Desperate people, accept the seed of my soul!

At 11:30 p.m., the lights were still on in the top-floor office of the Wei Group.

Tie Shou stood in front of Wei Donghai, reporting the details of tonight's operation with a solemn expression.

"...The strangest thing is that there were almost no signs of resistance at any of the three scenes. Especially Li Wei, there was absolutely no sign of a struggle at the scene. It was as if he was standing there, motionless, while someone hit him with three bricks."

Wei Donghai asked, "How do you think she did it?"

"Two possibilities," Iron Hand answered cautiously. "First, she used some kind of neurotoxin or drug that we don't know about, causing Li Wei to lose his ability to move instantly."

"And the second one?"

"Second..." Iron Hand hesitated for half a second, "The 'wall-penetrating' ability she demonstrated in the lab might not be an isolated case. She may have mastered some kind of method to instantly control other people's bodies—such as teleporting behind a target to subdue them, or something else."

He paused, then concluded, "Boss, the target is no longer that 'experimental subject' that needs to be recycled. She is a highly aggressive individual who possesses unknown powers."

Wei Donghai remained silent for a moment.

The tablet on the desk was playing surveillance footage provided by the lab: the frail girl, in despair, crashed into the fire door and then passed through it like a phantom.

He pressed the pause button, and the image froze at the moment when half of Xu Suyuan's body disappeared into the metal door panel.

"Penetrating objects...controlling enemies..." Wei Donghai muttered to himself, his eyes flashing with an even more intense light than before. "She is evolving, adapting, and killing for survival."

He looked up at Iron Hand: "Adjust the pursuit strategy."

"First, your privileges are upgraded. Transfer three million from my personal account as special funds. You can then access the batch of 'non-lethal control equipment' ordered by the group. Remember, I need live, intact live samples."

"Second, contact our 'friends' at the police dog base and request two working dogs trained in counter-tracking. The woman is injured, she will bleed, and she will leave a scent. Let the dogs track her down."

"Third..." Wei Donghai's tone suddenly turned icy, "If we encounter interference from other forces—whether it's the police or anyone else—prioritize ensuring the safety of the samples. If necessary, we can create an 'accident'."

Iron Hand bowed deeply: "Understood."

"Also, inform Dr. Lin," Wei Donghai added finally. "Give him 12 hours. I need a report predicting countermeasures against this 'penetration and control' capability. Tell him that if the report is valuable, his research funding will double. If not…"

Wei Donghai didn't finish speaking, but Tie Shou already understood the meaning behind the ellipsis.

On Wei Donghai's chessboard, there are no pieces of value, not even worthy of being sacrificed.

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At the same time, in the underground laboratory of Chenxi Biomedicine.

Dr. Lin was standing in front of the control panel, his eyes bloodshot, yet flashing with an almost manic light.

On the screen in front of him were three windows: a video recording of the laboratory through the door, a written report of the scene description that Iron Hand had just sent back, and an analysis document that he was frantically writing.

"Penetrating physical entities...controlling enemies..."

"Is it a partial interference with spatial rules? Or a phase shift caused by some high-frequency vibration?"

Dr. Lin's fingers flew across the keyboard, typing hypothesis after hypothesis into the document:

[Hypothesis A: The target's ability originates from an unknown neurotransmitter secreted by the pineal gland in the brain under extreme emotional stimulation. This substance can temporarily alter the topological structure of the local bioelectric field, causing the target or itself to enter a state of 'quantum tunneling' or 'macroscopic quantum superposition'...]

[Hypothesis B: The ability is controlled by the concentration of mental energy; the more extreme the emotion, the more significant the effect. However, there is a significant drain on energy, manifested as physiological exhaustion after use...]

He was writing when he suddenly stopped.

Theoretical deduction alone is not enough.

He needs data, more and more direct data!

Dr. Lin grabbed his phone abruptly: "Connect to Chairman Wei's office."

A few seconds later, Wei Donghai's voice came through: "Dr. Lin, is the forecast report finished?"

"Chairman Wei, I need to go out," Dr. Lin said. "I can't build an accurate mathematical model just by looking at written reports and videos! I must personally analyze the scene and obtain firsthand environmental data! Only in this way can I refine my 'Extreme Emotion-Physiological Intervention' theoretical model!"

"I still need to communicate with other researchers! Only by combining these can I produce a truly valuable predictive model! In four days, there will be a 'Frontiers in Neurobiology and Extreme Environment Physiology Symposium' at the City Convention Center, which may help me explain her 'instantaneous defeat' method from a scientific perspective!"

Wei Donghai was silent for a moment, then agreed.

He needs Dr. Lin's sharpest knife to dissect the secrets of that forbidden power for him.

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At six o'clock the next morning, the sky was just beginning to lighten.

In the basement, Xu Suyuan was startled awake from a brief slumber.

She huddled in a corner behind a pile of cardboard boxes, covered with an old military overcoat that she had dug out of a junkyard.

The wound on her shoulder had stopped bleeding, and she used half a bottle of wine and a few relatively clean strips of cloth she found last night to make a simple bandage.

The pain is still there, but it has become a kind of background noise—like the constant hum of equipment in a laboratory; after a while, you get used to it.

She stood up, her steps still a little unsteady, but the feeling of mental exhaustion had subsided considerably.

The abilities [Void Travel] and [Void Imprisonment] are like newly grown organs in her body. Although they put a strain on her when used, they can slowly recover given time.

The flames of revenge burned in her heart, and her first target was crystal clear—Zhang Mingyuan.

During the days she was strapped to the experimental chair, Zhang Mingyuan was the researcher who appeared in her sight most often, besides Dr. Lin.

He was responsible for adjusting the intensity of the electric shocks, recording the decibels of her screams and the frequency of her muscle spasms, and also observing the changes in her pupils when she was in a daze.

On one occasion, she overheard a conversation between him and Dr. Lin:

"A-07's tolerance has improved again. Today's electric shock intensity has been adjusted to 180% of the standard value, and she hasn't fainted yet."

"Great, keep going. I need to know where her limit is."

Xu Suyuan closed her eyes, and those images and sounds flooded back.

She took a deep breath, suppressing the surging hatred in her heart and turning it into fuel.

"Let's start with you, Zhang Mingyuan."

------

As evening approached, night fell.

Xu Suyuan, like a ghost, silently sneaked into the neighborhood where Zhang Mingyuan lived.

She went up to the sixth floor of a residential building and found room 602.

The lights were on inside, and the faint sound of a television could be heard.

Xu Suyuan took a deep breath and placed her palm on the security door.

[Void Travel].

His body transformed into a phantom, silently merging into the door panel, before solidifying from the other side.

In the living room, a man in his thirties, dressed in pajamas, was leaning back on the sofa, watching television absentmindedly.

It was Zhang Mingyuan.