The Rise of a Special Forces Soldier Abandoned by a Wealthy Family

After this period of training, Zero...

It can be said that at this moment, he—

Regardless of the body's resistance to impact and its recovery ability—

In terms of spirit and willpower, he has far surpassed that of an ordinary special forces soldier.

He watched as Xue Yan laboriously dragged a huge, sealed glass container to the center of the courtyard.

The container was covered in white frost and emitted a visible chill.

Baroque was awakened by the noise, rubbing his sleepy one eye and grumbling as he came out:

"You little devil! What are you doing now? You're disturbing my sleep!"

Xue Yan ignored his complaints.

His face was filled with an almost fanatical excitement.

He patted the cold outer shell of the container, making a dull sound.

"A newly arrived 'collectible'!"

His voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement—

"Frozen inside is a drop of blood from the strongest warriors of the ten great nations—"

"And the liquids from ten of the world's most precious medicinal herbs, which I acquired at a huge cost on the black market..."

Baroque looked completely bewildered:

"What the hell? An ice cube? What the hell are you going to do with an ice cube? I don't even have enough ice for my liquor!"

"madness!"

Xue Yan rebuked.

"This is a priceless treasure!"

"They may carry extremely powerful gene sequences, potentially possessing the potential to surpass the limits of modern biotechnology!"

"Their activity... must be maintained at absolute zero; once thawed, the consequences are unpredictable..."

"DC and NK cell and blood biology research is currently the most difficult discipline to master in medicine worldwide."

"I have made significant research and development achievements; I started researching and experimenting more than a decade ago."

He caressed the cold container as if it were the skin of a lover, his eyes filled with infatuation.

"I need the most reliable 'guardian'... to ensure its absolute safety until I'm ready to extract the sample..."

His gaze swept across the four children in the courtyard, finally settling on Zero.

"you."

He pointed to number zero, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"From today onwards, your new task is to guard it."

"Never stopping, day or night."

"Make sure its temperature is maintained within the specified range."

"Anyone, including Baroque, who tries to open it without permission... you know what to do."

He then looked at the iron spike and the little sparrow:

"You three support players. If anything goes wrong because of it..."

"You lot don't need to eat anymore, because from now on your only food will be the medicine I prepare."

Baroque yawned, completely oblivious.

She thought Xue Yan was going crazy again, muttering "guarding a piece of broken ice..." before going back to her room to continue sleeping.

The group of friends looked at the cold air emanating from it, feeling a sense of confusion and bewilderment.

Zero struggled to his feet, then ingested the drug he had developed. After his spirits were lifted, he walked to the cold container.

A bone-chilling cold immediately seeped through the air.

He reached out and gently pressed his hand against the frost-covered glass casing.

The icy touch instantly penetrated the skin and reached the bone marrow.

It was like touching... a silent, moving tomb.

Or, a frozen... future.

He looked up at Xue Yan's eyes, hidden behind his glasses and gleaming with the flames of mad science, his gaze filled with longing and excitement.

Then he nodded.

Silently, they accepted this new, seemingly tedious, yet potentially more deadly than any training... guard duty.

The chill and the shadows of the various eerie specimens in the laboratory engulfed his small figure.