Chapter 115

Something felt wrong. Just now, in Nathan's office, Elara had caught a glimpse of a stack of documents wedged between his desk and the single bed. All the documents bore the red "rejection" stamp. There might be more behind those documents. Perhaps they were directly related to the reason behind Nathan's death. Before Elara could make sense of it, she received a call from the Zone S medical center, asking her to drop by. … The eerie white lights blinked from afar within the medical center. It looked like a massive, metallic cemetery. Before she had arrived, the door had been opened from within. A few staff members in white uniforms hurried out expressionlessly and greeted her. They seemed to already know who she was. "Please hurry up and take that merman with you. We can't take him in and rehabilitate him because he doesn't have the proper paperwork." "Why so?" she gasped in shock. "He's an experiment from the research base. Why can't you take him in?" The pharmacist at the for