title = Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! Chapter N
The doctor scowled. “Then what the hell do we do p>
“You’re asking me?” the pharmacist snapped back. “How should I know? This level of genetic modification isn’t something a human body was meant to survive p>
The doctor cursed loudly. “You don’t know? You’re telling me this now? It was your neural inhibitor that sent his rejection reaction off the charts p>
The pharmacist’s face flushed with anger. “My inhibitor? If you hadn’t kept screaming at me to dose Specimen Seven, I wouldn’t have pushed it p>
The medical team was at each other’s throats, their voices echoing in the sterile room.
Yet none of them dared to actually step closer to the thrashing patient.
“Think of something! If this keeps up, Specimen Seven is going to go completely rogue p>
Silas, who had just walked in, caught the tail end of the argument. His expression darkened instantly. “He cannot go rogue p>
The entire team snapped their attention to him.
Silas gritted his teeth, enunciating every word. “The buyers have already paid the deposit. If anything happens to Specimen Seven, none of you will live long enough to pay off the debt p>
The threat drained whatever color was left in the doctors’ faces, rendering them speechless.
Standing beside the Director, Serena didn’t immediately rush to the table.
Her gaze calmly swept over the thrashing Obsidian Augment.
Yes, an Obsidian Augment.
The very same monstrous creations birthed by the syndicate’s twisted labs.
But p>
This one was different from the ones she had encountered before.
Serena shifted her attention to the diagnostic monitors flanking the bed.
The screens were flooded with the creature’s fluctuating vitals.
Every single metric was spiking into the critical zone, hovering on the edge of total organ failure.
However, it wasn’t the failing body that caught Serena’s eye.
It was the neurological data.
This augment’s brain activity was astonishingly high.
It completely contradicted the baseline data models of all previous iterations.
The older models were nothing more than mindless killing machines.
They followed orders, felt no pain, possessed no emotions, and lacked true autonomy.
Even the so-called advanced versions only displayed fleeting moments of independent thought. And atfit took was a slight tweak to their chemical tethers to send them Spiraling into madness.
Ultimately, they were failed products, driven purely by serums and commands.
But the specimen in front of her was entirely different.
Despite teetering on the edge of
madness, despite his body literally
tearing itself apart from the
the
rejection, his brain waves showed a terrifying level of active
consciousness.
This wasn’t just a weapon.
He still retained his human mind.
Right now, that consciousness was just being drowned out by neural overload and
conflicting chemical agents ravaging his system.
He wasn’t entirely lucid.
But he hadn’t lost himself entirely either.
What truly surprised Serena was the genetic data.
The augment’s body was actively trying to adapt to the invasive serums.
Even as it rejected the foreign substances, it was desperately attempting to repair the cellular damage.
The conflict arose because the stabilization protocol was flawed, turning his body into a battlefield between two opposing forces.
Healing and tearing, all at once.
Was this the replicable Semi-Finished Asset Grandpa Grant had warned her about?
Their research had clearly entered a terrifying new phase.
Every time Serena exposed a flaw in their Obsidian Augments, the
syndicate used that data te
patch
the weakness and upgrade the next generation.
And the reason this one was considered a ‘semi-finished’ product p>
Was because the rest of his vitals were a catastrophic mess.