The Author's POV

Chapter 733

The circumstances surrounding the three Grandmasters became widely known throughout the entirety of the world. Everyone, whether they were children or adults, was in some way presented with the news.

It was that viral.

Almost everyone…

"Shit, I fucked up again."

Melissa readjusted her glasses while clicking her tongue in annoyance. In front of her were a few test tubes that were releasing a gas that had no discernible odor.

She looked at Rosie.

"How many failed samples does that make?"

"About a hundred."

"The cost?"

"Over one hundred million U."

"I see…"

Melissa gave a subdued nod of her head as her hand made its way toward her chest, and she clenched her clothes. Her heart was hurting.

"What's our current budget?"

"We're almost out."

"I see…"

Melissa proceeded to sit down on a nearby stool.

She couldn't feel her legs.

With quivering lips, she weakly looked toward Rosie.

"Say… how much do you think I'd get if I sold my body?"

"You what?"

The expression on Rosie's face went through a series of abrupt changes as she was rendered speechless.

"Useless."

Melissa turned her head away from her and continued to gaze at the test tubes in front of her. She was close. She could feel it.

'So long as I get the formula right…'

"Tsk."

She clicked her tongue once more and took out her phone.

The first thing that she did was look over her research funds and determine the precise amount that was still available to her.

[3,563,000U]

Her lips quivered at the sum.

"M,maybe I should really sell my body."

Ding―!

At that precise moment, her phone started to ring. Melissa picked up the phone while frowning and responded to the call.

"Yes?"

[Mrs. Hall, there's a guest that wants to meet you downstairs.]

"Does he have an appointment?"

[No.]

"Then kick him out."

up the phone shortly

her head, she leaned

start by cutting down the

already told them beforehand not to disturb her with trivial matters. The fact that they called her for something as useless as that

that if I

ears were startled by a sudden whisper, and

the fuck

blue eyes. He appeared to be about her

herself annoyed. Why was she feeling so aggravated by

did not have time to ruminate on it as she immediately stood up and

quickly appeared in her hand and she pointed it in

you, and how did you get

***

This was worth it.

time since I'd seen Melissa this panicked, and I couldn't help but feel some sort of sense of accomplishment

'I should've recorded it…'

who

reality. Looking at her, I raised

mean no har… don't look at me

"Seriously?"

It was as if she

words when you suddenly broke into my lab without anyone

"Ehm."

scratched the back

She had a point.

mean any harm. If I did, I would've

"Good point."

artifact in her hand. It resembled a gun, but it was far from one. It didn't

looked behind me and

did you

She appeared to be completely motionless and without any expression at the moment. When I looked at her, memories from the past came flooding back to me, and my heart

about her, she's

"She doesn't look fine."

"She's fine."

release her if I wanted to, but I

been a long time ago, but I wasn't one to forget

make

"Haa.."

before sitting

"Fucking hell."

she threw out a curse,

willing to listen

a glare at

have a

"You do."

in

I do,

that you need to ask my permission

"…"

more terrifying, but I paid no mind to it. I was

a stool, I sat

get

idea why I was currently talking to Melissa nor had any idea why I was proposing a deal

if I wanted to find out more about the current situation, then I had no choice but to

I've heard, you seem to lack money,

"Yes."

raising

impressed by your

mind to her comments. Demonic Melissa was worse

this short. I'll give you several important recipes and formulas in exchange for a small

much is a

"Like five percent."

"That little?"

honest, I would be

was in no need

share of the profits. If it turned out that she was one of the clues I needed to get

I looked at her.

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