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Gao Xing always carries a medicine bottle with him.

Gao Xingming clearly has no underlying medical conditions, yet he always seems to need to take medication.

He asked, and Gao Xing said it was vitamins.

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Commander-in-Chief Qi lowered his hand.

It wasn't because I married Qinqin that I moved here.

Forty years ago. Gao Xing had a connection with Qin Qin's family forty years ago.

It's even possible that Gao Xing was raised by them.

General Manager Qi opened the filing cabinet and found even more files, a great many, a great many thick.

The papers covered in writing were stacked like blocks of tofu, filling cabinets and drawers. They were very, very heavy; each word was written by Qinqin's parents.

One job after another, year after year of work, year after year of effort.

[Reverse engineering reveals the key pathway by which it induces abnormal proliferation of host cells (alpha cells).]

[Reverse engineering reveals the key pathway by which it induces abnormal proliferation of host cells (alpha cells).]

[Reverse engineering reveals the key pathway by which it induces abnormal proliferation of host cells (alpha cells).]

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All the files have only this one title.

Gao Xing was transformed into an alpha. This transformation was abnormal. A certain gene or substance caused the alpha cells in his body to proliferate abnormally, producing alpha blood, which continued to grow and increase his strength.

Human experimentation has created weapons for humans.

But there's no such thing as a free lunch. How could such a transformation come without a price? The synthesized high-energy alpha blood was incompatible with the body, causing blood vessels to rupture, the body to collapse, and ultimately, death.

Qinqin's parents have been conducting secret research for years, guarding a long-buried secret in the basement of their home, unknown to anyone, and building a medical fortress to prevent death for Gaoxing.

It's been a really long time; the very first few sheets of paper are practically falling apart.

Commander-in-Chief Qi's expertise was not in medicine, so he couldn't understand the obscure medical terminology.

But their efforts seem to have been successful, and Gao Xing has grown up well.

Nearly twenty years after his lover's death, he belatedly searched for any trace of her remaining existence in other people's records.

No matter where or when, people always leave behind a part of themselves when they depart.

The filing cabinets in the lab are where Qinqin's parents keep important things, and if he's not mistaken, he should be able to find something there.

Commander-in-Chief Qi stood in front of the filing cabinet, carefully reviewing each file.

I've gone through most of the files; they're basically all experimental records.

Finally, there was one last locked drawer.

Commander-in-Chief Qi's finger hovered over the drawer, but he did not break the drawer's lock.

The key to the filing cabinet might be found at Qinqin's workstation.

Ah, sure enough.

Commander-in-Chief Qi picked up the small key from the corner of Qin Qin's desk and opened the drawer.

Inside, instead of heavy files, lay a thick brown paper document bag.

Commander-in-Chief Qi gently pulled out the slightly worn kraft paper document bag and opened it.

A thick stack of books, carefully wrapped in transparent plastic film and arranged by year... a child's life.

The first one.

A child, about four or five years old, was thin and dirty, with dark skin. He was wearing tattered clothes and huddled on the steps of the yard during a heavy rain. He had his lips tightly pursed and his brows furrowed.

His small body was taut like a fully drawn bow, his eyes fixed on the camera. There was no childlike innocence in his eyes, only a sharpness and tension that was almost wary and prematurely revealed.

A small wild animal, forcibly pressed in front of the camera, ready to escape at any moment.

In the second picture, a little girl in a pink dress tries to approach him.

The little boy, his hair disheveled, huddled in the corner of the living room, his brows furrowed, his lips turned down, and his eyes, like those of a frightened yet angry wolf cub, stared intently at the little girl, making no attempt to hide his wariness and resistance.

A raw, untamed aggression was frozen on his small face.

In the third picture, the little boy seems a bit older, around six or seven years old, wearing a neat plaid shirt and shorts, standing with Qinqin's parents.

The two adults smiled and made heart shapes with their hands at the camera. The little boy's brows relaxed a bit, but his eyes remained stubborn. His lips were pursed into a line, and his hands were tightly behind his back. He stood straight, like a taut sapling.

There is no Qinqin.

At this point, Qinqin should have already differentiated into an omega and been taken away by the omega care center.

Outside of the foster care center, underage omegas are not allowed to leave any photos or images outside of their homes, not even with their families. This is because in the past, some parents have taken photos of their underage omegas and sold them on the black market for others to choose from.

The fourth picture looks like it's been magically altered by time.

The boy in the photo has grown up and is about ten years old. He is wearing a school uniform and standing on the podium, holding a certificate in his hand.

The sharpness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a focused pride.

A slight upward curve appeared at the corners of her mouth.

Number one, number one in the world.

The changes become significant during secondary school.

A half-body photo of someone wearing a basic college uniform.

The thirteen-year-old boy had delicate features and soft hair that clung to his forehead. He flashed a peace sign at the camera, revealing a clear, cheerful smile typical of a young man.

Clean and without a trace of impurity, with clear and bright eyes, like the sky washed by a mountain spring, full of trust in the world and an almost pure and gentle nature.

The last photo was probably taken at the entrance of the Basic College.

Standing between Qin Wenyuan and Lin Ting was Gao Xing, who was wearing a school uniform.

Sixteen-year-old Gao Xing is taller than Qin Qin's parents. Qin Qin's mother put her arm around his shoulder, her smile gentle and bright. One hand is casually in her pocket, and the other is making a peace sign.

Qinqin's parents couldn't hide their joy and pride. A line of small print was written on the edge of the photo: "Qinqin has been admitted to a prestigious university!"

The folder also contained many well-preserved, laminated paper documents, including photocopies of student records and transcripts. The paper was yellowed, but all were in excellent condition.

The report card was impressive, with rows of neat "Excellent" grades and specific scores.

From elementary school to high school, he achieved near-perfect scores in almost all subjects, including Chinese, mathematics, physics, and biology, consistently ranking first in his grade.

Students receive so many certificates for being "Three Good Students" and "Outstanding Class Leaders" that they're practically overflowing with them; it's the same all year round.

They were all very well preserved and neatly stacked together.

This is a time capsule, carefully preserving every step of Gao Xing's growth and transformation.

They are not parents, but they are better than parents.

Love melted away the ice little by little, polishing a warm and clear heart.

From a highly aggressive, unsmiling child at the beginning, to a gentle and kind-hearted boy, and then to a kind-hearted Gao Xing.

His student files and transcripts from the College of Education were all kept in perfect condition, as if they were treasured, something most biological parents wouldn't do.

On the surface, Qin Qin's family has no relation to Gao Xing, but in reality, they are in an adoption relationship.

The fact that Qinqin's parents were able to secretly establish reverse research the day after the news broke on June 6th, given that the various instruments were not cheap, and that they quietly and selflessly devoted their entire fortune to conducting this secret research, must be to protect Gao Xing.

Then they must have adopted Gao Xing before the Federation uncovered the human experimentation, and they must have already developed feelings for Gao Xing.

It's probably the first photo, taken before 2968, when Gao Xing was four or five years old, or even younger.

— Gao Xing may have been an experimental subject who escaped before the illegal human experimentation was uncovered.

Commander-in-Chief Qi pieced together the scattered fragments according to the timeline.

The story unfolded before his eyes.