Revenge After Death ( Michael Ford )

Chapter 615

"This is Mrs. Ford's laboratory." I looked around, astonished to see the countless lab capsules around us.

The Ford family was indeed wealthy. With Mrs. Ford's charitable persona, she probably channeled a lot of money into this laboratory. Her laboratory was more than twice the size of Nancy's.

"The laboratory is empty, Mom," Ashton reminded me.

Only then did I come back to my senses. Other than Ashton, Xan, and I, the other lab capsules were all empty.

It seemed like this lab capsule was used specifically for researching soul reincarnation. They conducted many experiments, ultimately proving that their experiments would not succeed without Steven.

In Steven's words, there was a mechanism for reincarnation. Genes were the most crucial link that captured and bound a soul with the same genes. But a medium was also required for a reincarnation to succeed-it was something like a key.

At that moment, only Steven knew what that key was as he was the only person who had succeeded in completing the Reincarnation Project.

"There's a butterfly and a kitten over there, Mommy." Xan was sitting on the ground with her Rubik's cube in hand. She was just like a naturally autistic child who enjoyed being immersed in her own world. Sometimes, she would say a few words that would hit the mark.

I looked over to that side of the laboratory. There were indeed animal specimens inside the glass enclosure some were alive, some were dead, and some were just born. They were likely all genetic clones.

"They're also using animals to test whether the Reincarnation Project will succeed," I whispered. "They're not as smart as Dad," Ashton quipped.

I did not refute him. Indeed, Steven's intelligence went beyond mere genome editing. He would have been a natural genius even without the genome editing.

He was basically unstoppable with his natural talents enhanced by genome editing.

As far as I remember, Steven was particularly sensitive to numbers. His mathematical talents surpassed others since he was eight. It was as if he had suddenly grasped the mysteries and charm of mathematics overnight.

He used to tell me excitedly that he could accurately calculate locations and even determine the exact location of an asteroid. It was a completely unfathomable world to me.

Indeed, mathematics required talent. It was just like how Steven was constantly calculating the value of pi. He said that everything could start anew as long as he calculated it to the end.

The so-called genetic sequence code was probably an inspiration Steven took from his calculation formula of pi.

I leaned against the glass and looked at the animals inside the lab capsules. Mrs. Ford must have devoted all her energy to reincarnation and combating cancer cells all these years.

"This laboratory feels quite spacious, doesn't it?" The door to the lab capsule opened, and Mrs. Ford walked in.

She said, "Initially, this lab capsule was dedicated to my investments and research in combating cancer cells. I, too, once hoped that the medical field would be able to save my husband. I was naive in thinking that we could grow old and spend the rest of our lives together."

Mrs. Ford chuckled coldly before continuing, "Unfortunately, cancer cells are immortal as they divide and regenerate endlessly while humans cannot.

"Why can't humans do so? Why can't the human body be like cancer cells-dividing and regenerating endlessly, even reproducing infinitely outside of the human body?"

She looked almost crazed as she stood outside the glass enclosure, watching me intently. "Have you heard of the immortal HeLa cells? The biological research today, including the cloning technology, is closely related to HeLa cells."

I frowned, keeping an alert watch on Mrs. Ford.

"Do you know why gods are immortal?" she asked, placing her hands on the glass enclosure. She was observing me as if admiring a work of art similar to the way she had looked at Una at the luxury goods store.