Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 1733

The Raven closed his eyes.

When he opened them again, the surging fury in his gaze had been ruthlessly suppressed by a cold, predatory gleam. "Activate Caleb Thorne."

Beside him, his subordinate's expression shifted slightly. "My Lord Raven, are you planning to..."

"It's time he made himself useful," The Raven interrupted coldly. "Right now, the only one who can get close to Specimen Fourteen is Caleb Thorne."

They had managed to open a covert transit channel within Project Zero-Transit ahead of schedule, slipping Specimen Fourteen into the highest-tier emergency medical transport protocol.

They hadn't pulled that off simply by leveraging their status as partners of the Obsidian Sun.

They already had operatives planted deep within the ship's crew.

And one of them had long since established a firm foothold within the Med-Tech unit.

Now that the crew demanded The Panacea publicly audit Specimen Fourteen, they would inevitably assign members of the Med-Tech unit to assist her.

This was their only legitimate opportunity to approach Specimen Fourteen.

They had to play this card ahead of schedule.

"Tell him to follow the ship's arrangements and take the stage," The Raven ordered, narrowing his eyes as his voice dropped to a chilling register. "He needs to find the right moment to strike. We absolutely cannot let The Panacea dig up all of Specimen Fourteen's original logs."

"At the very least, she cannot be allowed to expose the Obsidian Sun's true secrets to everyone."

The subordinate immediately bowed his head. "Understood."

"And one more thing," The Raven added. "Keep a close eye on The Panacea."

"I want to know exactly how she conducts this audit, what methods she uses, and every single word she says."

Serena Lancaster... The name surfaced in his mind once again.

If The Panacea was truly connected to that girl...

Then, faced with Specimen Fourteen—a creation born from Aria Wynn's early technology and subjected to subsequent modifications...

Hearing this, another professor specializing in neural research chimed in. "But I heard... Aria Wynn passed away thirty years ago. If this is really a subject from back then, could it actually have survived until now?"

"Wouldn't that mean her technology from all those years ago was already capable of..."

A chorus of voices erupted, overlapping in the grand hall.

Some were ecstatic, others skeptical.

And many were laced with naked, undisguised greed.

It was as if securely tying the entity inside the pod to the name Aria Wynn would instantly imbue the specimen with a value that would drive them all mad.

However, the neural research professor's expression grew conflicted as he stared at The Apex Bio-Transfer Pod. "Could it be... Did Aria Wynn actually participate in human experimentation?"

At those words, Serena's fingers, resting on the edge of the control console, paused for a fraction of a second.

No one noticed that under the harsh lights, the woman's complexion remained that slightly fragile, luminous pale. Her lowered eyelashes perfectly concealed the momentary flash of emotion in her eyes.