Desperate people, accept the seed of my soul!

Even the wind has stopped.

Liu Zhen stared blankly for a moment as he looked at the gun barrel hovering in front of him and at the mercenaries not far away who remained motionless in their charging posture.

This is not Meng Zhaowen's ability. His ability can only control plants, and it is absolutely impossible for him to stop time, let alone freeze the movements of so many people out of thin air.

……

Thirty kilometers away, in a signal monitoring vehicle, Zhong Lin suddenly stood up from his chair.

In the surveillance footage divided into more than a dozen sections on the screen, most of the mercenaries in the sections were in charging, shooting, and spraying positions, like solidified wax figures. Only the mercenaries in the outermost few sections were still running normally, with blank expressions on their faces.

"What's going on? The video is frozen?" Wang Hongyuan's brows furrowed into a tight knot.

Zhong Lin pointed his finger intently at the few still moving squares on the screen: "It's not frozen. Look, the people on the outside can move, but the people on the inside can't."

He quickly switched between the surveillance footage from different angles, his heart sinking lower and lower—all the stationary mercenaries were concentrated in a perfect circle centered on the ruins, with a diameter of exactly fifty meters, no more and no less.

Some people had just stepped in with one leg when the other half froze, their upper body still in a running posture, their faces filled with terror.

Wang Hongyuan leaned forward abruptly, staring at the strangely still area on the screen: "Could these two have new abilities?"

……

Just as the two were talking, a transparent ripple appeared in the air above the steel frame of the ruins.

In the center of the ripples, a woman emerged from the void, her body gradually solidifying from semi-transparent, as if slowly rising from beneath the water's surface.

The black combat suit clung to her body, outlining her sharp features, and her long hair was tied into a neat ponytail, revealing a face with distinct features.

A shallow scar runs diagonally across the tail of the eyebrow, which, far from detracting from the beauty, adds a touch of steely resolve and heroic spirit born from a brush with death.

Her gaze was as cold as a knife, sweeping across the frozen battlefield below.

It's Heo So-won.

The woman who vanished after the explosion at the Nanshan Nursing Home in Chenxi City, the woman everyone thought had perished in the vitrified crater with Han Xiao.

She is not only alive, but she is also much stronger than she was when she was trapped in the underground laboratory and trembling.

In the desolate void of returning to the void, she slept for a long time in the crevices of another dimension.

Han Xiao's last will to protect her before his sacrifice was like the most resilient nourishment, nurturing her spiritual strength and causing it to undergo a continuous transformation.

When she finally awoke from her slumber, not only did her speed and penetration through the void increase dramatically, but her void confinement, which could only imprison a single person before, could now cover a spherical space with a diameter of fifty meters.

She stood atop the steel frame, looking down at the frozen battlefield below, her right hand pulling eight coins from her waist and tucking them between her fingers.

The coin floated gently in her palm, its edges beginning to become transparent—a sign of etherealization.

This was a technique Han Xiao had taught her before, which required simultaneously blurring the coin, locking onto the target, calculating the trajectory, and hitting it precisely the moment the blurring was removed.

Previously, her mental strength and accuracy were insufficient, and she had never used it in actual combat.

But now, having been reborn in the void, her spiritual power has increased several times over, and her control over her abilities has reached an unprecedented level.

She raised her hand, and eight coins flew out at the same time.

They seemed to merge into the air, traversing through the void, passing through thick bulletproof shields, layers of combat uniforms, and flesh and bones, until they flew into the target's chest cavity, at which point they instantly dispelled their ethereal form.

The eight coins simultaneously materialized and were precisely positioned in the center of the eight hearts.

There were no screams, no spurting of blood, not even a muffled groan.

The eight mercenaries collapsed silently to the ground as if their bones had been removed. There were no wounds on their chests, only their pupils suddenly dilated, proving that they had lost their lives.

Xu Suyuan raised her hand again, and eight more coins flew out.

Eight more people fell to the ground.

Her movements were swift and precise, like a finely tuned execution machine; with each gesture, eight lives were reaped.

The mercenaries within the fifty-meter spherical space fell like wheat swept by the autumn wind, one after another, without any chance to resist.

The bullets and flames that had been suspended in mid-air fell to the ground with the death of their hosts, making a crisp, clanging sound that was particularly clear in the deathly silence.

……

Inside the command vehicle, Zhong Lin stared intently at the figure standing atop the steel frame on the screen, veins bulging on his forehead, almost grinding his teeth to powder: "Xu Suyuan!"

Wang Hongyuan jumped up from his chair, his voice filled with disbelief: "That experimental subject in Chenxi City? Wasn't he already dead at the Nanshan Nursing Home? The officials searched the entire pit, but they couldn't even find a decent bone!"

"She's not dead," Zhong Lin's voice was squeezed out through clenched teeth.

They all thought she was dead, but to their surprise, she was not only alive, but also like a vengeful ghost crawling out of hell, destroying their encirclement of seventy people as soon as she appeared.

On the screen, Xu Suyuan raised her hand again, and eight more coins flew out.

Her movements never faltered; the coins between her fingers seemed inexhaustible. With each gesture, eight people collapsed to the ground.

In just over ten seconds, more than half of the forty-odd mercenaries within the fifty-meter space had fallen, and the remaining less than ten were frozen in place, their faces frozen in terror, awaiting their fate of execution.

"Her range of abilities...is much wider than the intelligence reports suggest." Wang Hongyuan stared at the fallen mercenaries on the screen, a chill running down his spine.

According to previous intelligence, Xu Suyuan's Void Imprisonment could only trap two people at a time, and the range was only a few meters. Now, it can cover a spherical space of fifty meters and can also control eight coins to carry out super-precise attacks at the same time. This speed of evolution is simply unbelievable.

Zhong Lin quickly switched between the various camera angles and soon figured out the pattern: within a 50-meter radius centered on Xu Suyuan, all living things would be instantly imprisoned, while people outside the area would move normally.

The fact that the mercenaries on the perimeter froze instantly upon entering the area is the best proof of this.

"Fifty meters, her control range is fifty meters." Zhong Lin grabbed the walkie-talkie, his tone cold and hard. "Outer perimeter soldiers, be careful not to enter the fifty-meter range. Snipers, flamethrowers, shoot from a distance. Her ability has a distance limit; outside the range, you're a target."

His gaze was fixed on Xu Suyuan's figure, his eyes surging with a fanatical greed.

Liu Zhen from the Electric System, the new superhuman from the Plant System, and Xu Suyuan from the Space System—three living superhuman samples. If we can capture them all, it would be worth it, even if we had to sacrifice dozens of mercenaries or the entire Black Stone reserve team.