Serena kept her head down, her fingertips tracing the stacks of cash as if she were admiring a beautiful collection of art.
Her smile grew increasingly radiant.
Watching the sheer avarice radiate from The Panacea, Director Silas Kaelen actually felt a wave of relief.
The rumors of her greed were true.
This was excellent news.
People driven by greed were almost always easier to control than those burdened by morals.
At that moment, another staff member placed an encrypted file of treatment records in front of her. "Your Excellency, the data you requested."
Serena arched a brow and took the folder.
She flicked the edge of the file with her finger, her smile turning decidedly more loaded. "I hope you aren't trying to brush me off with fabricated garbage."
Director Silas Kaelen's smile didn't waver. "Please rest assured, Your Excellency. Project Zero-Transit values its reputation above all else in this industry. Since we promised you this data, we certainly wouldn't insult you with fakes."
He paused, then smoothly added, "However, certain sections involve the origin of the Living Assets and buyer privacy, so we cannot disclose everything."
"What we have provided is the full extent of the treatment records currently available to share."
Serena lowered her gaze and opened the file.
On the surface, it did appear to be a comprehensive log of Specimen Seven's medication history.
It detailed initial injection dosages, various physical metrics, the timeline of rejection reactions, and partial stabilization protocols.
But all the truly crucial pieces had been deliberately scrubbed.
The origin of the serums was erased, and the timestamp for the chip implantation had been deleted.
Even the pre-experiment physical baselines were reduced to a few irrelevant fragments.
To an ordinary doctor, this might still look like a useful medical chart.
But to her, they might as well have handed her a blank piece of paper.
And yet...
Serena's fingers trailed slowly down the lines of data.
Although the core information had been intentionally hidden, she could still extrapolate the current progress of the Obsidian experiments from these foundational metrics.
Specimen Seven was not an isolated case, but one of a mass-produced batch of Semi-Finished Assets.
Furthermore, their research on these Semi-Finished Assets had clearly reached a state of preliminary stability. They had already found a rudimentary fix for the issue of low-level augments completely losing their sense of self.
The biggest hurdle the organization was facing right now.
Was the intense clash between the neural control chip and the host's primal consciousness.
They wanted the Obsidian Augments to retain cognitive abilities.
But they also demanded absolute, unyielding obedience.
The human consciousness, however, wasn't a string of code that could simply be overwritten.
Forcing the suppression only triggered a total breakdown of the nervous system.
Exactly like what had just happened to Specimen Seven.
She had to admit, their research pace was terrifyingly fast.
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It was profoundly dangerous.
A threat of this magnitude would destabilize the entire global power structure.
Serena's fingers glided over the printed numbers.
Suddenly, her fingertip paused.
Her gaze locked onto a fragmented identification code.
The code had been heavily redacted, leaving only a tiny corner visible.
But looking closely at that single corner, one could just make out a few faint, almost imperceptible characters.
[A.W.-02]
Serena's eyes darkened with cold intensity.
A.W.-the initials of Grandma Aria's name, Aria Wynn.
It was exactly as she suspected...
This batch of so-called Semi-Finished Assets was built entirely on the foundation of
Grandma Aria's original research.