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

The flight was flying smoothly at an altitude of 10,000 meters, with a sea of ​​clouds churning outside the window.

Inside economy class, Team Zero sat scattered: Zero leaned against the aisle, feigning sleep (actually reviewing mission details in his mind); Cold Thorn observed the external environment and micro-expressions in the cabin from the window; Iron Block was conducting "structural analysis" of an airline meal (trying to find where the meat was); and Little Sparrow curiously examined the safety card and vomit bag in the seat pocket, muttering, "This paper isn't very oil-resistant, but the folding structure is interesting..."

Suddenly, a deliberately hushed rebuke and the sound of items falling came from the front cabin.

The curtain was roughly pulled open, and three men, looking tense but trying to appear fierce, rushed into the economy class.

The two men were carrying old-fashioned handguns that had been cleverly disguised (disassembled and carried separately for reassembly), and one of them brandished a ceramic dagger—clearly prepared to evade security checks.

"Don't move! Be quiet!" the scarred leader growled, his voice trembling almost imperceptibly. "We only want money... no, we just want Professor Lin Wan to do us a small favor!"

His gaze swept across the room and quickly locked onto a pale-faced, intellectual-looking woman in the front row who was tightly embracing a little girl.

"Professor Lin," the scarred man approached, pointing a dagger, "your husband's 'Starry Sky' data in exchange for your and your daughter's safe landing, isn't that fair?" He tried to create a sense of pressure, but his overly forceful expression looked somewhat comical.

Professor Lin shielded his daughter behind him, forcing himself to remain calm: "You won't get away with this..."

Before the words were even finished, the little girl being protected, overcome with extreme fear, suddenly broke free and screamed as she ran towards the passageway.

Scarface instinctively reached out to grab something, but grasped nothing, and his body staggered forward due to inertia.

In order to regain his balance and control of the hostage, he swung his arm haphazardly and grabbed the little sparrow sitting by the aisle, who was looking up curiously. He then placed the ceramic dagger against her neck.

"If you touch me again..." The scarred man's threat trailed off. He sensed that the "hostage" in his arms was unusually quiet, even... a little too calm?

The little sparrow blinked its innocent big eyes, and instead of crying, it muttered softly, "Uncle, your hands are shaking so badly. Is this your first time doing this? Also, there's nitroglycerin residue under your fingernails... Have you been playing with explosives lately?"

Scarface: "???" (What's wrong with this kid?)

Zero slowly opened his eyes and exchanged a "helpless and bored" look with Cold Thorn.

Tiedun put down his lunchbox, his muscles slightly tense, like a brown bear about to pounce.

"Let go of that child. We can talk this over," Zero said, his tone as calm as if he were discussing the weather. "Touching a child changes the nature of the situation; that's unprofessional."

Scarface was enraged by Zero's composure, and also felt inexplicably uneasy about Little Sparrow's words. He said, his voice trembling with fear, "Shut up! I..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a slight stinging pain in his right arm, which was holding the sparrow, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito.

Immediately afterwards, a strange numbness and burning sensation spread rapidly throughout his arm, his fingers involuntarily loosened, and the dagger clattered to the ground.

At the same time, his vision in his right eye began to blur and become indistinct, and tears welled up uncontrollably.

"Oh dear!" the little sparrow exclaimed, as if she had just noticed. "Uncle, what happened to your hands and eyes? They look so scary! Did you accidentally touch the 'itch powder' and 'crying liquid' on my clothes? Dr. Xue said that touching other people's experimental materials will bring bad luck!"

Her expression was innocent and aggrieved, as if she were the victim. (In reality, she had secretly tampered with the device using a tiny poison needle hidden under her fingernails.)

Scarface stared in horror at his unresponsive arm and blurred right eye, utterly terrified: "Sorcery...?!"

The other two armed robbers were also stunned by this bizarre scene and momentarily forgot to control the situation.

"It seems this friend needs some 'happiness' to relieve his tension," Zero sighed, seemingly helpless.

He twitched his fingers slightly, and two needles, as thin as cow hair and dipped in a special mixture of medicine, slid from his sleeve into his fingertips, which he then flicked.

Both armed robbers simultaneously felt a numbness in their necks, instinctively touched them, but found nothing.

But a few seconds later, their eyes began to glaze over, and they wore silly, intoxicated smiles.

"Hehe...beautiful women...so many beautiful women are smiling at me..." Robber A started drooling at the air and gesturing wildly.

"Gold! Gold everywhere! Haha! I'm the richest man in the world!" Robber B excitedly reached for the reading light above his head, trying to stuff it into his pocket.

(Zero used Xue Yan's specially made potent hallucinogenic stimulant, which can instantly trigger the most intense hallucinations of desire.)

"What are they doing?"

"Are you crazy?"

The passengers stared in disbelief at the two robbers who suddenly started a striptease (trying to catch the "gold" with their clothes) and confessed their love to the back of their seats. Surprisingly, the absurd scene lessened their panic considerably.

"Looks like they're too excited and need to calm down." Zero shrugged and winked at the several seemingly robust male passengers around him. "Gentlemen, help stop these two... uh... overly excited friends? In case they hurt themselves."

The passengers, who had been holding back their anger and fear, reacted instantly!

Several burly men and a young man who looked like a fitness instructor immediately rushed forward, using belts, ties, and even their own weight to easily pin the two robbers, who were immersed in their hallucinations and had no ability to resist, to the ground, tie them up tightly, and even punched them a few times to vent their anger.

"Where...where am I? Where's my money? Where's my girl?" Robber A asked in a daze before being beaten unconscious.

"Welcome to the real-world party," Zero muttered under his breath, casually stomping on the one-armed, one-eyed scarred man who was trying to crawl away, knocking him unconscious.

The whole process was lightning fast, and most of the actions appeared to the passengers as "the hijackers suddenly going crazy" and "the crowd acting bravely." Team Zero only "said a few words" and "offered a reminder."

The crisis was averted, and the flight attendants quickly brought the situation under control, reassured the passengers, and dragged the three unconscious hijackers to the rear cabin and tied them up.

The cabin was filled with a sense of relief at surviving the ordeal, along with a strange, unsettling atmosphere that was both laughable and absurd.

Professor Lin hugged his daughter tightly, casting an incredibly grateful look at Team Zero.

The little sparrow had already returned to its seat and taken out a small notebook to record: "Observation of the airborne diffusion effect of the mixed neurotoxin... The target showed the expected response... The dosage needs to be fine-tuned next time..."

Tie Dun scratched his head: "That's it? I haven't even warmed up yet..."

Cold Thorn silently put away the sharp pen (his makeshift weapon) that he had somehow found himself holding, and whispered, "Efficiency. Low cost. Conforms to the principle of concealment."

Zero closed his eyes again, as if everything was irrelevant to him, with only a faint smile playing on his lips.

However, in the back row of the cabin, a young man with a calm demeanor and frameless glasses—Zhao Yuan, a special correspondent for the Dragon Kingdom Military Channel—slowly put down the magazine he was pretending to read, but his heart was already churning with turmoil.

He had just captured, with his professional sensitivity and the discreet miniature camera (with excellent image stabilization and low-light performance), the subtle movements of the little sparrow's fingers when it was being held hostage, the faint light of Zero's snap, and the extremely unnatural changes in the kidnapper's reaction before and after being tricked.

"It wasn't an accident...it was them...poisoning? Who are they?"

Zhao Yuan's heart pounded; he realized he might have captured something incredible. Considering they had saved everyone and Professor Lin's family had contributed to the country, he carefully backed up the memory card and encrypted a short video—highlighting Zero's face and the silhouette of the little sparrow (as well as the hijacker's bizarre behavior)—via the network connection that would be restored after the plane landed. The note read: "The flight hijacking incident appears to have encountered a mysterious countermeasure; the material is extremely valuable. Requesting technical analysis and identity verification."

The flight landed smoothly. Team Zero, like ordinary passengers, quietly left with the flow of people.

Unbeknownst to them, the video was quickly presented to the editor-in-chief, Zeng Ling.

As Zeng Ling watched the video, Zero's calm and even slightly playful profile, along with his deep and sharp eyes that were beyond his years, instantly struck her heart!

Because her face looks so much like her brother, Zeng Sheng.

She quickly sent the video to the old man and his brother and sister-in-law.