Chapter Thirty-Three: Success in the Experiment?

The eyes of Subject One began to move, shifting from vacant to gradually sharp and focused. Michael noticed this change.

“It seems the regenerative capacity is truly terrifying; the brainstem cells must have been reborn. His brain should be functioning normally now.”

Subject One opened his mouth, revealing fangs, and surveyed the entire room. Michael understood that he now possessed the ability to think, but his brain was brand new, completely empty, so he couldn’t actually formulate any thoughts.

After a while, perhaps growing hungry, he turned his gaze toward Michael. Michael was startled; the glass in the laboratory was a one-way mirror, so in theory, Subject One shouldn’t be able to see him.

“He’s spotted me?”

Keisha replied, “It’s not your imagination. He’s fixed on you.”

Subject One had indeed seen Michael and could pinpoint his exact location, his gaze tracking Michael’s every movement.

He began to struggle, attempting to break free from the restraints on the experimental table.

“It’s echolocation,” Michael realized. Echolocation allowed him to hear Michael’s heartbeat, triggering his hunting instincts.

Devoid of thoughts, he was now like a beast driven purely by predatory instinct—hungry and bloodthirsty.

Michael quickly operated the mechanical arm to inject a sedative. To prevent a rampage, he had prepared a tranquilizer strong enough to paralyze an elephant.

Yet this sedative had no effect whatsoever; Subject One continued to thrash violently.

Michael had no choice but to inject two more doses in quick succession before finally calming him down.

After sedation, Subject One didn’t fall completely unconscious. He simply stared, his eyes wide, resembling a salted fish that had lost its dreams.

“Next is Gwen’s serum,” Michael said.

Yes, Gwen’s serum—not Spider-Man’s. After extensive research, Michael discovered that both Peter and Gwen’s blood contained a particular antibody. This antibody allowe