Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 1767

The screen shattered instantly, sending pieces scattering across the floor. The Raven snapped his head up, shooting a venomous glare directly at the hidden camera tucked in the corner of the room. "Tell your Commodore that Obsidian Sun won't spend a single dime to buy something that supposedly has nothing to do with us!" he spat, forcing the words through gritted teeth. His face was a thunderous mask of pure fury. The room fell dead silent, save for his heavy, ragged breathing. A few seconds passed. Then, that familiar, synthesized, androgynous voice echoed through the speakers. "Of course, Mr. Raven. To buy or not to buy is entirely up to our guests." It was The Commodore. The man had been watching him from the shadows this whole time. The Raven’s gaze turned even darker. A faint chuckle seemed to filter through the speaker, the tone flat and unbothered. "However, once the hammer falls, the new owner of AWS-14 will not be up to Obsidian Sun to decide." The Raven’s expression turned utterly lethal. But the voice simply cut off. The comms link clicked shut. There were no further threats, no attempts to argue—just a brutal ultimatum left hanging in the air. The Raven stared at the camera, his jaw clenched tight enough to crack his teeth. His fists were balled up, his entire body rigid with tension. It took a long moment before he slowly dragged his gaze back to the live feed of the auction floor. Meanwhile, back in the auction hall. Everyone’s attention had zeroed back in on AWS-14. They were all waiting for the final verification results. The remaining medical staff from the crew were re-evaluating the specimen's vitals based on the testing parameters Serena had just established. Standing at the console, Serena casually verified the asset's condition. They ran through the diagnostics, one by one. It was a lengthy process. Some of the buyers in the hall were actually starting to doze off. After going through every single metric, the medical team handed the finalized data over to Serena for her final sign-off. She skimmed the readouts, her tone indifferent. "It's good to go." Director Silas Kaelen’s heart had been pounding out of his chest the entire time. The second she spoke, he anxiously asked, "Does that mean, Ms. Panacea...?" "The vitals are stable, and the neural activity is within a controllable range. As long as no one messes with his life-support system, he meets the criteria for public display and auction," Serena said, her voice cool and commanding. The moment those words fell, the buyers who had been waiting for what felt like an eternity erupted with excitement. Finally! This supreme biological consignment, the one that had been the subject of wild rumors since the cargo hold incident, was finally going on the block. Director Kaelen’s eyes lit up as he quickly signaled the Lead Auctioneer. The host immediately stepped back up to the podium. The medical diagnostics on the massive screen behind him vanished, replaced by an official bidding interface. [The Final Sovereign Asset.] [Living Bio-Weapon: A.W.S-14.] Looking out at the restless, hungry crowd, the Lead Auctioneer took a deep breath and turned on his professional charm. "Thanks to The Panacea's expert verification, we can confirm that Asset 14 meets all conditions for a public auction. In accordance with Project Zero-Transit's protocol for contraband goods, A.W.S-14 is officially up for grabs." The stage lights slammed down, focusing directly on The Apex Bio-Transfer Pod.