She had underestimated the depravity of these people! Selling human organs and abusing vigilante justice were already abhorrent crimes. Now, they had come up with such twisted methods-implanting bacterial eggs into pregnant women and using the warmth of their wombs to incubate these virus-infected larvae.
As these larvae hatched, they would absorb the nutrients from the pregnant woman’s body day by day. In cases of nutritional deficiency, they would feed on the unborn child in her belly as their “food” for growth.
In Adrian’s eyes, there were no strictly defined “humans.” They were merely props for his experiments, disposable at will. While Cheyenne cursed him, Adrian took it as praise. His eyes gleamed with delight, and he explained in a deep voice, “Great experiments require sacrifices.”
The essence of the experiment was to explore the truth of science. In Adrian’s view, everything he did now was to obtain the truth. He was fighting for the sake of truth.
When the goal is achieved, what does the convoluted process matter?
When humans dissect frogs, mice, and rabbits in laboratories, they do not consider it cruel. Looking at it from a different perspective, humans are also animals. So, what is the fundamental difference between using humans as experimental subjects and using rabbits, frogs, or mice?
Upon hearing his cunning argument, Cheyenne vehemently disagreed in her heart. Yes, she had personally dissected countless frogs in the laboratory and cooked them into delicious meals to eat.
However, she would never dissect a pregnant mother rabbit. This was empathy, and great emotions could cross any species.
Even animals have emotions. If humans have no emotions, aren’t they no different from animals?
After hesitating for a second, she made a bold and unexpected decision.
Cheyenne suddenly strode forward to the side of the iron cage without saying a word and took the silver surgical knife from the plate next to her.
Without blinking an eye, she held the surgical knife horizontally in her hand and swiftly slashed towards the woman’s neck.
In an instant of flashing silver light, Cheyenne tightly closed her eyes.
She acted quickly and precisely with one swift stroke that killed instantly.
With this speed of action, the woman should not feel too much pain. The blood splattered on Cheyenne’s face unavoidably as it sprayed out from her neck wound.
Her fair-skinned face was beautiful but tense with irregular bloodstains like ink splatters that highlighted her stunningly gorgeous appearance full of impact.
At this moment, Cheyenne looked so small and fragile yet so lonely but great at heart.
In the split second before she closed her eyes, it seemed as if Cheyenne saw a grateful smile on the woman’s face.
This sincere smile seemed to be celebrating herself finally being free from pain.
The woman’s body slowly fell backwards until it hit something behind her before collapsing silently forever leaving this world. Her wide-opened eyes stared blankly at ceiling above as if recalling something happy that had happened in life.
Perhaps it was parents or maybe there was still someone loving her somewhere in this world waiting for her return.
Cheyenne did not regret killing her; as fellow pregnant women themselves; during that brief moment earlier on when they were together alone together in there; She felt what emotion had been conveyed by that other woman.
“Help me.”
“Kill me.”
Cheyenne’s hands were already stained with blood long ago but killing someone was actually still new to her.
After sending off this woman on her final journey, she found herself trembling uncontrollably. It felt like when her grandpa urged her to dissect the mouse.
In the end, she took action, and her first dissection showcased astonishing skill.
Her hand speed was impeccable, her cuts swift and clean, without any hesitation. Her grandfather praised her for her extraordinary talent, but in reality, Cheyenne simply didn’t want the little mouse to suffer too much.
As they say, it’s better to endure a brief pain than a prolonged one.
Adrian was also surprised that Cheyenne took the initiative to kill the woman. Although she was no longer useful to him, her actions still caught him off guard.
Stroking his beard with a satisfied smile on his face, Adrian complimented Cheyenne. “You’re truly deserving of my brother’s most proud student. Your technique is clean and precise.”
“The Edwards family have someone to carry on our legacy,” he continued.
But before Adrian could finish his sentence, Cheyenne interrupted him with a mocking tone. “You seem to have forgotten that you’re not part of the Edwards family anymore.”
“Nowadays,” she declared proudly, “the Edwards family belongs to me – not you! And people like you are not fit to be part of my family.”
Her words undoubtedly struck a painful chord in Adrian’s heart. His face darkened, and he coldly reminded Cheyenne, “Grandniece, don’t forget that you just killed an innocent person.”
“I may not be innocent, but neither are you. From today onwards, you have become a member of TWILIGHT. Aren’t you now one of us?”
One of them? No, I’m not the same!
Cheyenne silently exclaimed in her heart. She lowered her head, and her gaze passed through the iron bars, fixing on the woman’s smiling face.
She believed that if the woman wouldn’t blame her. She had sent her to heaven, not hell.
She only hoped that in her next life, she would be more fortunate and never encounter such twisted people again.
Seeing Cheyenne’s silence, Adrian didn’t press the matter further. He softly instructed, “Continue walking ahead. The person you’re supposed to meet is inside.”