Desperate people, accept the seed of my soul!

After a moment, Zhong Lin broke the silence: "How did Shi Jun leave?"

Wang Hongyuan took a deep breath, as if he were about to relive that nightmare.

He spoke with a sorrowful voice: "The night Li Rui set himself on fire, Shi Jun was in the top-floor apartment of Yunxiao Mansion. Li Rui was after him—he found out about Shi Jun and wanted revenge."

"Li Rui unleashed a fire of extreme heat that defied the laws of physics. Shi Jun was instantly killed; I couldn't even see him one last time."

After listening, Zhong Lin did not ask for details, but simply nodded.

Wang Hongyuan felt a mix of emotions.

He knew the organization always handled matters officially, but at this moment, grieving the loss of his son, he couldn't help but feel that the other party was too calm.

He changed the subject, trying to find an outlet for his emotions: "I need to give you an explanation about your brother's matter."

He raised his hand to signal, and the projector in the private room lit up.

Photos of the scene, official reports, and forensic reports floated in the air.

"Zhong Heng was invited by Wei Donghai to represent the organization in observing the 'extraordinary sample.' The Nanshan Nursing Home site has been reduced to a giant, crater-like crater. Zhong Heng has disappeared and is presumed dead." Wang Hongyuan pointed to one of the satellite images. "The explosive power far exceeds that of conventional weapons, and the site has been sealed off."

Zhong Lin flipped through the documents, his finger lingering on the words "already dead" for a moment. He didn't speak, but the atmosphere around him noticeably cooled down.

"What do you think extraordinary power is?" Zhong Lin suddenly asked, his gaze piercing Wang Hongyuan like a knife.

Wang Hongyuan shook his head, a deep sense of dread in his eyes: "No one can explain it. This power is far beyond our comprehension. Chen Guohua enhances physical abilities, Han Xiao can trigger a massive explosion, and Li Rui... he can transform others into himself through visual transmission."

Zhong Lin nodded: "Yes, extraordinary abilities are truly both enviable and terrifying. Committee Member Wang, do you know how many people have died in the organization recently?"

Wang Hongyuan was taken aback, his teacup trembling slightly. "What do you mean?"

"After the video of Li Rui's self-immolation was leaked, at least dozens of people within the organization watched it," Zhong Lin said. "They were distributed across different branches and levels, and even included a core member of headquarters."

Wang Hongyuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

"At first, no one noticed anything unusual, but within a month, all of these people developed the same symptoms," Zhong Lin continued. "They began to question the legitimacy of the organization's mission, refused to carry out the organization's orders, and some even tried to sabotage the organization's plans and destroy the network we had painstakingly built."

"The leader has come out of seclusion and is personally overseeing the operation." Zhong Lin raised his eyes, a bloodthirsty glint in them. "Overnight, all the infected have been wiped out. Including that core member."

Wang Hongyuan felt a chill run down his spine and his throat go dry: "...They're all our own people..."

"We cannot let them go unpunished." Zhong Lin's tone was chilling. "Once these people bring Li Rui's 'Will of Judgment' into the core of the organization, the Five Mountains Society will no longer be the Five Mountains Society."

"Similar purges are happening simultaneously around the world. Chen Zheng of the Maro Federation, the head of the Tuvalu cabinet, and the speaker of the Northern Republic—those countries we secretly control—all met the same fate. Our civilized world is experiencing an invisible plague."

Wang Hongyuan remained silent for a long time before finally letting out a sigh.

He realized that he was not just facing a superhuman, but a thought virus capable of subverting the established order.

The window was ajar, and the morning breeze blew in slowly, carrying with it the smell of cooking oil from the breakfast stalls outside.

Wen Yan supported himself on the edge of the bed and slowly stood up.

His legs were still trembling slightly, and every bend felt stiff.

But he stopped.

This was the first time he had stood up on his own since he transmigrated to this world.

When he first transmigrated, he could only lie in bed, letting his older sister Wenliang turn him over, feed him medicine, and wash him.

Congenital heart disease nailed the original body to this bed, and also nailed him, the transmigrator, to the same spot.

Now, he stood up.

Wen Yan leaned against the window frame, looking at the scenery outside the building.

The old residential buildings couldn't block out the sunlight, and in the distance, several newly built commercial buildings were being topped out, with the booms of tower cranes slowly turning.

Further away, the skyline of Dawn City was faintly visible through the thin mist.

He remembered those who had helped him get back on his feet.

First is Chen Guohua.

The father, tormented by uremia, awakened to the power of "burning life" in his despair.

As he used his life force as fuel to throw a punch at his enemy, the first warm current flowed into Wen Yan's body along an invisible channel.

For the first time, the heart that could have stopped beating at any moment beat more steadily.

Next came "Life Blossoms"—Chen Guohua used his last breath to deliver that earth-shattering blow, and that resolute power completely stabilized Wen Yan's condition, preventing her from sliding towards death day and night.

Then there's Heo So-won.

The girl who suffered endless torment in the underground laboratory awakened the abilities of [Void Travel], [Void Imprisonment], and [Void Conquest] in succession during her desperate situation.

With each transformation of his abilities, a wisp of spiritual energy seeped into Wen Yan's soul sea along the roots of the void.

That feeling of constant lethargy and weakness gradually faded as she grew older.

When she finally vanished into the void and fell into a deep sleep at the Nanshan Nursing Home, the gift she bestowed allowed Wen Yan's spirit to finally support this broken body.

Then came Han Xiao's [Kinetic Deflection], [Kinetic Absorption], and [Kinetic Return to Nothingness].

The [Kinetic Return to Nothingness] that Han Xiao sacrificed his life for—the ultimate power that turned a radius of two hundred meters into nothingness—its origin traveled upstream along the connection between the sower and the host, rushing into Wen Yan's broken body.

That congenitally defective heart, which doctors had given only six months to live, began to transform at this moment.

Although he was still not as good as an average person, the feeling of exhaustion before death had disappeared.

The chest tightness and shortness of breath that had plagued him since birth slowly dissipated like the receding tide.

He could feel the blood flowing more smoothly in his veins, and he could feel that breathing was no longer so difficult.

This body, which had never truly "lived" in the past twenty years, has finally reached a state where, although it is still sick, it no longer faces the constant threat of death.