Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 281 The Divine Doctor Association Faces a Dilemma

At Apricot Grove Hall.

The underground core laboratory.

Within the expansive foundational laboratory, aside from the tech-laden central hall, smaller individual labs bustled with activity. Disciples of the Divine Doctor Association donned pristine white lab coats and masks, navigating with purpose

amidst data files.

All the display screens in the air showed the components, pharmacology, and applicable ranges of various herbs. Many of the herbs displayed were rare and precious, some even on the brink of extinction, but the Divine Doctor Association had managed to secretly restore them through genetic techniques.

Martin, Philip, and Lloyd were all wearing white lab coats, sterile surgical caps, and gloves, busy with their work.

Philip, scrutinizing the test results, furrowed his brow. "This human blood... It's unlike anything I've seen before. It's perplexing."

Martin and Lloyd came over, both silent but with grim expressions.

Martin said, "At first, I thought it was some tricky disease that the outside world couldn't handle, but we would have a way. Now, I'm not so sure."

Lloyd took the test results and looked at them more than once. He sighed and blurted out, "Sarah is Robert's disciple, and even she is runing out of ways. She would definitely come here to find us. We should have thought of that from the beginning."

Nowadays, human diseases are becoming more and more complex. Infectious diseases and malignant tumors are challenges that need to be overcome.

And now, a genetic disorder has appeared, which might become the first major challenge the Divine Doctor Association has faced in a century.

Seeing their expressions, Philip looked at one of the herbs on the display screen and composed himself. "I don't believe it. Even though Robert died out of the blue and we lost his help, the combined ages of the three of us is over two hundred years. We can surely conquer this disease. Alright, everyone, get back to work."

At night, in the dark and gusty winds, Mary lay on her bed, peering through the bamboo house's windows at the bamboo forest. Her alluring eyes reflected a profound loneliness.

In the past, when Robert was around, he would often come to the bamboo forest with a harmonica and play it for her.

And Mary would wear her most beautiful dance dress and dance gracefully in the bamboo forest.

Those were the happiest times for her.

But now, Robert was nowhere to be found, and she could only contact him through communication devices.

She thought, 'Robert, you said I would have the chance to go back to you. I'm waiting for that day.'

As Mary was lost in her memories, her close confidant came running over.

"Mary, things changed."

After listening to her confidant's reports, Mary frowned. "Are you sure?"

The confidant said, "Absolutely, I saw it with my own eyes. That Mr. Gomez seems to have an old ailment. He just coughed up blood, and I was standing nearby, watching Miss Sarah bite her finger and feeding her blood into Mr. Gomez's mouth, but it didn't seem to work. Miss Sarah's face changed immediately."

Mary, uncertain of Robert's intentions but bound by obedience, made a decision.

After a moment's contemplation, she turned to her subordinate. "Fetch my phone." With the device in hand, she composed a message and sent it to Robert.

In Taiyang District,

Robert received the message without much expression.

Next to him, Max took the phone, glanced at it, and laughed, "He has resistance now."

This was exactly the same as the experimental results he had seen at The Immortal Mountain.