The Girl Who Reincarnated as a Vampire Heiress-Chapter 315: Untitled 03

Hybridization of humans and monsters.

Upon seeing this sentence, everyone present felt their scalps tingle.

From this diary entry onwards, there were no more records.

Chloe pursed her lips and glanced at the date, realizing that June 17th had long since passed.

This meant that the owner of the diary had likely already donated their brain to the research team for hybridization experiments.

Absurd.

After closing the diary, everyone was momentarily stunned.

After a long while, Daniel angrily slammed his fist on the lab table, exclaiming:

"This is fucking human experimentation, isn't it?!"

Yes, this was human experimentation.

A complete disregard for human ethics.

This researcher had lost himself in the frenzied experiments day and night, willing to sacrifice his own brain. freewёbnoνel.com

But had their team really only conducted one human experiment?

They had no idea if there were innocent civilians involved.

If there were, it would truly be an unforgivable crime.

Qin Huaibei murmured, "They don't seem like the kind and compassionate type who would ask for the subjects' consent before experimenting."

Chloe wholeheartedly agreed on this point.

Neither the Werewolf Race's research team nor the Viper Group's research team were particularly virtuous.

Troublesome.

Chloe took out the diary again, thoroughly examining it from top to bottom, confirming that there was indeed no other useful information besides the diary entries. She then placed it back in the drawer.

Meanwhile, Cecily was wiping down the lab bench and its gleaming instruments, saying:

"Could this have been where the diary's owner conducted experiments?"

Chloe replied, "It's hard to say. After all, that person is dead now. It's possible someone else kept their diary."

As soon as she finished speaking, Chloe's ears twitched.

"Thump, thump, thump."

It was the sound of boots hitting the floor, getting closer and closer.

Chloe reacted instantly, signaling everyone to be quiet and quickly find a place to hide.

The lab was spacious, and Chloe swiftly ducked under a lab bench in the corner.

The other team members scattered, hiding wherever they could.

Those years of being tormented by Ren Yunying had greatly improved everyone's concealment skills.

"Click."

The door opened.

The recently turned off white light was switched on again. As the stark light flooded the room, Chloe silently shifted further behind the bench, ensuring her shadow wouldn't be visible.

Scattered conversations arose:

"Strange, the lock seems a bit loose today."

"That's normal. This lab has been here for so long, and the lock has never been changed."

"Alright, fair enough."

The footsteps became more chaotic; it seemed quite a few people had arrived.

Chloe listened intently for a moment and was shocked to realize they appeared to be students from Brut Military Academy, brought here by instructors and teachers to conduct experiments.

"Everyone, find a seat."

"Don't even think about slacking off. Even if you were all illiterate brutes before, you're here to learn how to conduct experiments seriously. Otherwise, forget about graduating!"

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As the words fell, Chloe heard the students' hushed complaints.

Most of them were grumbling.

Chloe had a bad feeling about this.

With so many people, it seemed unrealistic for them to safely hide here.

Damn it.

Chloe cursed inwardly, curling up and not daring to move.

The next second, a shadow fell from above.

A student had come to sit at this lab bench.

It was the one in the farthest corner, too.

Chloe felt incredibly unlucky.

The Werewolf's feet were carelessly shoved under the lab bench.

Chloe could only keep dodging them.

At this moment, she was extremely grateful that this Werewolf didn't have smelly feet.

Otherwise, she might have been tempted to saw off its legs.

At the front, the teacher had already begun the lesson.

It was clear the instructor was a professional, explaining in detail how to use each instrument.

Chloe felt that after listening to this class, she too could become an expert experimenter.

... She was getting sidetracked. She wondered if Anderson and the others had hidden well, and whether the Werewolves at their lab benches had smelly feet.

Chloe's mind wandered as she waited for the class to end and for them to leave the lab.

Unfortunately, fate was not on her side. Perhaps the heavens had finally decided to collect on their grudge against Chloe.

In any case, as soon as the teacher at the front spoke, the restless student in the farthest corner began to fidget, preparing to lower his head.

Chloe even saw the packet of instant noodles in his hand.

In other words, this restless student was planning to bend down and take a bite of his snack, which would lead to an eye-to-eye encounter with the universe's most unrivaled, stunningly beautiful woman.

Damn, what a wonderful scene.

Chloe was so delighted she nearly split open.

As the scent of instant noodles drew closer, their gazes met.

Chloe's eyes hardened. Before the young Werewolf could let out a piercing scream, she swiftly drew her dagger and pressed it against his lower abdomen, hissing in a low voice:

"If you dare make a sound, I'll make sure you don't see tomorrow's sun."

The Werewolf's throat bobbed, his hand trembling as he reached for his abdomen.

Chloe mercilessly swatted his hand away, simultaneously pressing the dagger harder.

Fearing she might actually stab him, the Werewolf didn't utter a word.

He even gave up on eating his instant noodles, sitting obediently in his seat, though his legs were still shaking.

In this state, it was unlikely he'd be able to conduct any experiments.

For the entire class, Chloe ferociously kept the dagger pressed against his abdomen and stomach, never once letting up.

Fortunately, this tall and strong Werewolf was also a coward, not making a single sound or showing any backbone.

This suited Chloe's purposes perfectly.

As the class ended, the Werewolf curled up on the lab bench, trying to make himself as small as possible so no one would notice him.

This was all according to Chloe's instructions.

The Werewolf Race didn't have the habit of counting heads.

After the last student left, the lights dimmed, and the door was locked.

Only then did Chloe kick away the Werewolf blocking her and crawl out from under the lab bench.

Because the lights had been turned off, the Werewolf couldn't see Chloe's face clearly.

He could only make out a section of her jaw illuminated by a stray beam of light from an unknown source.

Smooth and delicate.

The next instant, dark red pupils met his gaze, and the Werewolf trembled in fear, his body shaking uncontrollably.

Just as the Werewolf was about to resist this seemingly lone girl, other sounds echoed through the lab.

Then, from cabinets, behind windowsills, and under lab benches: from all sorts of unexpected places: people emerged.

All were giants towering over six feet, with one whose exaggerated muscles were visible even as he walked.

The young Werewolf: "..."

He felt like crying but had no tears left, dropping to his knees with a thud.