The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 370

Chapter 370 The Masked Failure

Damian swallowed his nervousness and dialed the regulator to maximum output.

Yet Caleb’s arm remained unresponsive.

Silence settled over the room.

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“My trauma is likely too extensive,” Caleb remarked with dry indifference, “Have someone else step forward.”

With that, he reached down to peel the electrode patches from his wrist.

Damian stared in absolute disbelief.

How could this be happening?

This makes no sense.

Why wasn’t there any biological reaction?

Severe trauma was no excuse.

If high–intensity neuro–blockers couldn’t suppress severe pain, what was the point of this specialized hardware?

It was useless.

How could they brand this a groundbreaking clinical prototype?

What kind of prestigious laboratory developed hardware this pathetic?

This was supposed to be Andre’s flagship innovation.

Damian went entirely rigid, cold sweat drenching his collar.

He lunged toward Caleb in a frantic haze, pleading, “Major Cross, wait! Let me recalibrate the frequency–it will definitely work this time!”

Damian scrambled over the controls, perspiration dripping from his brow.

Yet regardless of how he adjusted the dials, the needles barely registered. Panicking, he decided to test the pads on himself to check if the circuit had failed.

The split second the gel patches touched his bare wrist, an agonizing shriek tore from his throat.

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On an uninjured limb, the concentrated micro–current hit like a swarm of hornets.

A sickening mix of sharp, prickly numbness surged through his arm, sending Damian leaping into the air as tears welled in his

eyes.

His forearm hung limp, as if stripped of all feeling.

If the current was this intense, why had Caleb felt nothing?

Were the major’s nerves deadened?

Yet when Caleb stood up, his arm swung naturally without signs of complete paralysis.

Damian’s mind went entirely numb with shock.

He stared at Caleb and the officers with wide, uncomprehending eyes.

Several other wounded veterans from Ethan’s unit stepped forward to test the electrodes. Some registered faint tingling, while others felt nothing at all, but none experienced significant therapeutic relief.

Damian’s grand clinical demonstration had ended in an utter, embarrassing collapse.

“It appears Professor Grant’s new prototype still requires considerable refinement–its therapeutic yield seems rather marginal.

“If you still insist this represents his pinnacle innovation, I suppose I have no further comment.”

Isabella remarked with calm, effortless poise, looking upon Damian’s crew with quiet

amusement.

Damian felt as though an invisible hand had delivered a resounding slap across his face, dumbfounded by the disastrous failure.

He couldn’t even double down on claiming the device was Andre’s prized breakthrough.

Doing so would only drag Andre’s international reputation through the mud.

What on earth went wrong?

Did Andre ship the wrong crate?

Handing us a defective laboratory prototype by mistake?

It is entirely plausible that an assistant has mixed up the consignments.

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Weighing the nightmare, Damian slunk toward the exit in mortified defeat.

“We… we will deliver a verified operational model once it’s recalibrated.

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