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Chapter 218 Chapter 218 The second-gen stem cells were a total upgrade. They could patch heart holes, reset broken bones, and heal damaged organs. As soon as Quinlyn's formula hit the island, her nblew up.

"Unbelievable, this is crazy! You actually pulled it off?" In the lab, Sawyer was holding the vial, peering through the microscope, shaking his head in amazement.

After Quinlyn gave Edward a shot in his leg, she glanced at the data.

Sawyer leaned in. "If everything goes right, Edward's leg will be fully integrated in two weeks and ready for rehab." "Yeah." Quinlyn nodded, feeling a wave of relief because Edward was gonna wake up soon.

"It's a shame, though. The ingredients are too alarming. If this were to hit the market, it could lead to more deaths." Even a single cord blood sample indicated a massive chain of killings.

Sawyer understood this well. The more he saw around here, the more alarmed he became. He began to have deeper insights into his field of study.

Quinlyn didn't deny it. She sat by the hospital bed, holding Edward's hand with one hand, and staring at the other, which had seen a lot of blood.

"Do you think we'll ever get out of here?" Sawyer voiced his concern.

"No idea," Quinlyn replied, not sugarcoating it. In a dangerous place, staying alert and finding a way out was the only choice. She knew something had gone wrong with the rescue plan, but she didn't complain. She just sped up her own plans. Soon, invitations kept pouring in from the heads of prominent families in Mordoria, internationally renowned literary masters and physicists.

Warren was right. The rich didn't want to die. And as long as she held onto that, she could turn the tables. Back at the gaming building, the screen still displayed the absurd and bloody games, with swarms of little girls scurrying around the room to serve. The difference this twas that Quinlyn had her own separate sofa.

Bodyguards poured freshly squeezed juice for her, and people kept greeting her from all sides. The three guys sitting across from her couldn't help but marvel.

One of them spoke up, "We underestimated you, Ms. Yates. We apologize for our rudeness before. We hope you bygones be bygones and add our names to the list for the second-generation elixir.", can let Every place had its rules, and Ideal Land was no exception. The hierarchy among the rich was their order, with one unwritten rule-never mess with talented scientists.

When Quinlyn announced limited mass production, the wealthy who had reached out to her naturally shunned the three who had made a move against her. And there was nothing the three could do about it.

Quinlyn lounged on the sofa, sipping her juice slowly, and gave them her answer. "You're not on the list. And for the third generation, which will have an even smaller output, you're still out of luck." The three were left speechless. They wanted to blow up but knew it wasn't worth it. It had been a long tsince anyone had dared to be this bold in front of them, especially a kid.

In their eyes, the little girl who was supposed to be as docile as a toy had unexpectedly bitten them, and she was holding all the aces. One of them asked, "What's the deal with the third-generation stem cell elixir?" 08:18 Thu, 10 Apr 03.

Chapter 218 Quinlyn took a sip of her drink. "I'll probably extend your lifespan by at least fifty years 100% The precise number made them catch their breath. They thought, "This can't be fake, because everything Quinlyn's worked on so far has been a success.

'Many people here have had their diseases completely cured-it's nothing short of a medical miracle. So achieving immortality doesn't seem impossible after all They pressed on. "When will it be ready?" Quinlyn replied, "Soon." This answer made the oldest of the three men breathe a little heavier. He was already seventy-six and didn't have many years left. But he had a vast business empire to run, and he couldn't afford to die.

He wasn't the only one with such greed. After that night, Quinlyn received even more cards, and a building gifted to her by the island's owner, named after her.

But she didn't move in. Instead, she stayed in the lab, working on the elixir day and night. Occasionally, she'd ask Xena if she was bored and if she wanted to move in with her.

Xena just laughed and shook her head. "If you're not going, why should I? Besides, you forget to eat and sleep when you're busy. How can I be at ease? Speaking of which, what's this?" She held up a bottle of extract.

Quinlyn leaned in to explain.

Xena was always eager to learn, especially about chemistry. So whenever she had free time, Quinlyn would teach her. They'd spend their days together in research and their nights boating and stargazing.

The coast was affected by magnetic storms, and all sorts of weird plankton would drift in, along with bioluminescent algae that gathered with the tides. They often played on the beach, leaving glowing footprints with every step.

"Quinlyn, do you miss life outside the island?" Xena asked.

"Yeah," Quinlyn replied.

"Because of the people who care about you?" "Yeah, they'd be worried." Xena was her closest friend here, and Quinlyn always told her the truth.

"But it's been so long, and they still haven't come. Maybe it's just too hard to get here," Xena said.

Xena pointed to the distant, misty ocean under the night sky. "If they cby boat, there'd be giant sharks. And there are bombs on the tracks that explode when fish gather. It's too dangerous." Quinlyn froze at the words, gazing into the distance with a furrowed brow. She thought to herself, 'So, that's why the rescue hasn't been able to get here.' Meanwhile, Curtis's ship, which had taken a month to reach the whale carcass, was stuck at the perimeter.

His subordinate reported, "We've detected a bunch of heavy explosives Dunch of heavy explo underwater, And there's nuclear fusion material. If it blows, it'll pollute the seawater big time."

On the deck, Curtis held a telescope and spotted a faint rainbow in the distance. His expression was dark, thinking. These jerks are messing with the ocean, knowing we can't just barge through." His subordinate spoke up, "Chief, our ship can't handle these explosives either. Maybe we should—" "Absolutely not. We're not turning back. No matter how many reports I file, official support ends here. They won't let us 2/3 08:18 Thu, 10 Apr Chapter 218 intrude into the shipping lanes, Curtis cut him off, his voice cold and firm.

100% The situation was a dead end. If the ship got clower, there were explosives. If they tried a speedboat, there were sharks.

Just as the two ships were locked in a stalemate, a luxury cruise ship appeared in the distance, its lights flickering faintly.

Quinlyn rushed out of the lab, clutching a vial of medicine. She headed straight to the patient's bedside.

"What's going on? Sawyer asked, standing up from his desk as he saw her.

He watched as she injected the medicine into Edward's arm and m realized Is that the third-generation stem cell treatment? You did it?" Quinlyn smiled as the medicine flowed into the old man's veins. "Yes" She successfully developed the super stem cells.

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