Chapter 304

Charles Hart and Michael Anderson exchanged a quick glance before stepping into the lab. The room went dead silent until Stella Johnson pointed at the microscope and said, “See it for yourselves.” Michael moved first, leaning in to check. As soon as he saw the bizarre structures attaching to the "Phantom Blade" virus, his eyes widened sharply, and the smile on his face vanished in an instant. Charles followed, peering in with a frown. He wasn’t a virology expert, but even he could tell something was way off. “What the hell is that?” he asked, his voice low and heavy, turning to look at Stella. “I don’t know,” she said, shaking her head, her tone serious. “But I’m sure of one thing—these structures aren’t part of the original ‘Phantom Blade.’ Someone’s tampered with it, added a new strain. It’s sneakier and way more dangerous.” Both men froze, clearly not expecting the situation to be this messed up. “Grace Carter…” Charles muttered, eyes sharp as knives. “It’s her. She’s trying to dest