What Do You Mean My Cute Disciples Are Yanderes?

Chapter 1127 Just A Researcher Helping Another Researcher

(Elaria POV)

I showed him my data sheets, my clinical records, my bio scans, my biopsy reports and various other files that I have kept in the archives in my pursuit of creating the serum that would allow me to reach Godhood.

Brendan took a look at all the data I showed him and the only thing he said was, ”Yeah… I canʼt understand any of this at all. Why donʼt you just show me the actual thing?”

Hmm… I guess expecting him to understand science just because heʼs an alchemist was too much.

Oh well, I guess showing him the actual serum might be better anyway so I went towards one of the vats that had someone floating inside of it.

Typing the passcode into the panel, I initiated a shutdown on the subjectʼs testing procedure, causing the liquid inside the vat to start draining away.

It was then filtered to a vial beside the console, the filtering process leaving only a test tubeʼs worth of the liquid behind.

Sleeping gas then flooded the vat, ensuring the subject remained unconscious.

I picked up the tube of the serum and handed it over to brother Brendan.

”This is one of the latest ones Iʼm testing. Iʼve had a few of them soak in it and the results have been quite disappointing thus far.”

Brendan took the tube from me before looking at the other vats, ”Youʼre doing the same for all of these?”

I scoffed, ”Of course not. What kind of test would I be doing if every single one of them are the same? Thereʼs variations in the application method as well. Like the one over there is through injection and the one behind that is through a suppository.”

Brendan nodded, ”Thatʼs good. Wouldnʼt be much of a test if theyʼre all the same. Could I see what the effects of this are at the moment?”

”Oh sure~ Letʼs see the injection one.”

I went to another container and took out a similar looking tube as the one in Brendanʼs hand before going to one of the vats further back.

I inserted the tube into a slot in the console and the panel closed shut. Typing my password on the screen again, I initiated the application procedure on the subject.

The suspension liquid quickly drained away while a mechanical arm dropped down from the top of the vat. A needle popped out from one of its ends and injected itself into the subjectʼs arm, delivering the dose of the serum directly into the subjectʼs bloodstream.

At the same time, the liquid was finally fully drained from the vat and the glass slid up, removing the barrier between the subject and us.

More mechanical arms dropped down to start restraining his limbs while the tubes and masks detached themselves from the subject.

Right as the injector pulled back after administering the serum, the subject suddenly woke up and started screaming while thrashing around with strength much higher than what a normal human should have been capable of.

His body started bubbling and the left side of his face swelled up to three times its original size. The upper part of his arms and shoulders also started to swell up like balloons, further disfiguring him even as he continued to pull against his restraints.

Those mechanical arms might seem flimsy but I made them using monster parts and specially crafted metals that could withstand a rail gun without a scratch. Yet this subject managed to tear off one of the arms to use as a bat to swat away the other arms before it locked eyes with me.

I didnʼt need my genius intellect to know the subject was going to try and kill me.

Normally, I would have just initiated the lock down procedure to restrain and sedate the subject to see just what the effects of the serum were, but brother Brendan didnʼt need all that so I simply initiated the termination procedure instead.

The glass of the vat dropped down to lock the subject inside again before the floor of the vat opened up, dropping the subject down into the cavern I had dug out underneath this lab.

There, an incinerator ray was set up to completely eradicate anything I dropped inside it short of a real Divine. The incinerator was designed to burn almost as hot as sister Manamiʼs flames so even if an actual God were to be dropped in there, he wouldnʼt be getting out of it unscathed either.

I turned to brother Brendan and asked casually, ”So what do you think?”

He tapped his chin thoughtfully with an equally casual air, ”Well… If I were to be honest… I already know what youʼre missing from this serum but I just wanted to see what was your thought process in making it.”