Chapter 156: Embryo

"No... no..."

Emily stumbled out of the house, with only one thought in her mind.

Go to the hospital!

She rushed like a madwoman into the nearest top hospital—St. John Private Hospital, as if clutching the last straw of salvation.

"Doctor! Please, save me!"

She seized a passing doctor's Doctor's Lab Coat, her voice sharp and twisted with fear.

"My stomach... something's wrong!"

The attending physician was a senior obstetrics‑gynecology specialist, Dr. Hofmann.

He looked at the pale, mentally on‑the‑brink woman before him, his eyes behind the lenses carrying a faint, soothing professional smile.

"Madam, please stay calm; I'll perform an ultrasound first."

Hofmann had assumed this would be a routine OB‑GYN exam, perhaps a hernia or something similar.

However, when the ultrasound probe swept across Emily's abdomen and the image appeared on the screen, Dr. Hofmann's smile froze.

What is that?

Fetus?

No, it doesn't look like one at all.

It's a vague shadow.

Its outline is twisted and bizarre, like a coiled monster covered in Tentacles, crazily siphoning something through countless fine tubes from the Mother Body.

The numbers on the screen flicker wildly, showing this 'fetus' cell‑division rate is dozens of times that of a normal human!

This is neither a hernia nor a fetus!

Hofmann's breathing suddenly became rapid.

The first flash in his eyes was not fear, nor compassion for the patient.

But a mix of shock, horror, and extreme greed.

It could very well be... a new organism or virus!

A perfect, living, rapidly evolving mutant!

Perhaps... some of its traits could greatly advance projects stuck at a bottleneck, such as immortality or self‑healing!

What does this mean?

Patents! Incalculable business opportunities! And the biotech breakthrough that the massive conglomerate behind him has long coveted!

And as the discoverer, he will inevitably receive indelible credit and enormous wealth.

He immediately pushed the nearby nurse aside and locked the Examination Room door.

"Ms. Emily, your condition... is highly unusual."

Hofmann's voice was low, yet carried an irresistible, beguiling tone.

"We may have discovered an entirely new disease. For your safety, you must undergo top‑tier isolation treatment."

"But before that, I need to consult the Senior Executive of the hospital; hold on for my call."

Emily nodded repeatedly; at this moment she could only choose to trust Hofmann.

After leaving the Examination Room, Hofmann called the board of the hospital's Senior Executive investors.

Soon after, Hofmann returned, smiling.

"Good news, Ms. Emily. The board has approved transferring you to our most advanced therapeutic research base, where the world's top experts can surely cure you."

Emily, eager for treatment, accepted without doubt.

A pitch‑black security vehicle slipped silently into the hospital's Underground Parking Garage.

Emily was escorted into the vehicle.

Outside the window, the city lights receded, and the vehicle eventually entered a heavily guarded suburb.

Massive steel gates opened slowly, and the vehicle traveled down a spiral passage deeper into the earth.

When the doors opened.

What Emily saw was not a therapeutic base.

But a huge, cold underground space filled with metal and the scent of disinfectant.

All around were thick alloy walls, and researchers in white sterile suits hurried about.

Emily's heart sank to the bottom of a valley.

She felt something was wrong.

"Where is this? Didn't you say..."

"Welcome to the Prometheus Research Institute, Ms. Emily."

A man in a black suit with a cold demeanor approached; he was the institute's director, Caven.

"From today onward, you will make a unique contribution to humanity's great advancement."

As soon as the words finished, two strong security guards rushed forward and forcibly seized Emily.

"No! You deceived me! Let go! You demons!"

Emily finally understood, struggling and cursing wildly.

But how could a woman, especially one frail, match the security guards?

Soon, in the room.

Cold restraints bound her limbs tightly, and various probes and tubes with blinking indicator lights were mercilessly attached to every part of her body.

Her resistance and pleas seemed so pale and feeble within this cold steel cage.

At first, Emily still had the strength to scream.

But only a day passed.

Her movements grew ever weaker.

Her skin, at a speed visible to the naked eye, became dry and dull, and her once‑lovely golden hair began to fall out in large clumps.

Her whole body, like a flower whose moisture was swiftly squeezed out, withered rapidly.

All of her life force was greedily siphoned away by the terrifying monster in her womb.

Caven stood outside the thick blast‑proof glass, watching everything indifferently; he made no direct contact with Emily.

"How are the live‑sample results?"

"Report, Director, the blood, amniotic fluid... all samples are compositionally identical to normal humans," a researcher reported, "The problem... lies in that 'fetus'."

"Then we wait."

A flash of light flickered in Caven's eyes.

"When it is born, capture it directly. I need a complete, living 'sample'."

Time passed day by day.

Emily's belly had swollen to a terrifying size comparable to nine months of gestation, yet her body had withered to an unrecognizable, skeletal state.

She was so weak she lacked the strength even to speak.

She could only lie on the sickbed, staring intently with eyes full of endless venom and hatred at every researcher who passed by.

In her heart, she summoned the last of her strength to utter the most vicious curse.

A curse upon everyone here.

A curse that they... may taste the same pain as she does.

That day, Doctor Huo Fuman arrived outside the isolation ward to observe up close the 'masterpiece' that would bring him supreme glory.

As he, separated by glass, stared obsessively at Emily's disproportionately massive belly,

suddenly.

He felt a stabbing, intense cramp surge through his abdomen.

"Uh..."

Huo Fuman let out a muffled groan, clutching his stomach as bead‑sized cold sweat instantly formed on his forehead.

He bent over, his complexion turning as pale as paper in an instant.

"Doctor Huo Fuman? What's wrong with you?"

The nearby researcher, seeing this, hurried forward to support him, "Let me help you rest..."

However, the researcher's words were cut off as soon as they left their mouth.

"Ah!"

A similarly dreadful scream issued from her own mouth.

The researcher also clutched her lower abdomen, curling up on the floor in pain as her body convulsed violently.

Huo Fuman and the female researcher were rushed into another special observation room.

When the probe of a portable ultrasound device was pressed against the throbbing abdomens of Huo Fuman and the female researcher,

Everyone present fixed their gaze rigidly on the connected screen.

The next second.

When the image appeared clearly on the screen,

The entire observation room fell into absolute silence.

Everyone saw a scene that made their souls tremble and freeze.

Inside the cavities of Doctor Huo Fuman and the female researcher.

Two Weird embryos, covered in Tentacles and identical to the monster in Emily's womb, had already formed.

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