"Whatever happens, I must sincerely express my heartfelt gratitude to Director Wells. If not for your generous and selfless provision of those incomparably precious body enhancement drugs, I could never have gained such astonishing strength."
As he spoke, Tyberos could hardly suppress the excitement and joy in his heart. Once again, he clenched his fist tightly in exhilaration.
With that movement, the already knotted, bulging muscles on his arm swelled even more visibly. Even the veins and blood vessels beneath his skin stood out clearly, like thick earthworms twisting across its surface.
After this transformation, the vastly strengthened Tyberos was not only even more robust and imposing in physique, but his manner and bearing also appeared more refined and courteous than before.
Although Wells had already declined Tyberos's thanks earlier, the latter's gratitude toward him had not diminished in the slightest.
Without the aid of those miraculous body enhancement drugs, how could he have achieved such a drastic, reborn transformation in so short a time?
At that moment, Director Wells calmly took a massive syringe from his clothes. His placid gaze slowly lifted, staring directly at the towering, powerfully built Tyberos before him.
"Since you sincerely wish to repay me, then let me draw a tube of your blood for research."
Upon hearing this, Tyberos was briefly stunned before turning his gaze to the enormous syringe in Wells's hand.
When he saw the huge, sharp needle, he could not help drawing a sharp breath. The words he had been about to say were swallowed back down.
But after only a moment, as though he had made up his mind, Tyberos gritted his teeth, decisively raised his right hand high, and generously extended it before Wells.
"No problem. Take as much as you want!"
"Good." A trace of excitement flashed through