cut through metal like butter, precisely slicing through the shackles on Isabelle’s wrists, then her ankles.

Finally, it cut through the large cage’s two iron bars.

As the castle was bombarded, Clubs immediately headed to the surveillance room to check on the underground lab.

The labs’s surveillance system was already destroyed, leaving him clueless about the situation below. He quickly made his way down.

Isabelle administered a few more needles to herself, regaining her mobility.

The underground lab was vast. The researchers who lived there emerged from their rooms upon hearing the commotion, concerned about their data.

They saw that the large iron cage had been cut open.

Only chains and shackles remained after the person inside had vanished.

The girl, who should have been in the cage, silently appeared behind them as they panicked.

They divided the underground level into several labs. They had kept Isabelle in the central hall for the past two days.

Having observed them for two days, Isabelle grabbed the most important researcher and forced him to a metal door at the far end, demanding he open it.

He refused, as these scientific maniacs had long lost their humanity, caring only about their research and results.

Isabelle broke his arm, causing him to cry out in pain and his eyes to widen.

She pressed him against the door’s scanner, using his iris to open it.

dragged him along and

the outer hall. It couldn’t really be

of neatly arranged oval–shaped incubation pods.

totaling twenty. Besides the incubator, there was a large accompanying machine and a display screen for

indeed their base for

moment she saw the scale of the hidden castle in the desert, Isabelle had her

the first pod in a

genes hadn’t been destroyed, they would have ended up here. One of these pods may

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Let

ordered, “Open

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shook his head and screamed hysterically, “Ten more days! Just ten more days, and they’ll be ready. Opening them now

robot hovering above,

the pod. Amid the researcher’s desperate cries, a laser sliced the

“No!”

blood

opened the pod, revealing a

at it, recognising it as an unfamiliar

pods, Isabelle didn’t follow the procedure,

endure the destruction of his life’s

several more pods,

of these clones had been ‘born‘ yet?

random test subjects?

were

a clone of

the bisected clone of

It was creepy.

taken aback. It was hardly shocking that these maniacs