In the underground lab, a mixture of anticipation and apprehension filled the air.
At the center of the room stood a massive pod, its gleaming metal and glass shell housing a shimmering, viscous liquid. This new formulation of the Superhuman Serum glowed with a faint blue luminescence, connected to a network of tubes and hoses.
Mac, resolute and determined, stood beside Evan, who watched with a mix of concern and hope.
A few scientists in lab coats, their expressions a blend of focus and anxiety, monitored the setup. These scientists were once the tribal individuals who had been given a second chance at life thanks to Aurora's intervention.
Born with high intelligence but limited by their environment, they had been transformed by Aurora's guidance into experts in their field.
"Are you sure you want to go first, Mac?" Evan asked, his voice steady but tinged with concern. "Though the virtual experiments have been flawless and we've addressed the major negative effects, we can't be entirely certain until we see real results."
Mac met Evan's gaze with unwavering resolve. "Boss, I have to do it. That bastard Arjun escaped last time, but not again. I need to ensure that he pays for what he did. And I want to honor the memory of my fallen brothers. Also, I know you are worried about the major side effects of being infertile.
Alas, I have already become one during my serving period."
Hearing this, Evan wanted to say, 'There is the impotence of being unable to raise your dick' but swallowed his words wondering if Mac was already...
Aurora's voice chimed in, calm and reassuring, [Mac, your bravery is admirable. This serum is designed to enhance your strength and healing while maintaining mental clarity. We've worked hard to ensure this version avoids the pitfalls of previous ones.]
"Thanks for assurance Miss Aurora," Mac said as he stepped into the pod.
The room fell silent as the pod's lid slowly closed and the liquid inside began to churn, enveloping Mac.
The technicians fine-tuned the controls, ensuring precise administration of the serum. The liquid rose, submerging Mac up to his neck. His breathing remained steady, despite the unusual sensation of being engulfed by the serum.
Evan stood at the control station, his eyes fixed on the monitors, tracking Mac's vitals.
"Initiate the serum infusion," he instructed. The next moment, the pod's interior lit up with a rhythmic pulse as the serum began interacting with Mac's body.
Minutes passed with palpable tension as Mac's muscles twitched, and his skin shimmered as the serum took effect.
They saw Mac open his lips as if wanting to scream in pain, but no sound seemed to come out. For a brief moment, Mac saw his entire life flashing before his eyes.
The scientists, their faces reflecting a blend of hope and anxiety, closely observed the readings. Aurora's voice echoed through the lab, providing calm reassurance.
Pratap's attention sharpened immediately, his eyes locking onto Jagesh, eager for details. "Interference? What's happening?"
Jagesh nodded, his expression grave. "We're dealing with someone who's trying to exploit the situation for their own gain. It's crucial that we address this carefully."
Vishal leaned back in his chair, a sarcastic smile playing on his lips as he took a casual sip of his coffee. "So, how's the crash planning going? Everything under control?"
Jagesh's frown deepened, frustration evident in his voice. "This isn't a joke. Billions are at stake here. We need to handle this with utmost care."
Vishal's eyebrow arched, his amusement growing. "Why specifically me? What's my role in all this?"
Jagesh leaned forward, his voice earnest. "I need your help to track down these intruders. We can't afford any disruptions to our plans. Besides, you have a stake in this as well."
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Vishal's smile faded as he took in Jagesh's words. His expression grew more serious. "Are you asking me to dig into everyone's personal data? Isn't that a bit excessive?"
Jagesh raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. "You act as though you're not already monitoring people. This is just a more focused task."
Vishal's eyes gleamed with a mixture of reluctance and determination. "Alright, I'll take it on. But I want a favor in return and a larger share of the profits."
Jagesh grinned, raising his coffee cup in agreement. "Deal. I'll owe you a favor and your share will be adjusted accordingly."
Vishal nodded, a satisfied smile returning to his face. "That's more like it."
"It's heartwarming to see you two lads working together, but..."
Pratap's stern voice cut through the air, startling the two.
"There shouldn't be any mishap."
"Yes, Grandpa!"
As the conversation wrapped up, the three men shared a moment of mutual understanding.
The peaceful garden setting contrasted sharply with the intense stakes of their discussion. Jagesh and Vishal rose from the table, ready to tackle the tasks ahead.
Pratap watched them leave with a contemplative gaze, knowing that the future of these plans now rested on their shoulders.