They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 587: Most Unsual

Nnenna waited until the door clicked shut, then stepped further inside. Her eyes roamed every corner carefully. The riddle led me here. But I’ve searched this place countless times already. What am I missing?

She let out a slow breath, forcing herself to focus. Her gaze swept across the neat shelves, the bed, the cabinet, the walls... searching for anything that didn’t belong.

Suddenly, her eyes landed on a box by the bedside.

Isn’t that where Carl’s medicine is kept?

Nnenna’s steps slowed as she approached, her thoughts racing. I’ve searched this room a hundred times... everywhere but that medicine box. I assumed it was safe since Carl and me are the only ones with the password.

Her gaze flicked toward his unconscious face, her chest tightening. But what if we’re not the only one who has access to it, Carl? What if we just don’t know?

She grabbed the sleek box and pressed her index finger against the scanner. A soft click echoed in the quiet room, and the lid slid open with obedient ease.

"What do we have here?" she murmured under her breath.

Inside lay several small vials neatly arranged, each labeled in Carl’s careful handwriting. She picked one up, holding it against the light, her eyes narrowing.

So this is the medicine you created for yourself... She uncapped it, brought it close, and inhaled.

The sharp, alien scent made her brows knit. "As expected," she whispered. "None of these are medicines known to man. You really did create something unique to manage your condition."

just one drop of something else slipped in, it could explain

back into the box, her mind whirring. I’ll have to test them. Maybe I’ll finally find something that shouldn’t

a click. Whoever touched this

the faintest smile, a

expression unreadable. The glass clinked softly as she arranged them back into the box in perfect order, hiding all traces of

one, Carl," she whispered, holding one particular vial between her fingers. She slipped it into her pocket before

next stop

south wing of the

door sliding open under

of polished counters gleamed under hanging brass lamps, each surface covered with glass beakers, test tubes,

lined the walls, and in the center stood advanced equipment she had only seen

room in quiet awe. This isn’t just a lab... this is a fortress of science. Whoever set

but her eyes stayed sharp as she moved toward the main counter. "Perfect," she muttered. "Let’s see what

vial on the counter and carefully drew the liquid into thin glass tubes. Her motions were

watch the reactions.

his voice as clearly as if

a neurotoxin, yet not as direct. The

formula. Everything matched what Carl had said he designed: the stabilizing compound, the mild analgesic, the regulator for his unique

Her eyes narrowed.

There it was.