Chapter 386 The Price of the Cure
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That girl… she glowed neither red nor white in Theresa’s mental perception. She was somewhere in between, and as time passed, the red grew fainter and fainter.
“Our camp has only one remaining dose of the Zombie Virus Inhibitor,” Lucy announced. “The starting bid is 10 million gleamstones or two million tons of food! Increments of 100 thousand tons per bid.”
Her voice cut through the hall, and the apuse died instantly. The room fell back into silence.
Two million tons of food–nearly half of what each of the three Ark Camps had stockpiled at the start, five million tons apiece. For a single dose of inhibitor, it was no small matter.
Lucy went on, “The materials for the Zombie Virus Inhibitor are extremely difficult to obtain. This is the only one for sale. Developing the next dose will take at least a year.”
At that, Ark Camp Three’s representative raised a hand. “We’ll take it.”
Morgan hesitated for a moment, then also lifted his hand. “Ark Camp One will bid–add 100 thousand
tons,”
Theresa rolled her eyes so hard it was almost audible. “I’m heading back.”
What an idiot. I can’t <i>even </i>watch this<i>. </i>
Morgan frowned when he saw her walk away.
Onstage, Ark Camp Three raised their offer again. “Increase by 200 thousand tons!”
Morgan listened to their bid, nced after Theresa’s retreating figure, and wavered.
Theresa left the auction hall and went looking for her dogs, only to find neither Quentin nor the dogs anywhere.
“Where are my dogs?” she asked.
“Esteemed guest, they’ve gone to relieve themselves,” a servant from Ark Camp Two replied, then pointed her toward the restrooms.
The opera house was vast, the carpet underfoot so thick it felt like walking on clouds. As she made her way along, raised voices drifted from ahead.
Quickening her pace, she reached the backstage area of the auction.
A group of staff were struggling to restrain a woman bound from head to toe, her face smeared with blood. She fought with surprising strength, flinging off the man pressing down on her shoulders.
As she made a break for it, a servant lunged to tackle her–only for her to sink her teeth into his arm.
Blood streamed from the wound on her face, dripping down to stain his sleeve crimson.
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He gasped in pain and yanked his arm back, uncertain if she had broken the skin. The others recovered and rushed in; several men needed to force her down.
Theresa recognized her instantly–the unlucky servant girl from earlier. But now, her eyes were still ck, not vacant and hollow like on the auction stage. Her body radiated strength, and it took multiple grown men to pin her down.
Once she was subdued, they shoved her into a cage, mmed the lock, and wheeled her away.
“Where are you taking her?” Theresa asked.
Seeing the green mask on her face, they immediately bowed their heads. “Esteemed guest, we’ve been ordered to deliver her to the Inner Ring manager’s researchb.”
“Really? I thought she was cured. Why send her to theb?”
The staff member lowered his head even further, his tone submissive and fearful. “Forgive us, we only follow orders. We know nothing more.”
“Can I have a look <i>at </i>her first?” Theresa asked.
A man in a yellow mask stepped forward. “My honored guest from Ark Camp One–do you wish to im this test subject?”
“Yes. I’d like to see her.”
“I’d love to give her to you directly, but she’s dangerous at the moment. Let me send her to you once she’s stable–would that be eptable?” His tone was warm and amodating.
It was hard to argue when someone spoke so politely. “Alright,” she agreed.
“By the way,” he added, “why are you here instead of in the auction hall?”
“The auction’s boring. I came to find my dogs.”
Heughed lightly. “Ah, my apologies for the poor hospitality. Shall I give you a tour of our camp instead?”
“No need. I’m going to get my dogs.” Theresa brushed him off and strode away.
As soon as she was gone, the man’s smile vanished. His eyes swept coldly over his subordinates. “Well? Get her out of here!”
They scrambled to obey, wheeling the cage away at once.
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