Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 1763

"The ship doesn't play around," someone muttered.

Others recalled the cyanide capsule extracted from Caleb Thorne's mouth.

A standard ship medic didn't carry suicide pills. This wasn't a crime of passion or a sudden theft.

Planting a deep-cover operative inside the medical team, abusing top-tier clearances to smuggle an apocalyptic biological weapon past security...

The faction behind Specimen Fourteen was insanely arrogant.

This was Project Zero-Transit!

Did they seriously believe they could hijack the ship's infrastructure and just walk away clean?

When the buyers looked back at Specimen Fourteen, their gazes burned with an entirely new level of dangerous curiosity.

Creating a weapon like this was terrifying enough. But having the reach to infiltrate this ship?

The syndicate behind these assets was far more formidable than anyone had anticipated.

"We completely understand the ship needs to clean house," a representative from The Deep-Web Medical Syndicate urged impatiently. "But what we need to know right now is: what happens to Specimen Fourteen? Can we bid on it or not?"

"We've been sitting here for three hours! Some of us are falling asleep!"

"Give us a straight answer! Is it on the market?!"

Sure, they wanted to know who built it. But they wanted the prize itself infinitely more.

Kaelen projected his voice. "According to our contraband regulations, if a consignor conceals critical hazards that endanger the lives of our VIPs, or utilizes internal clearances to bypass our security, Project Zero-Transit reserves the absolute right to terminate the agreement and freeze all ownership rights."

"Furthermore, we reserve the right to seize the contraband and dictate its subsequent disposal."

Kaelen paused, letting his gaze sweep over the hungry crowd. "In other words, from this exact second forward, the fate of Specimen Fourteen belongs exclusively to Project Zero-Transit."

The chaotic shouts in the hall instantly died.

The implication was earth-shattering. It didn't matter who built Specimen Fourteen. They could no longer claim it. The ship had seized the asset.

Someone couldn't hold back anymore. "If the ship owns it now, does that mean the auction continues?!"

"Since you've confiscated it, and it's already on the stage, are you opening the floor for public bidding?!"