The Apocalyptic Queen's Werewolf Journey (Thora and Darius) novel Chapter 442

Being watched and analyzed so closely like that reminded Thora of Yereah.

Darius clearly hated seeing her treated that way. At one point, he even went to talk to Davis himself.

No one knew what Davis said to him, but Darius still ended up agreeing.

What Thora didn't know was that all research related to her body had already been marked top-level confidential by the Academy Research Division.

Every single piece of data was sealed away. Even one strand of her hair counted as a classified asset.

As for Thora, she not only had full access to her own data, but the Academy Research Division also built a personalized, scientific training system just for her. It was far more effective than the trial-and-error training she had been doing alone.

She was completely satisfied with the setup.

She knew better than anyone how unusual her body was.

If not for the complete absence of any related memories, she might have genuinely believed her body had been altered or injected with some kind of special serum.

After becoming a long-term test subject for the Academy Research Division, she underwent a dual intelligence test.

When the results came out, everyone was stunned. Her IQ hit an unbelievable 260, exactly matching Adrian's.

Her EQ, however, was the total opposite—shockingly low. It didn't even reach 70, well below the average person.

Darius wasn't surprised at all.

So what if her EQ was low? Low EQ meant fewer troubles, didn't it?

This time, Darius only stayed at the military academy for seven days before leaving.

Before he left, he pulled Thora aside and warned her over and over, "Thora, remember what I told you. Stay alert all the time. Don't let unrelated people get close to you. Especially those so-called upperclassmen."

She found his warning a bit odd, but she still nodded seriously. "Understood."

Darius wasn't wrong. Being careful never hurt.

"And..." He suddenly smiled and leaned close to her ear, his voice dropping with a faint edge of threat. "Don't draw too much attention from shady people. I'll be back to check on you regularly."

With that, Darius pressed a light kiss to her forehead, then turned and boarded the plane without hesitation.

Thora frowned slightly, the warmth of his lips still lingering on her skin.

His words echoed in her mind again and again. That threatening tone felt oddly familiar.

News of Carlos's death was tightly sealed. Aside from staff with access to the 66th floor and a few senior administrators, most students had no idea anything had occurred.

The academy launched a full investigation, but not a single useful clue turned up.

Even though Valen already suspected someone, nothing could be confirmed without proof.

Carlos's death left his closest friend, Mike, emotionally unstable for a long time.

Even Roxen, usually calm and steady, was deeply shaken.

In the end, the case became a cold mystery.

The investigation never stopped, but it never moved forward either.

Gradually, another person vanished from the academy, disappearing as if she had never existed.

That person was Ashley, a first-year student from the Command Institute, ranked 10th in overall combat strength.

In other words, it was Lance.