Girl's Doomsday Rebirth Revenge & Survive novel Chapter 432

**TITLE: Doomsday Rebirth 432**
**Chapter 432: Elephant Hide Armor**

Caroline stood at the threshold of the dimly lit lab, her heart racing with a mix of anxiety and determination. She hesitated, glancing over at Nelson, who was deeply engrossed in his experiment. The last thing she wanted was to disturb him, especially when the stakes were so high. The thought of interrupting his work sent a shiver down her spine; what if it triggered unforeseen side effects?

She had witnessed the transformative power of the spring water numerous times, but Nelson had always been one to push his limits, often at the expense of his own well-being. What had he subjected himself to in the past twenty-four hours? The uncertainty gnawed at her. Nathaniel’s life was crucial, but Nelson’s life held an even greater significance for her.

In the circle of trust that Caroline had carefully cultivated, Nelson stood out as one of the few she held dear. He was not just a teammate; he was a friend, a confidant, and, in many ways, family. The bond they shared was unbreakable, forged through trials and tribulations. Protecting him was paramount, but how could she draw his blood without his explicit consent?

Sure, a sample of his blood could potentially save Nathaniel, but it would also expose Nelson’s extraordinary abilities. Up until now, he had only utilized his remarkable gift within their tight-knit group. No outsiders had ever witnessed its true power. His ability was akin to resurrection—a phenomenon that would undoubtedly attract dangerous attention, particularly from those lurking within the ominous confines of Building B.

Even Crow, the formidable leader of that place, had only caught wind of Nelson’s rumored talents, never the specifics. Caroline had envisioned asking Nelson to refine his blood into a medicine, blending it with other substances and spring water to mask its true nature. Or perhaps he had already devised an alternative solution that she hadn’t considered.

But at this moment, any treatment she could procure for Nathaniel would inevitably undergo scrutiny from the military. There was no way to conceal its origin.

“What do I do…” she murmured to herself, her fists clenched tightly as she wrestled with her options, her mind racing with possibilities and fears.

Meanwhile, in the office, Summer had already made her entrance. After checking Nathaniel’s pulse, her expression darkened, a shadow of despair crossing her face. “There’s nothing we can do,” she said tersely, her voice laced with urgency.

With swift precision, she rummaged through her medical kit, pulling out a selection of drugs and hastily setting up an IV drip. But Nathaniel’s condition was dire. His veins had constricted to such an extent that the fluid refused to flow, causing blood to backtrack up the tube.

Seeing this, Summer’s face grew even grimmer, her determination unyielding. She drew the liquid from the IV bag with a syringe, carefully injecting it into Nathaniel’s veins in small increments, her brow furrowed in concentration.

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