He was mapping out the camera placements, the guard positions, and the security access ports.
A faint, almost imperceptible smirk touched Serena's lips.
This Gatekeeper Hound was exactly as sharp as she suspected.
The group soon arrived in front of Specimen Seven's Legacy Bio-Chamber.
It was a waist-high, silver-gray rectangular cryo-transit unit.
The exterior was plated in a specialized alloy, hooked up to several cryogenic tubes and data ports.
An independent data screen was mounted beside it.
The screen was flashing wildly with abnormal frequency warnings.
Director Kaelen hurriedly gestured to it. "Madam Panacea, right here."
Serena lazily set down her medical case. Following the ship's protocol, she pulled out a scanner and plugged it into the chamber's interface.
She began running diagnostics and data comparisons on the Legacy Bio-Chamber.
Her movements looked casual, but they were blindingly fast.
Several sets of data popped onto her screen.
Serena glanced at them and immediately understood the situation.
This wasn't a natural system fluctuation. It was manual sabotage.
Whoever did it was brilliant.
They hadn't actually destroyed the equipment. Instead, they had applied a microscopic disruption to a data port that already had a minor flaw.
The interference was minimal, but it was just enough to trigger the ship's security anomalies without allowing them to pinpoint the true cause.
And because they didn't dare risk Specimen Seven's fragile stability...
They had no choice but to hire her.
Serena lowered her eyes, her fingertips resting on the edge of the chamber as a faint smile curved her lips.
This Gatekeeper Hound definitely had some serious skills.
As she continued running diagnostics on the chamber, she casually assessed her surroundings.
The security in here was infinitely stricter than outside.
Overhead active scanners rotated every twelve seconds.
The left corridor had intersecting camera feeds.
Any sudden movement would be detected instantly.
If she tried to sneak in here alone at night, her chances of doing it without tripping the alarms...
Probably wouldn't even break thirty percent.
The security was truly exceptional.
But right at that moment.
The dormant scheduling monitor next to the transit chamber suddenly flickered to life.
It looked like a brief internal log popping up during a routine system self-check.
[A.W.S.-07: Treatment Transfer]
[Specimen Three: Cryo-Sealed]
[Specimen Five: Suppression Anomaly]
The intel flashed on the screen for less than a second.
The ship's personnel stationed in the area went pale, instantly lunging forward to kill the screen. "System error!"
The ship's technician's voice was tight with panic. "Just a Ul glitch during the self- check. It won't affect your diagnostics, Madam Panacea."
Serena's expression didn't shift in the slightest, as if she hadn't noticed the serialization codes at all.
She simply arched a brow and tapped her finger against the Legacy Bio-Chamber. "Whether it's a glitch or not, I don't know."
"But I'm pretty sure I've figured out why your chamber is acting up."
Director Kaelen's attention snapped back to her. "What's the cause?"
Serena tapped the metal casing, her tone lazy. "If you put Specimen Seven in here right now, it's probably going to lose its mind all over again night in front of your top-tier buyers" at the preview."
Director Kaelen's face drained of color. "What? Madam Panacea, what exactly is causing this?"
Serena turned and pointed to the data port on the chamber. "The
problem is right here. There's al
signal nearby interfering with the neural chip inside the assets body
Director Kaelen frowned deeply. "That's impossible. No external signals can penetrate this area. All outbound communications in the Vault are completely jammed."
Serena looked up and scoffed.
She tapped the scheduling monitor that had just briefly flashed. "I'm not
talking about an external signat I'm talking about frequency overlap between the specimens."