He just broke up with his girlfriend and is already living with the devilish rich girl.

"Isabella—!"

The monster's roar exploded from deep within its throat, a sound that seemed to tear its chest apart and then piece it back together.

Every syllable carries the weight of blood and ten years of hatred.

Its slender claws gripped the ground tightly, the nails digging four deep grooves into the concrete, and its scarlet eyes almost bulged out of their sockets.

When it calls out this name, it doesn't sound like it's calling out to a person.

It's more like shouting at a wound that hasn't healed yet.

The girl tilted her head, a smile curving her lips.

She stood beside Kang Zhengyuan's body, blood dripping from between her fingers onto her floral dress.

A patch of dark red spots spread out.

"Mom, don't be so fierce, I'm scared—"

"Don't speak to me in her voice—don't speak to me in her appearance!"

The monster raised its claws and swung them at her, but the claws didn't come down.

It stopped in mid-air, its claws trembling violently.

That's the most instinctive reaction; a mother would never wield her claws against her child.

"Yes, that's right, that's exactly it."

Isabella took a step forward, looked up at the distorted dog face, and her eyes shone with an almost fanatical light.

"The power I planted in your body is not just about making you grow a few bones."

"Keep going, keep being angry, keep hating me."

"The more you hate me, the faster that power grows. Keep going—"

The monster bared its teeth, and anger caused the blood vessels in its body to churn.

Just as she was about to be consumed by hatred and completely lose her mind.

The white wolf's fist slammed into the monster's face.

This punch came without warning, and without any restraint.

The monster flew out like a baseball being hit, smashing through the plasterboard wall of the guest room.

Debris and dust filled the room, and the monster collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated.

Isabella dusted off her skirt before finally turning her gaze to Bai Ziheng for the first time.

"interesting."

She looked at the white wolf with her hands behind her back, blinked her beautiful big eyes, and spoke with undisguised curiosity.

"What kind of power is that? That punch just now actually suppressed all the hatred in her body. No, it's not spiritual power, nor is it a superpower."

"This kind of thing shouldn't exist in any known system."

She looked the white wolf up and down, her eyes appreciating it as if it were an unexpected work of art.

"It's interesting that it was managed to be forcibly suppressed from the brink of collapse. Very interesting."

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Isabella Valentine, and I am a researcher."

"You should have heard it just now. I was the head of the Biological Experiment Department of the Special Administration Bureau ten years ago."

"Of course, as you can probably guess from my appearance, I'm much older than you think. This is my first time experiencing physical intimacy..."

"Alright."

Bai Ziheng interrupted her.

He withdrew his paw, which was still covered in wall dust, moved his shoulder blade joints, and tilted his neck.

"Come on, let's fight."

"...Don't you want to know what really happened back then? Don't you want to know why I did it—"

"In no mood."

The white wolf raised its head, its golden vertical pupils shining brightly in the darkness.

He looked at the thing in front of him, dressed in the skin of a little girl, and spoke in a deep and steady voice.

"Everyone fears those who are different, fears monsters."

"But you are not an anomaly. You are completely human, every single cell in your body is human."

"But you have more blood on your hands than everyone else in this building combined, the people who died in your labs, the people you turned into weapons."

"Those test subjects you raised like pets and then threw away like trash, you killed them all."

He took a step forward, lowered his head slightly, and looked down at the "little girl" in front of him who was only up to his waist.

"You are the real monster."

Isabella remained silent for a moment after hearing these words.

Then she shrugged, her expression showing no remorse or anger, only a sense of helplessness at being misunderstood.

"I just wanted to take a shortcut. Ordinary people don't have superpowers, spiritual power, or the kind of talent you have that allows you to conjure claws from birth."

"How can we fight against those who are different?"

"A group of mortal beings with bleeding bodies cannot even protect themselves when faced with those things that crawl out of hell."

"My experiments are to give them power so they can also protect themselves."

She sighed, her tone as if she were tutoring a student who couldn't understand the lesson.

"It just didn't succeed. But did you know that there was a powerful being who had just awakened from a long slumber?"

"Her strength is so weak that she can barely maintain her human form. If we could capture her and use her body as a medium for experiments, fusing the genes of superpowered individuals with those of ordinary people, this experiment would have been successful long ago."

As she said this, she turned to look at the unconscious monster in the corner.

The smile on his face finally took on a hint of genuine resentment.

"If it weren't for this bitch causing trouble, I wouldn't have to hide in this child's skin."

"She let my experimental subject escape, so I have no choice but to let her take her place. One person is certainly not enough. If we can add her daughter as well, the fusion efficiency will more than double with the mother and daughter working together."

A white blur swept across the room.

Before Isabella could finish speaking, the white wolf's claws were already swung towards her.

She stood there with a cold laugh, not flinching: "Hehe, if you kill me, then her daughter will too—"

The claws didn't stop.

Bai Ziheng ripped her upper body open diagonally from her lower abdomen with one claw, breaking her spine and causing her ribs to protrude outwards.

The little girl's body was almost split in two.

Isabella's eyes widened suddenly, and for the first time, the confident smile vanished from her face.

Instead, there was shock.

"You, you madman, aren't you worried at all? Her daughter is still alive. If you kill me..."

The second claw slammed down from above, smashing her head onto the floor.

"Don't worry."

The Special Administration building only has six underground floors on the construction drawings.

There's actually another floor, sandwiched between the fifth and sixth floors, with an iron door at the end of the corridor.

The iron gate had no number or markings, and even the door handle had been removed.

It was here back when this place was still an air-raid shelter.

Later, it was rebuilt into the Special Administration Building, but for some reason, all the construction drawings omitted this area.

No one mentioned this place when the directors took over.

Zou Rong has been in office for three months and still hasn't figured out how many basement floors this building has.

Little did they know that there was such a secret room beneath their feet.

Now, this place has been transformed into a laboratory.

In the very center of the laboratory, two cylindrical petri dishes stand on a metal base, with a little girl floating inside the one on the left.

It looks exactly like the "Kang Xiaoman" upstairs whose head was smashed by the white wolf's claw.

The petri dish on the right contains a woman in her forties, with short brown hair that floats slowly in the nutrient solution.

Then, the woman suddenly opened her eyes.

The glass wall of the petri dish shattered from the inside, and the nutrient solution gushed out like a burst dam, spilling all over the floor.

The woman slid out of the petri dish along with the liquid and fell onto the cold metal floor, supporting herself with her hands and gasping for breath.

What exactly is that white beast?

"It's okay...it's okay..."

She murmured to herself, then looked up at the little girl sleeping in the petri dish opposite her, a smile slowly appearing on her face.

"That body is deteriorating faster than I expected, but that doesn't matter."

"I still have a lot of body tissue to use."

She stood up, bracing herself against the control panel, and walked barefoot onto the wet floor toward the little girl's petri dish.

As long as Chen Li's daughter is still in her hands, as long as this last chip remains, this game is not over yet.

She can start over. She's already lived countless decades; what's another decade to her name?

Just then, a knock sounded on the door.

Isabella thought she had misheard.

Because it's impossible for anyone to find it here.

She hid here for ten years. This room wasn't even on the blueprints, and even the Special Administration Bureau didn't know that such a place was buried beneath their feet.

The door slammed three more times, each time with increasing force.

Isabella was so frightened that she took a step back.

Suddenly, a sickle slashed through the iron gate, the cut as smooth as a mirror, still glowing with a dark red warmth.

From the rising dust, a nun entered, holding a scythe taller than herself.

She looked up, revealing a pair of eyes that had no luster whatsoever.

"How did you...?"

"Begin the purge."

"No, no, wait a minute! I... I can give you anything you want. What do you want? Money? Power? Or strength!"

"Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer! I order you... wait..."

A flash of light.

Isabella's head fell to the ground.

The nun glanced down at the woman, then at the girl in the petri dish.

With another scythe, the petri dish was shattered, and then Arya picked up the girl with incredibly gentle movements.

Then they left along the same path they had come from.

The only sounds in the dimly lit basement were the nun's high heels and the lullaby she sang to soothe the girl.