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Dr. Li Ying, now a faculty member at the prestigious PLA National Defense University in Beijing, stood admiring the labor of his research minions. Rows of bubbling cylinders of salt water held dozens of tiny Megalania and Tylosaurus fetuses. These would be his gateway to demonstrating his worth to his home country. But despite being a part of the university, he didn’t share everything he had with the PLA. For one thing, he’d kept the genetic code for the Xiphactinus to himself, as his backup retirement plan. It helped that his department was housed in an unmarked warehouse on the outskirts of the city, hidden away from the main teaching campus.
Song Jun, his IT tech, slipped her way around the computer monitors under the guise of doing a speed check on their secured intranet. What
