Someone standing nearby grabbed their arm, demanding answers. "What does that mean? What's wrong with the numbers?"
The experts couldn't even process the question. Their eyes remained glued to the refreshing readouts, breathing ragged as their gazes burned with terrifying greed. These numbers had completely blown past the maximum thresholds of human biology.
If the sensors weren't malfunctioning, it meant...
This pod was sustaining an absolute biological anomaly.
Even those totally ignorant of the science could feel the sheer, oppressive gravity
radiating from the massive chamber and its monstrous life-support cables.
Whatever was trapped inside wasn't just some standard lab sample.
Beep-
Another notification chimed loudly.
The main screen shifted once again, projecting a new line of text in crisp, bold letters.
[Final Showcase: Living Assets.]
[Target: A.W.S-14.]
A.W.S-14.
Seeing that specific acronym, the entire room gasped in profound shock.
"A.W.S? Again?"
"Wasn't that the exact classification for the serum we just fought over? A.W.S-0?"
"They share the exact same project designation!"
"A.W.S-0 is Aria Wynn's masterwork... Does that mean this fourteen is also part of her legacy?"
"The fourteenth prototype? Or the fourteenth test batch?!"
Someone stared in absolute horror. "The pod is displaying active human biometrics. It's a living thing. But... Aria Wynn died decades ago!"
That statement triggered a sudden wave of terrifying realization across the floor.
"They're right. If that thing is breathing, it can't possibly be a direct relic from her original lab..."
"Could it have been cryogenically suspended?"
Wild theories exploded through the room, bouncing off the walls in a chaotic frenzy.
Everyone's absolute, unbridled
obsession had been violently
hooked by that simple string ofl
characters.
FindNovel.net
The mother liquid had just been sold for a staggering twenty-six billion dollars.
And now, something sharing its
name was being paraded out as the ultimate prize held back specifically to outshine that ridiculous sum.
What in god's name was inside that tank?
The entire crowd stared obsessively at the pod, desperate to behold atever monstrosity possessed
to bear Aria Wynn's name.
The Lead Auctioneer stood slightly off to the side, looking as though he might physically collapse.
He was completely, utterly blind.
He had zero documentation, no seller profile, and absolutely no product brief.
He didn't even have a starting bid for A.W.S-14.
It was as though the universe itself had just manifested this thing onto his stage.
And to make it infinitely worse, his own system had loudly declared:
Verification cleared.
Clearance approved.
Protocol complete.
Now, hundreds of the most powerful people on earth were staring at him, eagerly awaiting his pitch.
And he didn't even know how this massive steel coffin had gotten on his ship!
He opened his mouth, but only a pathetic, breathless wheeze came out.
Just then.
The heavy cryogenic fog clinging to the pod's exterior began to slowly dissipate.
The heavily frosted observation glass slowly turned crystal clear.
A massive, terrifyingly distinct humanoid silhouette faded into view.
The entire hall went dead silent in an instant.