Desperate people, accept the seed of my soul!

A middle-aged man with a missing leg stepped forward. His leg had been broken when the mine collapsed last year, and the mine had only given him a small amount of money before kicking him out.

"Girl, it's too dangerous for you to go alone. The Alpha team has guns and lots of security guards; you can't fight them."

"I can beat them."

Li Su's voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable power.

"I've killed a lot of their people. I killed Wang Hu, I killed the people from Huike Biotechnology, and I took down Black Falcon's Shannan stronghold. If I can fight my way here, I can fight my way to Alpha's headquarters."

Everyone was stunned.

Although they were in this remote mining camp, they had heard about the recent events in Shannan Province.

I heard there was a woman who single-handedly killed many bad guys to avenge those who had been murdered.

They never expected that person would actually stand in front of them.

The middle-aged man who had just spoken knelt down with a "plop".

"Girl, please, avenge my brother! He's only twenty-five! He wasn't even born when they kidnapped him!"

Other family members also knelt down.

"Please, avenge us!"

"Those beasts don't even consider us human!"

Li Su bent down and helped them up one by one.

"I will."

Her voice was soft, yet carried immense weight.

"I will make all those who killed your loved ones pay with their lives."

She took out over 100,000 yuan in cash from Wang Hu's safe from her backpack and handed it to the gray-haired old man.

"You can divide this money among yourselves. Leave here first thing tomorrow morning, head south, cross Whitetail Mountain, and go to the Star Federation. Someone there will take you in."

The old man was stunned and refused to take the money.

"Young lady, we can't take this money. We're already very grateful that you helped us get revenge, how could we possibly take your money?"

"Take it."

Li Su stuffed the money into his hand.

"We'll need it on the road. Wang Hu is dead, and Alpha's people will soon realize something's wrong here. It's not safe for you to stay here."

The old man looked at the money in his hand, then at Li Su, his lips trembling, unable to speak.

A little girl, about five or six years old, walked out from behind the woman, clutching a small tiger drawn with a stone in her hand, and handed it to Li Su.

"Auntie, here, take this. It will protect you when you fight bad guys."

The little girl still had tear stains on her face, and her eyes were red.

Li Su took the rough stone painting and put it into the inner pocket of her trench coat.

"Thanks."

She patted the little girl's head.

It's getting late.

She can't stay here too long.

"I'm leaving. Remember, set off first thing tomorrow morning, head south, and don't look back."

After Li Su finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the camp entrance.

Everyone stood at the entrance of the work shed, watching her retreating figure.

The little girl waved her hand and shouted, "Auntie! You have to beat the bad guys!"

Li Su did not turn around.

She raised her hand to indicate that she had heard.

She walked to the jeep, opened the door, and got in.

The engine started again.

The jeep turned around and drove out of the camp.

Li Su saw in the rearview mirror that the family members were still standing there, waving in her direction.

She took the stone painting out of her pocket and placed it on the dial.

The stone painting is very rough, and the lines of the tiger are crooked.

But it's cute.

Li Su's lips curled up very slightly.

She quickly regained her cold expression.

She stepped on the gas.

The jeep was going faster and faster.

They sped off towards the capital region.

The wind blew in through the cracks in the car window, making her hair flutter backward.

Her eyes were fixed on the darkness ahead.

Her enemies were there.

There are countless victims like the miners at Mining Camp No. 7.

She has to go.

Those people must pay the price.

The jeep's headlights pierced the darkness like a drawn sword, pointing straight towards the northern horizon.

In the distant capital region, the clouds grew even thicker.

A blizzard is brewing.

Standing in his top-floor office at the Alpha Industrial Park, Lin Zhenghong looked at the surveillance screen displaying the security checkpoints covering the entire park, a confident smile spreading across his face.

He pressed the intercom on the table and said to Zhao Wei, the security director, "Notify the researchers in the underground laboratory to prepare the vivisection equipment. When Li Su arrives, send her directly to dissection room number three."

Zhao Wei on the other end of the phone immediately replied, "Yes, Chairman."

Lin Zhenghong hung up the phone, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the dark wasteland in the distance.

He could almost see Li Su being led into the dissection room.

He seemed to already see the day when "Project Dawn" would succeed.

he does not know.

The "experimental sample" in his eyes, carrying the hatred of countless victims, is rapidly heading towards him.

The entire night in Beiyuan will be ignited by her rage.

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The jeep's bumps as it rolled over the frozen ground reached the hands gripping the steering wheel.

Li Su's fingertips pressed against the cold steering wheel, her gaze piercing through the windshield and fixed on the deep darkness in the distance.

The odometer reading on the instrument panel jumped.

It is 370 kilometers away from the Alpha Bio-industrial Park.

The wind whipped up the snowflakes from the wasteland and pelted them against the glass, making a soft, crackling sound.

Li Su moved the stone painting that the little girl had given her closer to the edge of the dial.

The crooked tiger pattern glowed with a warm yellow light under the car headlights.

She pressed her foot down on the accelerator a little further.

The roar of the engine suddenly increased in volume.

The jeep, like a silent steel beast, tore through the night and sped northward.

The chairman's office on the top floor of the Alpha Bio-Industry Park.

Lin Zhenghong stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his fingertips holding a crystal goblet, the amber-colored whiskey inside rippled with tiny waves.

He had just received a report from Zhao Wei that the patrol teams around the park were all in place, the mental suppression device on the third underground floor was operating normally, and all the test subjects had been transferred to the safe cabin on the fourth underground floor.

Everything is proceeding according to his plan.

Lin Zhenghong swirled his wine glass and took a sip.

The cool liquid slid down my throat, carrying a burning warmth.

He really enjoys the feeling of having everything under control.

Just like three years ago, when he made the decision to launch "Project Dawn," everyone opposed using babies for experiments, saying the risks were too great.

The results of it?

The clinical data of "Shuguang No. 1" far exceeded expectations. Huike Biotechnology made billions of yuan from this project, and its founder was engraved in the Hall of Fame of Beiyuan Biotechnology.

Those babies treated as consumables, those miners who died on the lab bench, those families crushed.

Compared to the enormous profits, it's utterly insignificant.