Chapter 104 Nirvana and Fetal Devouring
Bangkok, Rehabilitation Room of Mojia Private Hospital.
Savika was doing strength training with his upper body naked, beads of sweat rolling down the scars on his back, and the lines of his muscles were like a fully drawn bowstring in the sun. He seemed to be concentrating on his movements, but his eyes would occasionally drift to the other end of the corridor.
Su Lixia was carefully placing her palm against Ruan Xingchen's slightly raised belly, intently feeling the wonderful fetal movement. Suddenly, her eyes lit up: "Wow! Senior...it seems like she's doing some boxing in there!"
Ruan Xingchen chuckled, took her hand and gently pressed it on the bulge of her belly: "He's a naughty little guy. He kicked me so hard last night that I couldn't sleep well the whole night."
Savika's eyes became hot when she saw Su Lixia's surprised smile because the baby in Ruan Xingchen's belly rolled again.
He threw down the dumbbells, strode over, and hugged Su Lixia's waist from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder: "What's there to be excited about? We'll give birth ourselves."
Su Lixia's ears instantly turned red, and she pushed him away forcefully: "Your injury hasn't fully healed yet..."
"What's wrong?" He grabbed her hand and pressed it against his firm abdominal muscles. His voice was low and ambiguous: "Who was the one who was made to cry and beg for mercy last night?"
“…Savika!” Su Lixia’s face flushed red, and she tried to pull her hand back in panic to cover his mouth, but he grabbed her and slowly pulled her down.
"If you're going to seduce me, go back to northern Myanmar." Mo Xiaohan's voice came from behind him. He flipped through the medical records in his hand, his eyes glancing at the scratches on Savika's abdominal muscles with disdain. "This is a hospital, not a breeding station."
"Are you jealous that I can pester my wife to have children every day?" Savika deliberately rubbed Su Lixia's earlobe with his fangs. "Now, if I even touch my wife's belly, I will be kicked..."
The cold muzzle of a gun suddenly pressed against his lower back.
"The Burmese government army will arrive in Myitkyina tomorrow." Mo Xiaohan's voice was as cold as ice. "You'd better seize the last Naga experiment site there before they do."
Savika let go of Su Lixia with a click of her tongue, but her fingertips were still hooked in her hair. "Can you approve my maternity leave after I finish the job? Let me go back to Yangon and have a baby?"
"Don't think about harming others if your injury hasn't healed yet." Mo Xiao threw the new training plan into his arms with a cold face, "If the wound breaks again, you won't have that thing anymore."
Savika was choked by Mo Xiaohan's cold words, but she couldn't help but wink at Su Lixia. Su Lixia was embarrassed and annoyed, so she pushed him away and turned to help Ruan Xingchen sit down slowly.
The sky outside the window is as soft as water, and the air seems to have slowed down its flow. At this moment, life is quietly continuing its softness here.
But such tenderness is never the whole world.
Switzerland, in the heart of the Alps.
Victor stood in front of the huge screen in the laboratory. The latest war report from northern Myanmar made him smash his wine glass.
The Naga testing ground was turned into a scorched earth by the coordinated crackdown by the Burmese military government and the Mohist-affiliated armed forces.
"So, the first phase was a complete failure?" Victor stared at the burning blue blood on the screen. "How much experimental data was recovered?"
The confidant trembled and reported: "Less than 5%... The Mo family used a high-energy combustion device..."
"Waste!" He grabbed his trusted confidant by the neck and pinned him to the lab table. "Three hundred million worth of medicine... Mo Xiaohan burned it to ashes! All the resources and time I invested in Southeast Asia, it's like a joke?!"
"Sir..." The confidant gasped for breath, "But we intercepted Ruan Xingchen's prenatal examination report... She is 20 weeks pregnant..."
The gray-blue eyes suddenly narrowed and the fingers slowly loosened.
The subordinate hurriedly handed the tablet to him and retrieved the intercepted prenatal examination report of Ruan Xingchen: gestational week 20+3, and the daily test indicators of the Mo family medical team were normal.
"My little Rose got pregnant so quickly... It seems Mo Xiaohan put in a lot of effort..." Victor's fingertips slid across the three-dimensional image of the fetus, as if caressing a perfect experimental subject. "20 weeks... It's exactly the critical period for the development of the nervous system."
He suddenly burst into manic laughter: "Starting from the embryonic stage of 'Nirvana'... what kind of perfect weapon will be born?"
"But...but sir, the Mo family's defense is too tight..." the confidant reminded him tremblingly: "Even the prenatal doctor has gone through..."
"Who said we were going to touch her?" Victor's gray-blue eyes flashed with enthusiasm. "Isn't there a ready-made experimental site in northern Myanmar?"
"Notify Naga to initiate the second phase of Project Nirvana." He turned and walked towards the pharmacy cold storage room, pulling out a blue-glowing potion from the thermostatic shelf. "Recruit poor people from the slums of northern Myanmar. Anyone who donates their womb to participate in Berg Pharmaceuticals' 'charity project' will receive $3,000 per month."
"But...but the success rate of embryo experiments...is only 12%..."
"Then let's use quantity! Aren't there still many poor people in northern Myanmar who are so poor that they sell their children? If there are not enough, we can capture girls to impregnate them!" Victor gently turned the reagent in his hand, his posture calm and elegant. "I want to create the most perfect 'playmate' before Mo Xiaohan's child is born."
The corners of his mouth curled up slowly, but his eyes were filled with cold madness: "Let him watch with his own eyes as his cub is torn apart and devoured by the 'new humans'..."
A week later, in the Mongla slums in northern Myanmar.
Naga members, wearing white coats, set up a makeshift medical center in the dilapidated shantytown.
Bundles of Myanmar kyat and Thai baht lay piled on the table, and a seductive advertisement played on a loop from the loudspeaker: "Free prenatal checkups! Nutritional subsidies! The Berg Charitable Foundation protects your new life!"
Pregnant women, emaciated, lined up in long queues, their cloudy eyes fixed on the stacks of banknotes. They took the contracts emblazoned with the snake emblem and pressed their fingerprints without even glancing. The lives of the poor have never been worth much in northern Myanmar.
A woman who was six months pregnant timidly raised her hand: "Doctor... is it really not going to affect the baby?"
"Of course!" The Naga member smiled gently, "This is the latest European prenatal education technology... The children born will be smarter than others."
The needle pierced the bluish blood vessel and the medicine was slowly pushed into the pregnant woman's body. No one noticed that the liquid in the syringe was emitting a strange blue light.
A researcher nearby lowered his head to record the data: "Experimental group No. 37, the fetal heart rate is abnormally accelerated, and the mother has slight bleeding..."
Suddenly, a pregnant woman convulsed and collapsed to the ground. The researcher dragged her away calmly, "Subject number 7, recording the rejection reaction."
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A new round of evil is brewing under the guise of charity. The venomous snake's fangs have quietly been aimed at the softest part of our heartland.
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