The baby was never born.

"This is the consequence of tampering with human genomes. Stephanie was born a superhuman. She was naturally immune to various diseases, but it also means that her body isn't suited for reproduction since her birth.

"Much like a mule bred from a donkey and a horse. A mule is incapable of reproduction."

Stephanie was the metaphorical mule in question. It would be impossible for her to conceive a child, let alone a healthy one.

Genome editing was a bit like Pandora's box. Once it was opened, the consequences that followed were unpredictable.

"This isn't a trivial matter. It's honestly terrifying. The scope of implications is very broad. Stephanie was probably not their sole experimental subject. There must be an evil and terrifying organization that had everything planned."

Eason tapped on the table and continued, "We first learned about the genius selection, then learned about the missing teenagers. Serial killings along with dismemberment cases were thrown into the mix as well.

Looking back at this case concerning genome editing, everything seemed unrelated. Who knew that they'd end up inter-relating to one another?"

Eason suddenly showed a remarkable shred of his intelligence.

Perhaps he had always been this smart.

It was just a pity that he figured it out a bit later than someone else.

Steven had already found all of this out many years ago. He had everything plastered on the wall already.

I turned to look at Steven. My gaze burned into him.

I wasn't trying to reprimand him, but I just couldn't understand why he refused to say anything at this moment.

"That's right. The rich have long been conducting genome editing in secret to leave outstanding heirs in their place," Steven's voice was hoarse when he finally spoke up, "I'm actually a genetically modified person as well, but my situation is different from Stephanie's.

"She underwent the complete genome editing process, while I only underwent modifications in resisting hereditary diseases and some enhancements. My intelligence and physical fitness was enhanced, along with some genes related to bettering my facial features."

As soon as Steven finished speaking, everyone stared at him.

Some of the researchers' eyes seemed to have lit up.

Human desire was truly a terrifying thing to behold.

Since ancient times, kings have tried to pursue immortality. It turned out that people were still doing it in the present day. Research on longevity, anti-aging, and ways to achieve eternal youth never ceased. But such studies were against the principles of humanity. It was against the laws of nature. Even so, human desire to pursue immortality would undoubtedly persist till the end of times.

"Andy never loved my mother. My mom was just a beautiful woman with perfect genes. She was chosen by my grandpa to bear a child for the Lincolns. All she was to them was an egg donor, while Andy was the sperm provider," Steven said.

Andy was Steven's so-called biological father, as it seemed.

Steven chuckled coldly after saying that.

In plain terms, he was nothing but a product of surrogacy. He was much like an object, a commodity.

"My grandpa wanted to have a perfect heir, so as a genetically modified person, I was born in a laboratory in Melovia," he continued.

Suddenly, I understood why Steven stopped talking about the secrets he kept.

It was because each secret he kept hurt him. He was essentially stabbing himself by revealing his secrets.

"I was observed closely by researchers until I was eight years old. It was at that age when the Lincolns had to take me back. They signed a contract and everything.

"But they ended up backtracking because I was always silent and liked to be alone. Due to the genome editing, my brain development was abnormally delayed before the age of weight. I was a lot less intelligent than other eight year olds out there as well.

"Because of that, they considered me as a failed experimental product. After they brought me back to the country, they dumped me at an orphanage." Steven took a deep breath and looked at Eason with indifference.

He continued, "But they didn't know that after the age of eight, my brain started to develop to a point where no normal person could even comprehend."

Then, Steven pointed at his own temple. His voice was tinged with resentment as he spoke.

He seemed to believe that he himself was also a genetically modified monstrosity.

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