The Undead and Unstoppable Apocalyptic Queen novel Chapter 705

**TITLE: Kept Woman 705**
**The Apocalyptic Queen Theresa**

**Chapter 705 Another Shot?**

+5 Pearls

In the dimly lit room, the cold, sterile atmosphere was punctuated by the flickering glow of surveillance cameras. Theresa, ever composed, extended her hand with an air of calmness that belied the storm brewing within her.

As the syringe pierced her skin, a wave of familiarity washed over her, though it was tinged with an unsettling sense of vulnerability. Behind her, the technicians in their stark white coats maneuvered a cumbersome ability-testing device closer, its metallic surface gleaming ominously under the fluorescent lights.

“Please place your hands here,” one of them instructed, his tone clinical and devoid of emotion.

Theresa’s gaze flickered to the device, her heart racing slightly as she positioned her palms on the cold surface. A moment later, a light illuminated the device, but to her dismay, its intensity was markedly diminished compared to previous tests.

The technicians exchanged glances, their expressions betraying a sense of satisfaction. They swiftly removed the casing that had housed the syringe, their movements efficient and practiced, before preparing to exit the room, the testing device wheeled away like a silent specter.

Sage, who had been observing quietly from a corner, caught her eye and spoke softly, “There will be more tomorrow and the day after.”

“I know,” Theresa replied, nodding slightly, though a knot of anxiety tightened in her stomach.

Her mental manipulation abilities, once a formidable force, were beginning to wane, and she could feel the weight of her other powers gradually slipping away as the night deepened.

Yet, even as her abilities dimmed, the remnants of her enhanced strength and speed lingered, a testament to her half-zombie physique and the intricate domain system that had become a part of her very being. These were not mere powers; they were woven into the fabric of her existence.

Her half-zombie state was an undeniable reality, a fusion of life and death that granted her extraordinary resilience. The system she operated within was an extension of her domain, untethered from the abilities that were now faltering.

The speed and strength she possessed had been honed through relentless training, amplified by her domain system, making her a formidable opponent even in her weakened state. While a small fraction of her accumulated strength and speed was restricted, it hardly diminished her prowess.

Theresa stood at the pinnacle of human capability, and as she sensed the subtle shifts within her body, a sudden knock at the door jolted her from her thoughts.

Knock. Knock.

Her instincts kicked in, honed from years of survival; she noticed the surveillance in her room flicker, a warning sign that something was amiss. Even with her mental powers dulled, the unease settled heavily in her chest.

Before she could process further, the door swung open, revealing the same trio of technicians in white coats who had just departed.

“It’s time for your next injection,” one of them announced, a hint of urgency in his voice as they wheeled in a cart laden with syringes and medical equipment. The door clicked shut behind them, sealing her in once more.

Theresa arched an eyebrow, a mixture of annoyance and disbelief washing over her. “Didn’t you say it was scheduled for tomorrow?”

“You have one more tonight,” they replied curtly, their faces impassive, offering no further explanation.

One of the men approached, syringe in hand, ready to prepare her for the injection.

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