An Xiaotong's Resolve

The young girl kept most of her body hidden outside the warm yellow halo, the corners of her cherry-pink lips unconsciously lifting into a faint curve.

When Pei Qingyue's gaze swept over her, that curve immediately vanished. She said calmly, "He was just lucky this time."

"Oh my~ Just lucky?" Pei Qingyue teasingly mimicked An Xiaotong's tone. "Looks like love really can make people say one thing and mean another. My sweet little Xiao Tong has become tsundere too.

You're being modest for your boyfriend, but inside, you're proud of him beyond measure, aren't you?"

"Big Sister Pei!" A blush appeared on An Xiaotong's face as she protested indignantly.

"Hahaha... All right, all right. Xiao Tong is thin-skinned, so I won't say any more. I won't say anything."

After the joke, Pei Qingyue lowered her head over the formula again. She turned the mouse wheel, and countless academic symbols streamed across her lenses like flowing water.

The more she read, the more alarmed she became. "Jian Yanzhi really is a once-in-a-generation genius. His research ideas are wildly imaginative, yet every step links perfectly to the next. What a genius!

Building upon his mentor's foundation, he added many more designs, making the Type III Gene Serum more complete. Unfortunately, he still couldn't resolve its design flaw. As a result, those injected with the Type III Gene Serum still need a special Stabilizer to maintain their genes."

An Xiaotong narrowed her eyes slightly and said in a deep voice, "Perhaps he had already fixed the flaw. Apocalypse's higher-ups simply wouldn't allow him to produce the final version of the Type III Gene Serum."

Pei Qingyue froze, an inexplicable chill rising in her heart. "You're right. That really is something Apocalypse would do. Perhaps, to Apocalypse, a flawed Genetic Potion is the best