Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 2210

Baby Zetty shrugged at him. "Then lend me your laboratory. I'll prove it to you."

The old man thought for a while and nodded at the man with a goatee next to him. "Order the men to prepare the laboratory. Oh, and find more people to help her."

Baby Zetty saw through his scheming thoughts. He wanted to place some capable people beside her so that they could secretly learn her skills. Baby Zetty immediately refused. "I don't need an assistant."

The old man added, "I'll give you three months. If the experiment is a success after three months, TH let Sir Ares and his group go. But if the experiment fails, that'll be the day of their deaths."

Baby Zetty replied, "You have to guarantee the safety of all of them. If they're harmed in any way on the day I leave, I'll back out on our agreement."

The old man pondered for a while. Jay and the others were hostages anyway. They would not be able to escape his grasps. Hence, he said, "Fine."

Just like that, Baby Zetty was imprisoned by the man with a goatee inside the laboratory.

After the switch in the laboratory was activated, Baby

Zetty worked day and night to refine hormones that could make one young again.

In fact, the most difficult thing for Baby Zetty so far was figuring out the cure to progeria.

However, before rushing over to the poison sect, Baby Zetty had overcome this problem. The only thing she needed to do now was to put the theory to the test. The method to extract hormones was nothing more than a variety of chemical reactions.

Baby Zetty had been personally taught by Boye.

Hence, she had strong hands-on skills in this area and high experimental accuracy. After the first round of experiments, she obtained a small number of crystals. Baby Zetty secretly took these crystals. After a few days, she started feeling subtle changes in her body.

Her stooped back could be straightened and her pace was getting lighter.

Baby Zetty was extremely ecstatic. She began refining even more crystals.

After she had a sufficient amount of crystals, Baby Zetty took a look at the abundant medicinal materials inside the Poison Doctor's cabinet. Thinking that there was still a long way to go till the three-month deadline, she began to solve the problems left by Mr. Boye by taking advantage of the Poison Doctor's laboratory.

During this time, Baby Zetty's medical skills had attained perfection-from theory to practice.

Moreover, she had to take the crystals that could make her young again every day. Her appearance gradually became more youthful.

Her gray hair started turning black, and her rickety back was straightening itself. Plus, even her voice was gradually becoming more crisp and sweet...

Baby Zetty was overjoyed looking at these gratifying changes.

Outside the laboratory.

The 'living fossil' had developed a slight interest in his captives. He said to the goatee man, "Bring that Jay Ares over to me. I'd like to meet him in person." The goatee man treated him with the utmost respect and said, "Yes, sir."

Not long after, the goatee man brought Jay to the old man.

When the old man saw Jay's face, he was so startled that he was speechless for quite some time.

Although Jay had been poisoned, his back remained a s straight as a pine tree and his eagle-like eyes were staring sharply at the old man.

"Are you a Boye?" Jay asked.

The old man nodded. He pointed at Jay tremblingly and asked in a stirred up manner, "Tell me, what's your relationship with Lynne Boye?"

Jay knew that his Grandma Boye was from Sacred Land, and that his ancestors and the Poison Doctor were of the same clan. Hence, he had already expected that he might also have some sort of relationship with this man here. He asked him in retort, "Then what's your relationship with Lynne Boye?"

"I'm her great-grandfather," said the old man.

Jay began to calculate silently in his heart. This old man had lived for at least six generations.

Why was he not dead yet?

Jay refused to acknowledge someone like this as his relative. The other party was too self-centered. He could not recognize his own relatives anyway.