Chapter 1489
Jasper scoffed coldly. “A show? Fine p>
“Let’s just hope he doesn’t end up getting his own feathers plucked in the process p>
Serena’s lips curved into a chilling, mocking smile. “If he wants a show, I’ll give him one p>
Hearing this, Dr. Grant’s face went pale. “Serena p>
Serena met his gaze. “Dr. Grant, I know what you’re worried about p>
Dr. Grant’s eyes reddened. “Your grandmother sacrificed everything to protect that data. If she were still here, she would never want you to risk your life in a place like that p>
Serena fell silent for a moment.
The image of her grandmother’s gentle, loving face surfaced in her mind.
After a long pause, she spoke softly. “But she wouldn’t want to see The Black Sun continue to weaponize her research, either p>
A lump formed in Dr. Grant’s throat. “You’re… you’re right. Chief Engineer Wynn wouldn’t stand for it p>
Serena stood up and gently pulled the slipped blanket back over his shoulders. Her movements were tender, completely at odds with her usual icy demeanor. “Dr. Grant, don’t worry,” she said, looking down at him with an unwavering gaze. “I will come back alive, and I will retrieve everything Grandma Aria left behind p>
Dr. Grant looked at her, tears sliding down his cheeks once more. “I know I should try to stop you, but… but I don’t even know what they are truly planning p>
“But whatever happens, those Semi-Finished Assets on Project Zero-Transit cannot fall into The Black Sun’s hands p>
“Otherwise… countless people will die p>
His voice trembled violently.
Logic and emotion warred fiercely within him.
His eyes were bloodshot as tears continued to fall.
He knew Serena was exactly like Chief Engineer Wynn.
Some people were simply destined to walk into the darkness.
Not because they didn’t fear death.
But because they knew there were innocent lives standing behind them who couldn’t defend themselves.
With shaking hands, Dr. Grant pulled a thin, worn notebook from beneath his pillow.
It was well-preserved, though the edges of the pages were yellowed with age.
“I wrote this from memory after I woke up,” he said.
“It contains fragments of information I overheard about Project Zero-Transit over the years; as well as several experiment serial numbers I managed to memorize p>
“It might be incomplete, and there might be errors, but perhaps… it will help you p>
Serena took The Grant Chronicles.
Her fingertips brushed against the faded cover, pausing for a split second. “Thank you, Dr. Grant p>
He shook his head, his voice choked with emotion. “I should be thanking you. Thank you for finishing the path Chief Engineer Wynn started p>
Serena tucked the notebook away and looked at him. “Get some rest, Dr. Grant p>
“Next time I see you, I’ll bring back the legacy you and Grandma Aria fought for. So… wait for me p>
Dr. Grant nodded vigorously. “Alright. I’ll wait for you to come home p>
Serena turned and walked out of the room.
The others followed closely behind.
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Before closing the door, Jerrick instructed the Dragon-Thorn Operatives standing guard in the hallway. From this moment on, double the security detail for DR Grant Anyone approaching must undergo secondary identity verification p>
“Understood p>
The moment the door clicked shut, Dr. Grant leaned back against the headboard
and slowly closed his eyes.
Tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.
It felt as if he had been transported back in time.
Under the harsh fluorescent lights of the laboratory, a woman in a crisp white coat stood before a group of young researchers. Her voice was gentle yet filled with an unbreakable resolve.
“Science is meant to save lives, not manufacture terror p>
“Every ounce of effort we put in today is to bless the people, to ensure Elyndor has
a brighter tomorrow p>
Dr. Grant’s throat trembled as he whispered softly, “Chief Engineer Wynn, your granddaughter is exactly like you p>