Connors's eyes flickered.
Sitting blankly in his office chair, he looked calm, but in reality, his heart was in a fierce struggle.
On one hand, Connors also wanted to conduct human experiments.
After all, what was the purpose of his long research? Wasn't it to benefit humanity and free them from the suffering of disabilities?
But on the other hand, Connors knew very well that the current regenerative serum was still unstable.
Because up to now, only one, and only one, White mouse had achieved the results he dreamed of after being injected with the regenerative agent.
But the key problem lies here.
They didn't know why it succeeded.
Yes.
It succeeded, but they didn't know why, and they couldn't replicate it.
Because they didn't even know where the problem was, and if they couldn't find the problem, they naturally couldn't replicate it.
Medicine is rigorous and allows no room for carelessness.
Especially when it comes to human experimentation, let alone one problem, even a slight confusion must be resolved before proceeding to the next step.
So…
Emotionally speaking, no one hoped to see the success of the regenerative agent more than him.
But rationally speaking, the board's approach was undoubtedly playing with the lives of those disabled soldiers.
Connors's heart was in a fierce struggle at this moment.
Angel and demon appeared in his mind.
The Angel told him that doing so was wrong, and if something went wrong, God would not forgive him.
But the demon told him that medicine was destined to require sacrifice, and if it succeeded, even if he died and went to heaven, the Angel would have to give him a seat.
Connors sat blankly in his office.
The sunlight streaming through the window hit his face, and the Shadow and light constantly intertwined.
Just like that.
He stayed in his office from the afternoon until night fell.
With the ding-dong of his phone, Connors, who was in a state of internal conflict, was startled awake.
He grabbed his phone and opened the text message that had just arrived.
It read.
Dr., I'm already on my way to the hospital. We believe in you.
After reading it.
Connors's gaze became unfocused.
Immediately after!
With a whoosh.
Connors immediately stood up from his seat, then, as if having made some kind of determination, walked out the door with a firm gaze.
The camera responsible for monitoring the laboratory quietly stayed in the corner.
A red light flickered.
With a ding, in the laboratory, the 'Bioengineering Mixer' used for cross-species gene splicing and fusion successfully opened, and a bottle of green serum was taken out by Connors.
"I may not be an Angel, but I absolutely cannot be a demon."
Connors looked at the bottle of regenerative agent, which was a fusion of mutated serum extracted from the White mouse and Lizard serum, and murmured to himself, then with a firm gaze, he sat down to the side with the bottle of regenerative agent.
After a while.
Sitting in the chair, Connors looked at the syringe in his hand, took a deep breath, then no longer hesitated and directly plunged the syringe into his right arm, where he had lost his right hand due to an accident, and then quickly pushed the syringe all the way in.
Almost the moment he pulled out the syringe, a dizzying sensation, without any prelude, instantly surged into his heart.
Thud!
Connors fell headfirst onto the desk in front of him.
At the same time, at the missing part of his right arm, something seemed to be wriggling inside, trying to break free.
It was like…
"Is it a bug?"
"Hmm, a very small Lizard."
Gwen, who had finished dinner and returned to her room, was on the phone with Hawk, recounting the funny story of her eight-year-old brother being scared by a Lizard that had crawled in from somewhere during dinner.
Hawk listened to Gwen's laughter on the other end of the phone, a little curious.
"Aren't you afraid?"
"Hawk."
Gwen said seriously, "You forgot, the inspiration for our laboratory's regenerative agent came from Lizards. Our laboratory has plenty of White mice and Lizards."
She was not some delicate little woman.
She was a cold-hearted scientist who could drain a Lizard's blood without batting an eye and dissect a White mouse without changing her expression.
Hawk suddenly understood and smiled.
Gwen also smiled, then changed the subject.
"What about you? Have you finished dinner?"
"No."
Hawk looked at the fried chicken leg he had just bought: "I'm going to the rooftop to practice boxing, and then eat after I'm done."
There was no other way. In the new semester, the old gymnasium was demolished and converted into a swimming pool.
And the new gymnasium was also very crowded, especially today. After all, it was the new semester, with new ninth-grade students, so there were even more people in the gymnasium.
So Hawk simply thought that he would go home at night, practice boxing on the rooftop, and then eat, shower, and sleep.
Gwen listened to Hawk talking about his plans, nodded, and then thought of something.
"Hawk, can I ask you something?"
"Of course."
"Why do you practice boxing every day? You're already strong enough, aren't you?"
Gwen said.
The scene she saw after passing through the forest appeared in her mind.
Hawk standing shirtless in the Water pool.
The waterfall flowing backward in front of Hawk.
Gwen didn't know if the backward-flowing waterfall was really caused by Hawk, as she hadn't seen it with her own eyes.
But she had no doubt that the current Hawk could kill a bear with one punch.
This was something she had seen with her own eyes.
That day, after seeing Hawk kill a bear with one punch, Gwen felt both relieved and frightened.
After all, from the time she entered the forest until she found Hawk, she hadn't encountered a single Beast, which showed how lucky she was.
No, that's not right.
Perhaps it was God's will.
Gwen then thought of the unknown website that could provide her with Hawk's real-time location even when Hawk's phone was clearly turned off.
While Gwen was recalling Maryland and that unknown website, Hawk also fell silent after hearing Gwen's question.
"Why do I still practice boxing every day?"
"To…"
Hawk was silent for a moment, a scene appeared in his mind, and after thinking for a while, he gave an answer.
"To protect myself and the people I care about."
"Am I included?"
Gwen's clear voice rang in Hawk's ear as she listened to his explanation.
After she forcefully gave Hawk her U.S. beauty phone that day, and Hawk didn't refuse, she felt like she had found the secret to getting along with Hawk.
Hawk also didn't expect Gwen to be so straightforward.
He couldn't help but laugh, then nodded heavily.
"Of course."
"…"
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