Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 1751

"Since Specimen Fourteen has no legal owner and no valid mandate, it will be processed as contraband."

"Per the ship's regulations, Project Zero-Transit is seizing the asset, effective immediately."

The Raven's composure finally shattered.

The Commodore continued, unbothered. "Since Obsidian Sun merely suspects their tech was stolen, feel free to leave whatever leads you have. We will verify them independently."

"As for whether the asset remains on display, our partners need not concern themselves with our internal affairs."

The Raven's eyes grew murderous, his knuckles turning white.

The ultimatum was set.

Deny it, and lose Specimen Fourteen forever.

Claim it, and expose Obsidian Sun's greatest secret to the world.

The Commodore hadn't raised his voice or resorted to threats. He simply laid out the board.

But for The Raven, both moves led to absolute ruin.

He stood there, suffocated by the heavy silence.

Specimen Fourteen was the culmination of endless resources, money, and lives. It was one step away from being the perfect weapon.

How could he just hand it over?

Their base was destroyed, their core access compromised. If he lost this prize right under his nose, left to be auctioned off like unclaimed luggage...

The mere thought of how The Overlord would react made the blood drain from The Raven's face.

The figure in the shadows didn't press him.

He knew The Raven had no real choice.

Luckily, Project Zero-Transit had a failsafe.

If a specialized biological asset exhibited severe instability during an appraisal, the medical team could invoke the Red Medical Evacuation Protocol.

This allowed them to immediately halt the auction and rush the asset to an isolation ward, prioritizing safety above all else. No one would dare contest a medical emergency.

If he could just trigger the protocol, getting the pod out of the room would be a breeze.

Once it was safely back in The Med-Tech Quarantine, his people would take over.

Caleb Thorne's eyes flashed with icy resolve. He waited until his two colleagues turned to check a monitor, then swiftly plugged The Sabotage Interface Module into the pod's external port.

The module bore the ship's official insignia, seamlessly matching the standard diagnostic equipment.

But buried inside its casing were two highly illegal, malicious subroutines.