Experiment 666 Novels & Stories

Khronos had really outdone himself. “Do you know about the human experimentation project in the Slums?” Berriwott snorted but was stunned when the words flew out of his mouth. “Yes.” He gaped like a fish and tried to correct it by denying vehemently. “What is the human experimentation project all about?” Again Berriwott tried to lie but his body betrayed him. “Immortality.” Now that was unexpected. “Explain.” Berriwott looked more and more frightened as his mouth continued to divulge secrets without his consent.

Chapter 1636 In the base, the interrogation of the doctors was in process, and terrified screams could be heard from time to time. Many groups of people had been questioned, but nothing useful was gained. In the afternoon, when Keagan's subordinates were about to question another group of people, a shrill siren suddenly rang in the base. Keagan ran out and queried loudly, "What's up?" His subordinates looked at each other with confusion. At the moment, a subordinate came over to report in a panic, "Mr. Pratt, the viruses have leaked and have polluted lab No. 6. Several people have died."

Hell nah, that was just way too creepy. The rest of the week Lola tried to focus on her plans for after her birthday but for some reason, she couldn’t get the million dollars reward out of her head. If she did that experiment, she would never have to worry again. She could be free and live her life the way she wanted to. She googled the address and that led her to a science building about an hour away. “It seems that he was not lying about it being a social experiment. Oh, what the hell I should just go. I can at least listen to what the experiment is about and if I don’t like it I will just leave.”

Baby Zetty looked at the medicinal powder that was as fine as flour and said with a smile, "No problem." She came to the laboratory and prepared all kinds of experimental equipment, plus several kinds of catalysts and centrifugal filters. Then, she began the tedious experimental procedure. After going through countless decomposition experiments, more and more powders were segregated. Once Baby Zetty was done with the final step, she found that there were a total of 26 medicinal ingredients. Hence, Baby Zetty wrapped them up and prepared to hand over her experimental results to Mr. Boye.

He called towards me. Pest. . . . . . " So for today's experiment you'll be testing the reaction of sodium polyacrylate and water. The instructions are on all of your tables. Please do the experiment with your table partner. You have 30 minutes. No explosion should occur if you've done the experiment right. " Mr Gary explained. Wait..my partner.. "So what's the first step?" He leaned towards me to look at the instructions. Brian. "Are you kidding me. " I glared at him.

Goal: activation of dormant lupine markers in human DNA through targeted retroviral insertion. My mother. Subject Six. A volunteer who walked into a lab and let them rewrite her genetics because someone told her it was safe. The file detailed everything. The injections. The monitoring. The side effects she experienced. Headaches, heightened senses that came and went, unexplained fevers. All documented in cold, clinical language that turned a human being into a data set. Result: Activation failure. Subject Six showed no sustained marker expression. Markers present but permanently dormant. Subject classified as non-viable and released from program.

He is also one enraged young Alpha wolf who kills off their workers at every opportunity—once they get close enough. "This time around, add more Erophine to his dosage, we will breed him all night." Dr. Angor continued, "Number 6 does not breed females no matter the torture he's subjected to unless he's high on Erophine. I need his seed to grow in these women—any of them—so, that even if he dies tomorrow, we will have his offsprings to experiment on." Number 6 howled angrily, and barked twice. "I think he can hear us too." Hector took some steps back.

The data of each experiment was recorded in detail and could be verified at any time by looking at his notes, just as if I had personally done one experiment after another. How a full and dripping! As I watched, my smile stiffened. What's the professor doing with the drugs? I quickly shook my head, heart said in the process of the experiment contact or produce some highly toxic substances is normal, I can't misunderstand him. So I tried to resist my suspicion and read on. The more I looked, the heavier my notebook became. I could hardly hold it. That's enough to feed a few Sin Pack werewolves, isn't it? Am I really reading this right?

Somehow though, there was a record of six Vampire kings previous and even single one of his nightly sex routine he had with woman and men of all races. Finally, after months, I broke down and called Morgan. At the very least he could point me in the right direction if I gave him a little bit of information. He did, which helped narrow my search down a bit and I found what I was looking for but not really. It went into the specifics of how the experiments were done but not that they had ever been successful and definitely not the after effects of one who had gone through them.

He said that it was just a hobby and that it doesn’t matter. We managed to figure out how to ‘teleport’ a rabbit into the virtual space safely after many trials and errors. The unfortunate subjects died in many ways. Death by shock, oxygen deprivation, organ failure, mutation, severe physical rupture and some even simply simply disappeared without a trace. We moved onto human experimentation next. All these made me think that this company was more than meets the eye. I started to investigate more about it while never stopping to work on the project. I had to keep my cover.