Dragon?

"Dr. Jian, the four Zodiac Candidates have been brought in." Silver Snake pushed open the door to a laboratory and respectfully addressed the man in a white coat behind the equipment.

The man in the white coat frowned deeply as if he had not heard her, still staring intently at the computer screen.

About thirty seconds later, he finally looked up.

Only then did everyone get a clear look at him. He appeared to be around thirty-five, wore gold-rimmed glasses, and had slightly curly hair. He looked refined and scholarly, but the deep lines on his forehead showed that he frowned often.

Without even glancing at them, Dr. Jian ordered, "Tie them down."

With that, he lowered his head again and immersed himself in his research.

Silver Snake seemed long accustomed to this. Pointing at a row of upright white beds on the left, she said, "Get on the beds. There are wrist cuffs and ankle shackles beside them. Make sure you secure yourselves."

Wu De's expression changed slightly. Afraid of becoming a test subject, he hunched over and asked, "Lady Silver Snake, this is...?"

After seeing Dr. Jian, Silver Snake became more reserved as well. She said coldly, "The Type III Gene Serum will invade your gene sequences and scramble and reorganize them. The process will be a little painful. You need to be restrained to keep you from moving around.

See those little wooden sticks beside you? Bite down on them, unless you want to accidentally bite off your own tongue."

Everyone's hearts turned cold. Every ridiculous rule had to have a ridiculous story behind it. Being tied down and gagged—this was probably more than just a little painful.

But things had come to this. Faced with the temptation of the Type III Gene Serum, they would not