In the apocalypse, I hoarded goods and handed over my storage space to the government.

Half an hour later.

The underground command center, the leader's office.

A red folder marked "Top Secret" sat on the large mahogany desk.

Wearing his reading glasses, the leader read through Wei Jianguo's "Ability Assessment Report on Bai Lu, a Special-Grade Awakener," word by word.

The report was thick; half of it consisted of previous mental illness records, and the other half contained the outrageous destructive test data from earlier.

After a long while, the old man took off his glasses and rubbed his swollen temples.

"Mind control over matter."

The commander pondered for a moment and said, "If this ability is used for assassination, no one in the world can defend against it."

Li Guodong stood before the table, back straight: "Reporting, Commander! This is what I'm worried about too. Bai Lu's power is too strong and uncontrollable. Although she currently obeys Su Ran's orders, her mental state is extremely unstable. If she loses control again..."

"Then add insurance."

The commander interrupted Li Guodong; though his voice was old, it carried an undeniable air of authority and iron will.

"We cannot be afraid to use a knife just because it is too sharp. In the current situation, we need this knife to deal with the crisis."

"How many people are still in Su Ran's 'Cradle of God' project?" the leader asked.

"Report, the first batch of names consists of seventeen people."

Li Guodong quickly replied, "Currently, apart from Bai Lu, no one else has shown any signs of awakening. All of them are housed in the special living area, Zone A, on the second basement floor, which is the 'special training camp'."

"Seventeen..."

The commander paused, "If everyone were as strong as Bai Lu, and the remaining sixteen people were to awaken and go out of control at the same time, they could destroy our base."

"Pass on my orders."

The leader suddenly looked up, his eyes as sharp as a hawk's.

"First, establish a 'Special Ability Monitoring Group.' From now on, implement 24-hour, all-weather physiological monitoring on the seventeen people in the special training camp."

Heart rate, brain waves, adrenaline—any abnormality in any of these indicators, even a sneeze, must be reported in real time! Any abnormality must be reported immediately!

"Second, increase security levels. Deploy heavy firepower around the training camp. Although Su Ran said that firearms have limited effect on advanced Awakened Ones, it's better than nothing."

"third……"

The old man paused, his tone softening slightly, "We'll provide them with the highest standard of living. We need to let them know that the country values ​​them, but it's also keeping an eye on them. This is a combination of kindness and firmness."

"yes!"

Li Guodong stood at attention, saluted, turned around, and strode away.

The office door closed.

The leader turned around, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the huge map of the Great Xia Dynasty on the wall.

The densely packed red markers mark the fallen cities.

"Troubled times breed monsters..." the old man murmured softly.

"Su Ran, I hope that your role as a stabilizing force can truly quell these tigers that are about to be unleashed."

……

Basement level 2, Area A.

This place is known as "the Peach Blossom Spring within the Peach Blossom Spring".

Compared to other areas that still implement strict rationing and even restrict lighting hours to save electricity, this place is simply paradise.

With a constant temperature of 24 degrees Celsius and all-weather simulated sunlight lighting, it is fully equipped with a gym, game room, and private cinema.

The restaurant even serves fresh strawberries picked directly from a hydroponic farm.

The group of "potential stars" on Su Ran's list lives here.

Ye Xiao, the "Shura" from his previous life, was currently shirtless, frantically lifting barbells in the training room.

One hundred kilograms? That's just a warm-up.

His current counterweight is 300 kilograms!

"drink!"

Ye Xiao let out a low roar, his muscles bulging like granite, sweat flowing down his perfectly sculpted physique.

With a loud crash, he slammed the barbell onto the ground, creating two shallow dents in the specially designed shock-absorbing floor.

"Boring."

Ye Xiao grabbed a towel and wiped his face, his eyes revealing a wild restlessness.

He's only 22 years old this year. He used to be a street fighter who made a living by fighting. He almost got shot because he injured someone in self-defense.

As a result, Su Ran inexplicably rescued him and then treated him like a panda in this godforsaken place.

They eat well and sleep well, but they're not allowed to go out.

"Hey Ye, can you just shut up for once?"

On the sofa in the rest area, a young man wearing black-rimmed glasses and looking rather refined was reading a book called "High Material Chemistry".

He is Mo Yun, a "poison master" who was feared in his previous life, and now a top student in the chemistry department of a prestigious university.

"Shut up, my foot!"

Ye Xiao grabbed a sports drink and chugged half of it in one go. "I feel like I'm on fire inside! It's been getting worse these past few days, my blood vessels are about to burst!"

"That's because your hormones are overactive, commonly known as being in heat."

Mo Yun pushed up his glasses without looking up. "I suggest you go soak in the cold water, or find that muscular guy next door to spar."

"A friendly spar?"

Ye Xiao sneered, "These guys are all cowards, not one of them can fight."

Just then, a faint alarm sounded from the ventilation duct.

Immediately afterwards, the loudspeaker in the corridor suddenly came on.

"Notice: Area A is now under Level 2 control measures. All personnel are prohibited from leaving the designated area, and the number of daily medical checks will be increased to three. Your cooperation is appreciated."

Ye Xiao paused in wiping his sweat, his eyes narrowing slightly.

This broadcast... carried a chilling, menacing tone.

"It seems something has happened."

Mo Yun closed the book, and for the first time, a serious expression appeared on his refined face. "The tremor we just heard wasn't an earthquake."

"And that feeling of panic."

In the corner, a long-haired woman who had been holding a guitar and hadn't spoken suddenly spoke.

"The Queen of Music" Luo Susu was stroking the strings, her fingertips trembling slightly. "Just now, I felt like the air itself was screaming."

Ye Xiao walked to the French windows, clenched his fists, and his knuckles cracked.

"My body is burning up, my heart is racing..."

That feeling is back again.

It's not just irritability, but a deep-seated longing from the depths of our genes.

They yearn for battle, for blood, for tearing apart all the constraints before them.

Heaven has changed.

Everyone here is changing.