"I didn't expect that out of these 10 test subjects, only one would survive in the end."
In the organization's stronghold, the mad scientist stared at the test subject developing within the lab's panel of knowledge, a strange expression appearing on his withered face.
This kind of expression sent chills down one's spine, but among those present, only Quark seemed unfazed.
"So this time we injected werewolf blood diluted 50 times?"
The mad scientist turned his head and asked Quark.
"Yes, teacher, we diluted the blood 50 times. Otherwise, no human body could withstand it. If nothing goes wrong, according to your calculations, we should see the final effect in 30 minutes."
After Quark said this, the mad scientist didn't say anything more, instead turning his head to fix his eyes on the petri dish, looking like a mad gambler awaiting the moment the grand prize is revealed.
