Galaxy's Only Triple-S: Five Lords Can't Hold Her novel Chapter 136

Chapter 136 Nothing

Baar sliced the frozen meat into even cuts with his blade and laid them across the crossbars. From his field kit, he dug out a compact fire starter-standard wilderness gear, fine for grilling.

The flame caught. The meat sizzled.

He handled the grill with surprising skill, searing each cut evenly, never letting the heat dip.

The base ran on nutrient solution, so proper tableware didn’t exist. When the first batch finished, Baar speared a piece on the tip of his blade and handed it over, knife and all.

Margaret took it and bit off a big mouthful.

The meat was firm and springy, with the clean, sweet edge of wild game. No seasoning, but the flavor alone made the nutrient solution taste like recycled waste by comparison.

“This is good,” she said around the bite, flashing him a thumbs up.

Without looking up, Baar felt the corner of his mouth tug upward. He drew a second blade and started on the next batch.

He grilled, she ate, and the quiet between them felt surprisingly easy.

She was about three-quarters full when the elevator doors opened. Gary stepped out with a middle-aged man in a white medical officer’s uniform, a silver equipment case in hand.

“Sir.” The medical officer saluted, his expression carefully blank as his eyes darted between the grill and Margaret.

The commander of the Federal Military was on the front lines grilling meat for a woman. The sight was enough to leave him reeling.

Baar stood up and took a clean cloth. He slowly and deliberately wiped the grease from his hands, as if the man who had been crouching over the grill just moments before was someone else entirely.

Baar asked, “You brought the equipment?”

“I did.” The officer opened the case and lifted out a palm-sized toxicology analyzer. “Full-spectrum scanning, molecular-level precision. The most advanced tox-analysis device in the Federal Military medical system. The only one.”

Baar pushed up his sleeve and bared his forearm,

The medical officer pressed the analyzer against his skin and activated the scan. A thin blue light traced slowly along the veins as data streamed across the holographic display.

Margaret sat on a metal crate nearby, wiping grease from the corner of her mouth, her eyes on Baar.

Three minutes later, the analyzer let out a short chime.

The medical officer stared at the screen. His face went pale.

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“What?” Baar said.

“Nothing…” The officer swallowed. “All indicators are normal. Across the board.”

Baar’s brow furrowed. “That’s not possible!”

“I agree.” Sweat beaded at the officer’s temples. His fingers worked the controls. “Let me switch modes and run it again.”

The second scan yielded the same result: clear, with no anomalies detected.

The officer wiped his face, voice strained. “Sir, either the toxin has been fully metabolized… or its molecular structure is beyond the detection parameters of our scanners. The system doesn’t know what it is, so it’s reading it as normal biological matter.”

Baar went silent.

Margaret had followed enough to understand. The equipment said everything was fine, but the poison was real. She knew the symptoms were real-she’d watched them play out firsthand.

If it could slip past a molecular scan, its masking capability was far beyond any known technology on file. It might not even fall within known toxicology.

The medical officer was sweating through his uniform. Baar’s symptoms weren’t imaginary, yet his best equipment read nothing. That was more terrifying than a terminal diagnosis.

“Sir,” the officer started, “given our current capabilities, I’m afraid—”

Gary’s Holo-bracelet cut him off.

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