Chapter 251

The tentacled creature resembled a large, tamed dog. It nestled quietly beside its delicate female keeper, curiously poking at her phone. Meanwhile, Elara carefully discussed their escape route with Tom. Laser test engineer Lewis Lorens, who had just been slapped, sat with an ashen face, his legs slightly apart. Whether by chance or intent, the SS-class experiment subject had curled all its tentacles behind it—except for one. That lone tentacle remained slightly extended, its thorny spines gleaming coldly. It hovered dangerously close to a very vital spot between his legs, like a murderous weapon waiting to kill. Lewis cleared his throat, but before he could utter a word, he noticed the tentacle inching even closer. It arched slightly, like a cobra baring its fangs, ready to strike with its venomous bite at any moment. Lewis froze, feeling distressed. Elara noticed but ignored it as she continued her discussion with Tom. "The waves are too strong. Check if there's an alt