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

The darkness and hunger of the confinement cell did not break Zero Squad—

Instead, it felt like a brutal tempering process!

This made their already resilient nerves even more hardened.

After being released from solitary confinement.

What awaited them was an even more extravagant "welcoming ceremony" by the Baroques—

A "small appetizer" that combines weighted cross-country running, obstacle course, and simulated combat.

Act One: "Welcome" in the Mud.

"You little brats! Tired of living the high life? Let me loosen up your muscles!"

Baroque stood at the edge of the muddy training ground, whip in hand, his single eye gleaming with excitement.

The four children, carrying equipment far exceeding their own weight, struggled forward through the cold mud and simulated hail of bullets (high-pressure water cannons and occasional stray bullets from live ammunition).

Iron Block, panting heavily, smashed through the obstacle with its body like an angry bull.

Coldthorn moves like a ghost, taking advantage of every shadow and crater.

Little Sparrow followed closely behind Zero. She was the weakest physically, but her eyes were unusually focused as she constantly used rudimentary equipment to monitor for possible electronic signal interference from the "enemy."

Zero acts as the team's spearhead and brain, constantly issuing brief instructions to coordinate the team's actions, while also undertaking the most dangerous tasks of scouting and covering the rear.

While climbing an abandoned high wall covered with rust and sharp protrusions, Zero, in order to cover Little Sparrow who was a little slower, had his palm cut by a sharp steel bar, and blood immediately gushed out, dripping onto the dirty mud.

He merely frowned, casually grabbed a handful of dirt and pressed it onto the wound (this was the simplest way Xue Yan had taught him to stop bleeding, extremely risky but quick), and continued forward.

After training, the four of them were covered in mud again and collapsed on the ground.

Baroque seemed fairly satisfied, grumbling as he tossed them a few energy bars that were as hard as rocks.

Act Two: An Unexpected Discovery in the Laboratory.

Exhausted, they were dragged directly into Xue Yan's laboratory.

Today's lesson is about becoming familiar with several new types of biological agents and the rapid preparation of their antidotes.

Zero's hand wound was simply bandaged, but it still ached slightly, and the seeping blood stained the gauze red.

While performing a highly precise solution extraction, his injured hand accidentally slipped past the transparent glass container that Xue Yan had previously entrusted to Zero for protection.

The instant his bloodstained hand touched the container wall—

Buzz...!

Inside the laboratory, a precision monitoring instrument that had been operating at low power consumption experienced a very slight, almost imperceptible fluctuation in the data stream on its screen, accompanied by a barely audible beep.

The change was so slight that it was almost drowned out by the background noise from the various equipment in the laboratory.

But Xue Yan noticed it.

His hand, which was recording data, suddenly stopped. His sharp gaze instantly shifted from Zero's hand to the monitoring device, and then abruptly turned to the bright blue container.

His pupils contracted slightly, and a look of extreme surprise and disbelief flashed across his face, which was then replaced by a frantic, burning curiosity.

A deathly silence fell over the laboratory.

Zero also noticed Xue Yan's abnormality, stopped what he was doing, and looked at him warily.

Little Sparrow, Iron Pile, and Cold Thorn also sensed that something was wrong and nervously stopped what they were doing.

Xue Yan walked a few steps to the monitoring device, quickly pulled up the data record from earlier, and stared intently at the brief, almost negligible, peak fluctuation.

Then, he abruptly turned to Zero, his eyes becoming unusually terrifying, as if he were looking at a rare treasure or a strange experimental animal.

"Zero, come here."

Xue Yan's voice was low and suppressed, as if it contained endless excitement and an unquestionable command.

Upon hearing the sound, Zero strode confidently toward Xue Yan.

Xue Yan grabbed his injured hand, his movements rough and decisive, and ruthlessly tore off the blood-stained gauze, instantly exposing the hideous wound to the air.

Without hesitation, he took a large syringe, skillfully disinfected it, and then precisely inserted the needle into the vein in arm number zero.

"Doctor?" Zero winced in pain and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

Xue Yan seemed not to hear him. His eyes were focused and terrifying as he stared intently at the syringe in his hand, slowly drawing out a full 50 milliliters of bright red blood.

As blood was lost, Zero's face grew increasingly pale.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the four children, Xue Yan carefully walked to the luminous blue container, holding the vial of warm blood.

There was a tiny injection hole at the top of the container, into which he injected all of Zero's blood.

The blood, when mixed into the bright blue liquid, did not dissolve immediately. Instead, it spread out in thin, thread-like strands, like a drop of thick ink falling into clear water.

The next second—

The data on the monitoring instrument screen began to fluctuate.

"What...what is this?" Little Sparrow couldn't help but exclaim, her gaze deeply drawn to the dramatic changes in the data.

Xue Yan stared intently at the screen and the container, a near-manic smile of joy spreading across his face.

He muttered to himself:

"As expected... just as I thought!"

"Incredible! This activity...this resonance response..."

He turned his head sharply, his eyes filled with boundless greed and a thirst for knowledge as he looked at Zero:

"Starting today, come to me for a 50 ml blood draw after each training session! This is a new training program!"

Act Three: Routine Blood Draws and the Fog of Data.

From then on, Zero's daily routine included a new fixed activity—donating blood.

The intense training every day had drained his energy, and with the loss of 50 milliliters of blood daily, his body was visibly wasting away.

His face always had a sickly pallor, and his eyes were sunken.

However, he never uttered a sound, each time simply stretching out his arm and watching the cold needle pierce his vein.

Xue Yan's attention was almost entirely drawn to this new discovery.

He reduced the frequency of his other courses and spent most of his time in the laboratory, studying the reactions of blood sample zero.

Each time new results emerge.

His expression and eyes shone with excitement as he muttered to himself:

"Boy! This is the second life I've prepared for you..."

"This is also a major breakthrough for me in DC and NK cell medicine."