The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 208

Chapter 208

"Neisseria meningitidis."

"What the hell is that, a spell from Harry Potter?" Charles snapped, his voice already tinged with panic.

Mr. Fleming adjusted his glasses with that smug little twitch of his lips.

"It's a bacteria, Charles. A nasty little bastard that sets your brain and spine on fire. Meningitis. Blood infection. Seizures. Hallucinations. You name it–it's a party in your skull."

"Oh, delightful," Charles groaned, clutching his neck. "My brain feels like it's being skewered by hot forks already."

"Classic early symptoms: fever, neck stiffness, nausea, photophobia, altered mental state..." Fleming rattled it off like he was reading a damn shopping list, but there was a flicker of fear underneath his calm

Alex sipped his tea, legs crossed like he was watching a comedy show. "Wow. Bravo, Professor Pathogen. Remind me to nominate you for a Nobel Prize in stating the obvious"

Fleming shot him a glare, but Alex didn't even flinch. "But it's funny, isn't it? So close, yet you still misdiagnosed your own death trap. Again."

Charles grunted, "Will you both stop pissing at each other like dogs? I'm the one dying here!"

He doubled over, grimacing. "Shit! It's getting worse!"

"I'm working on it," Fleming said, rushing to his little lab setup like a frazzled meth cook.

"Work faster!" Charles screamed, sweat pouring down his face, his skin pale like milk left out in the sun. "It's like a goddamn drill is burrowing into my skull!"

Meanwhile, Alex... still calm. Still sipping tea. Not a single twitch of discomfort. "Wait-why aren't you affected?" Charles snapped, blinking through the pain.

"I ate the bacteria," Alex said flatly, setting his teacup down.

Neutralized it. Like

didn't even do

do anything when I'm five steps ahead."

bacteria starts tearing through your brain like a blender. After that, bleeding from

Charles couldn't finish. He screamed, clawing at his

back like a mad scientist, holding a glowing white vial like

and

a moment-silence. Then-vomit. Yellow

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mean to!" Charles cried. "I feel like I'm

eaten the real shit and you

another dose!" Charles barked, rage flashing in his eyes.

his knuckles went

impossible..." Fleming muttered. "The formula's solid. Even the artificial intelligence signed

it up,"

isn't Neisseria

the hell did I just drink then-lemon-

hell did you put

The question is-can you cure it?

you better start planning Mr.

trembled.

about morals?" Alex sneered. "We have

clenched. "Alright. Fine. Let's settle this. Give me your antidote, I'll

like a

"Then what

I want you

"YOU BASTARD!" Charles exploded.