Half an hour later, Nathalie Quinlan arrived at The First Research Institute.
It’s been three days since she last reported to the institute, just after their team’s assessnt, during a three-day holiday period.
Wincent Sullivan and Agnes Baker had already arrived.
All three were waiting for Nathalie Quinlan outside the level 8 laboratory.
Their faces clearly showed lightheartedness and anticipation, evidently eager for this day to arrive during the three-day break.
"Nathalie Quinlan is here." Agnes Baker was the first to spot the girl walking toward them, and imdiately stopped her conversation with Wincent Sullivan, straightened her leg, and quickly went to greet her.
Wincent Sullivan and Williansen Barness also turned to see the girl walking down the corridor.
Today, the girl wasn’t wearing a black sweater; instead, she had on a white low-cut sweater, and the gentle color made her overall aura a bit more subdued.
However, unchanged was Nathalie Quinlan’s extrely low hat brim and the ’do not approach’ aura about her.
Even if she held back a little, her personal aura was still strong, naturally drawing attention toward her!
"We’ve been waiting for you." As Nathalie Quinlan ca over, Agnes Baker imdiately went up and put an arm around her shoulder, casually saying.
The girl didn’t react much, seemingly not minding her affectionate gesture, reached up and adjusted her duckbill cap, displaying a casual laxness, and explained, "There was sothing going on yesterday, got up late this morning."
Agnes Baker and the others were not part of Inderia’s major powers; otherwise, they wouldn’t be ostracized by others when first entering The First Research Institute.
So whether it was Agnes Baker or Wincent Sullivan, they were unaware of what happened in the underground auction in Inderia the previous night.
When Nathalie Quinlan said she had so business last night, Agnes Baker and the others automatically assud she went to karaoke with friends or hung out at bars.
Agnes Baker paused for a mont, then uttered an ’Oh’, before cheerfully asking, "Should we go in?"
She was referring to the level 8 laboratory.
Both Wincent Sullivan and Williansen Barness looked toward the girl, their eyes clearly showing that they regarded Nathalie Quinlan as the spiritual leader of their small team.
Everyone was seeking her opinion.
Nathalie Quinlan tucked her hands into her pockets, nodded her chin slightly, and without a word, headed inside.
Agnes Baker suppressed her excitent and imdiately followed.
Wincent Sullivan also said sothing to Williansen Barness, and both followed the girl’s footsteps closely.
*
The level 8 laboratory holds a special status within The First Research Institute; those not affiliated with it cannot enter this area at all.
But the research conducted in this area is the core secret of The First Research Institute.
Compared to the level 8 laboratory, other labs seed to be re child’s play; even Nathan Garland’s level 5 laboratory is no match.
This is why Zevaney Kingsley went to such lengths to get into the level 8 laboratory.
Nathalie Quinlan and her team won the first place in the December group assessnt, earning them a year’s access permission to the level 8 laboratory.
So they progressed smoothly all the way.
Once they actually entered the level 8 laboratory area, whether it was Wincent Sullivan or Agnes Baker or Williansen Barness, all three couldn’t help but feel nervous.
Even Williansen Barness, who was usually aloof and quiet, couldn’t hide his excitent on his handso face.
Among the three, only Nathalie Quinlan remained relatively calm, walking at the front, she passed the iris verification before the level 8 laboratory.
The three stood by, watching her operate.
Until the girl turned around, her dark eyes scanned them calmly, and she said, "Let’s go."
Only then did Wincent Sullivan and Williansen Barness take a deep breath, solemnly following her.
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