Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!
Chapter 396: Sinister Experiment

Chapter 396: Chapter 396: Sinister Experiment

If her grandmother hadn’t been murdered by those people, her grandfather wouldn’t have gambled everything on the line.

If her grandfather hadn’t died, her mother wouldn’t have been forced to drift from place to place, nor would she have endured everything that followed.

One life after another, stacked upon each other, formed a heavy shackle that gripped her heart tightly, suffocating Lu Xining and leaving her breathless.

Her gaze fell on the ring sitting on the table. She picked it up slowly—the cold touch was akin to the temperature lost from a lifeless body.

Lu Xining slid the ring onto her index finger, where it glinted alongside the translucent jade bracelet on her wrist. Upon closer examination, it seemed as though both pieces were made from the same original stone.

Thinking of her grandmother, whom she had never met but was universally praised for her kindness, and then of those children of sin—those who remained unpunished yet lived lavishly for so many years—a flicker of rage ignited deep in her heart and refused to quench.

Cheng Cang knew he had succeeded, succeeded in fanning the flames of vengeance in her soul.

He rose and said, "Get some rest for tonight. Tomorrow, we’ll carefully plan the next steps."

Without waiting for Lu Xining’s response, Cheng Cang had already left her room.

As he pushed the door open, he was confronted by the man leaning against the doorway outside Lu Xining’s room.

Ji Muye turned his head to glance at Cheng Cang as he emerged from the room, his gaze briefly scanning the collar of Cheng Cang’s clothes.

Finding nothing suspicious, his heart eased, and without uttering a word, he returned to his room next door to rest.

Cheng Cang watched his retreating figure with a thoughtful expression.

As he departed, he cast a glance at the suite opposite Lu Xining’s room, sensing an unrelenting gaze fixed on him.

Inside the opposing room, Shang Lvxing closed the cat-eye view on the door before slowly returning to the sofa.

That night, everyone carried their own private calculations in their hearts.

Inside her suite, Lu Xining absentmindedly stroked the ring on her finger, its icy touch soothing—perhaps even more so if felt in the summer heat.

Just like the jade bracelet on her wrist.

Upon returning to the suite earlier, she had conducted a thorough search of the space, finding no hidden cameras or listening devices.

The days ahead held fierce battles, and she needed enough rest to confront the lurking pests shrouded in darkness.

The lighting in her cruise ship suite was enticingly ambiguous.

A man in his forties, puffing on a cigar and enveloped in rolling plumes of smoke, spoke to Lott, "This woman is Chu Zhan’s granddaughter?"

Lott bowed respectfully, standing beside the sofa as he answered truthfully, "Yes, she is indeed Chu Zhan’s granddaughter."

"Mr. Meng Lai, the failed ’Artificial Uterus’ biological project we launched years ago in domestic Antis BioResearch was her doing. She has another ZN lab in Country C, where Miss Lucy from the Lafosse Family is stationed."

The man watched the replay of surveillance footage with curious amusement.

When his gaze settled on her, it carried the intrigue typical of a man observing a woman. "Before killing her, bring her to me. I’d like to have a little fun first."

Meng Lai’s words prompted laughter from the other three men beside him.

Three men of similar age lounged comfortably with full-figured mixed-race beauties draped across their laps.

As they indulged in the women’s company, they teased Meng Lai, "Meng Lai, aren’t you afraid that your little sweetheart will be upset when she hears this?"

"Yilijite, unlike you, I am not some trembling coward," Meng Lai replied, his voice dripping with arrogance, his eyes on Lu Xining in the footage filled with sinister intent.

Unruffled by his friend’s jab, Yilijite remarked with caution, "She’s Chu Zhan’s granddaughter, after all—a descendant of a viper. If she bites you while you’re in the heat of the moment, you might not live to regret it."

Another man reveling in the charms of his companion lifted his head from her chest and scoffed, "Yilijite, for once Meng Lai is right. You’re too cautious. Chu Zhan is dead—what is there to fear from his offspring?"

Yilijite frowned. "Rexiva, fear isn’t the issue. If Chu Zhan hadn’t died back then, we’d still be adrift at sea, with no hope of even stepping on land. They have a saying in the East: ’Better safe than sorry.’"

"Hahaha, ’Better safe than sorry?’ Haven’t we spent decades on this damned ship? Yilijite, she’s just a woman—how dangerous could she be? Meng Lai and I both have the same thought. I wouldn’t mind tasting an Oriental beauty myself."

The speaker was Danrus, the boldest of the four.

Years ago, it was he who had proposed the brutal killing of Lu Xining’s grandmother!

Pressing his tongue against the inside of his cheek, Danrus stared at Lu Xining in the footage with a gaze brimming with violence and desire. With venomous malice, he sneered, "Missed the chance to sample her grandmother back then; sampling the granddaughter now isn’t a bad replacement."

Meng Lai and Danrus exchanged glances and smirked, ill-intent reflected in their eyes.

Lott, who had been standing quietly in the corner almost invisibly, heard their discussions about "sampling" Lu Xining and a shadow of a dangerous glint flickered through his gaze.

The moment Danrus raised his cigar-wielding hand, Lott stepped forward to light it, then retreated into obscurity once more.

As the four men, along with their companions, seemed poised to delve into another debauched Chapter, Lott discreetly exited the suite, carrying away the documents on the table.

Once outside the suite, he straightened his back carefully.

The bodyguards stationed at the suite door bowed respectfully and addressed him, "Professor Lott."

At the far end of the suite corridor lay the door to the Royal Cruise’s biological laboratory.

Inside the lab, transparent chambers held Lott’s creations, their contents testament to years of painstaking research.

Striding purposefully toward the lab, Lott was greeted by a guard who held the door open for him. Lab personnel inside stood quickly upon seeing him arrive.

They exclaimed in unison, "Professor Lott!"

Not only was Lott the main host of this Royal Cruise event, entertaining its guests, but he was also the lead responsible for the biological lab.

He mingled effortlessly among the cruise guests while scouting for potential experimental subjects.

To him, they were nothing more than walking materials.

After years of drifting at sea and relentless research, only one of his creations had proved truly successful.

Lott entered the lab’s central chamber, his gaze fixed on a transparent containment unit at its heart.

Inside was a boy—the pride of Lott’s experiments.

There was naturally an unbridgeable divide between human and marine species. Previous subjects had achieved fleeting moments of fusion, only to inevitably perish afterward.

Yet here, before him, stood the sole exception—a boy who had successfully merged with marine biology. Completely integrated with no signs of rejection.

"Experimentation has no limits. You are my angel."

With an infatuated stare, Lott observed the boy in the containment. Encased in seawater, the boy breathed easily, as if he were a fish.

After a brief pause, Lott left the lab.

Little did he know, moments after his departure, the boy’s sapphire-blue eyes opened, webbed fingers pressing against the top of the transparent chamber. His nails scraped a circle across its glass, effortlessly pushing the cover aside.

In an instant, water splashed everywhere...

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