Data Heartbeat: Out-of-Control Code of the Cold-Blooded Heir

In "Skyreach City", a futuristic metropolis ruled by four major financial magnates, Lu Chenshen, a cold-blooded heir to one of the magnates, is implanted with the "Scarlet Code" by ...

Chapter 50: Rebirth from the Ruins

On dozens of monitors, the originally chaotic and endangered life curves seemed to be smoothed by an invisible hand, gradually returning to a stable and healthy green zone!

The painful groans and coughs were replaced by the steady breathing sounds that represented the revival of life!

"Success...success?!" Dr. Qin stared at the large green indicators on the console, watching as the vital signs of the patients in the medical cabin gradually stabilized. His bloodshot eyes widened, and his body trembled violently with immense ecstasy and disbelief. Tears instantly blurred his lenses. "The plague...has been eliminated! They...are saved!"

Li Shuo leaned his huge body against the cold wall and took a long, long breath. His nerves, which had been tense to the extreme, finally relaxed, and a complex smile appeared on his face, a mixture of fatigue, fear and great relief.

"The vital signs of target number one are stable! The fluctuations of consciousness have returned to normal! The signal from the pollution source... has completely disappeared!" The technician excitedly reported the situation of the landing entropy.

Wen Shifei's medical hatch slowly opened. She struggled to sit up, and her first glance was towards Lu Chencheng's medical hatch next to her.

The hatch was also slowly opening.

Lu Chensheng slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes no longer held a cold metallic luster, no longer tinged with painful struggle. They were like a sky washed clean by a rainstorm, clear and deep, carrying a long-lost, human fatigue and a lost, now-recovered, immense warmth. He slowly turned his head, his gaze traversing the crowd, accurately catching sight of Wen Shifei, who had just sat up.

Their eyes met.

No words needed.

The great relief of surviving the disaster, the deep bond after the fusion of souls, and the passionate love that penetrates life and death and is eternal, all surged in the silent gaze.

Wen Shifei's tears burst out instantly, but the brightest and most dazzling smile bloomed on her face.

The corners of Lu Chen's mouth moved upwards very slowly and with great difficulty, and finally, it turned into a warm and real smile that was filled with endless fatigue but immense relief.

dawn.

The first ray of golden sunlight finally pierced through the thick radiation clouds that had shrouded the lower city for a long time, like countless sharp swords, tearing cracks in the lead-gray sky.

The sunlight fell on the towering watchtower of the "Firefly" community center, on the cleaned streets, and on the people who had just experienced the baptism of the plague and were now supporting each other as they walked out of the medical area, greedily breathing in the fresh air.

The square in front of the community center was packed with people. Having experienced despair, everyone's face now wore an indescribable complex expression—exhaustion, sadness, gratitude for having survived, and a faint but incomparably tenacious hope that stubbornly grew out of the ruins.

Li Shuo stood on a makeshift platform, his massive frame bathed in the golden morning light. He no longer roared as he used to, his voice deep and powerful, reaching everyone's ears clearly:

“…The haze of the plague has dissipated!”

The crowd erupted in suppressed, choked cheers and applause.

"...This victory belongs to everyone who persevered in the darkness! It belongs to every soul that never gave up hope!"

Dr. Qin stood beside Li Shuo, his gray hair fluttering slightly in the morning breeze. His eyes swept over the recovered children in the audience and the relatives hugging and crying, and a relieved smile appeared on his tired face.

"...and the light of hope that will guide us out of the darkness and bring us the final antidote..." Li Shuo's voice rose slightly, his gaze cast towards the back of the crowd, "comes from our companions! Wen Shifei! Lu Cheneng! And... Yun Zhan, who sacrificed his life to buy us the last bit of time!"

Everyone's attention was instantly focused on the back of the square.

Wen Shifei and Lu Chenheng stood there, supporting each other. Lu Chenheng's face was still pale and his body was weak, needing Wen Shifei's support, but he stood straight, his spine as straight as a pine tree. Wen Shifei snuggled up to him, a warm and peaceful smile on her face. Their hands were tightly clasped together, fingers intertwined.

The sun shone on them, gilding them with a warm golden edge. After experiencing the deepest darkness, the cruelest choices, and the most heartbreaking sacrifices, they finally stood above the ruins and bathed in the true dawn.

There were no flowery words, no boisterous celebrations. There were only silent gazes, tears of gratitude, and the renewed hope for the future in the eyes of those who survived the disaster.

A new life has arrived on the ruins.

Li Shuo's gaze swept across weathered yet hopeful faces, past Lu Cheneng and Wen Shifei cuddling in the morning light, and finally toward the rising sun in the east, casting its golden light across the devastated land. He took a deep breath, the scent of fresh morning dew and the embers of ruins. With a surge of power coursing through his chest, he declared into the loudspeaker, to the entire reborn Lower City, a declaration that resounded like a bell through the heavens:

“From today on—!”

"This land no longer belongs to greedy tycoons! It no longer belongs to cold machines!"

"It belongs to us! It belongs to everyone who rebuilds their home with their own hands! It belongs to the unyielding soul! It belongs to - freedom!"

“Our era… has begun!!!”

"free--!"

"free--!!"

"free--!!!"

A roar like a tsunami erupted like a long-simmering volcano! The sound waves broke through the clouds, shaking every inch of the land that had suffered so much! Countless arms were raised high, pointing to the sky, pointing to the rising sun that symbolized infinite possibilities!

Above the ruins, hope spreads unstoppably like a spark that sets the whole field on fire in the golden morning light.