Wen Shifei watched the desperate fire in his eyes, watched his hands tremble slightly as he gripped the gun handle (a longing for unknown power, an instinctive reaction to the dangers ahead). All hesitation and fear seemed to be ignited and burned away by the flames. The unwilling look in her brother Wen Shiyu's eyes before his death resurfaced. She nodded vigorously, her voice filled with the determination of a desperate struggle: "Okay! Let's go find the 'Seven-Pointed Star'! Starting from... the lower city! It's a forgotten corner, and it's also the place where the spark of resistance is most likely to be born!"
"I will use the limited external resources of the chaebol that I still have access to, and secretly investigate any clues related to the 'Seven-pointed Star' and 'Genetic Abnormality'." Lu Chensheng added, but a layer of haze hung between his brows.
Wen Shifei immediately caught on to his worries: "Your father... Lu Qiming? He controls the core database of 'Chuangsheng Technology'. If we make a big move..."
Lu Cheneng was silent for a moment. The shadow of the abandoned barracks fell across half his face, making his handsome, cold features appear even more profound and unfathomable. His father, Lu Qiming, a man as cold and ruthless as a precision machine, wielded absolute power capable of crushing any resistance. If the secret of his awakening were revealed... he dreaded the consequences. But retreating would mean eternal slavery, and Wen Shifei would also be doomed.
"I'll dance on the edge of a knife." Lu Chen's voice was low and dangerous, tinged with a desperate calm. "Before he discovers us, we must find enough 'stars', enough power to break the rules!" He stood up, walked to the dilapidated window of the barracks, and cast his gaze into the distance. On the horizon, the "Sky Dome Tower," a symbol of the chaebol's supreme power, reflected a cold metallic luster in the setting sun, like a scepter piercing the earth. Night was slowly swallowing up the last rays of light, dyeing the wilderness and ruins a deep, inky blue.
"Wen Shifei." He called softly without turning back.
"Hmm?" Wen Shifei packed up the analyzer and chip, walked over to him, and stood shoulder to shoulder with him. She could feel his body tense like a bowstring, emitting a sense of oppression that was about to hit.
"The storm is coming." Lu Chen's voice seemed to blend into the rising night wind. "It belongs to our 'Bloody Dawn'."
As soon as he finished speaking——
"call out--!"
A sharp whistle, so sharp that it could tear the eardrums, suddenly broke through the silent night sky without any warning!
Immediately afterwards, there was a deafening explosion!
Boom!!!
Less than thirty meters from the barracks where they were hiding, an abandoned watchtower collapsed, as if struck by an invisible hammer, amidst blinding flames and billowing smoke! A scorching blast of air, carrying rubble and metal fragments, hurled itself in all directions like a deadly rainstorm!
"Enemy attack!" Lu Chen's reaction was incredibly fast. In the instant the explosion flashed, he had already thrown Wen Shifei to the ground, shielding her with his broad back! Gravel and hot metal shards clattered against his activated micro-energy shield, creating ripples!
"It's the 'Scavengers'! Lu Qiming's minions! How did they find this place?!" Wen Shifei screamed from beneath Lu Chenshang, her voice hoarse from shock and the smoke and dust. Through the gaps between Lu Chenshang's shoulders, she saw several scarlet scanning beams like demonic tentacles, piercing through the dense smoke and accurately locking onto the barracks they were in! The low roar of the engines approached from afar, like the knell of death!
The omen of the bloody dawn has arrived in the most cruel and direct way! It is no longer a metaphor, but a real death chase!
The last trace of warmth in Lu Chen's eyes completely froze, replaced by the chilling, absolute coldness and murderous intent of a "cold-blooded successor." His arm muscles tensed, and his energy pulse pistol instantly charged to its limit, emitting a faint blue hum.
"It seems that our 'star-seeking' journey," he lowered his head and whispered something as cold as iron in Wen Shifei's ear, but his breath was as hot as fire, "must first begin by fighting our way out of this 'bloody dawn'!"
Outside the barracks, the sound of heavy armored tracks grinding gravel drew closer, like the beat of a death drum. Several small, armored assault platforms (Scorpion Crawlers), adorned with the scarlet eagle emblem of the chaebol "Chuangsheng Technology" and shaped like ferocious mechanical scorpions, tore through the night and smoke. Their crimson compound eyes locked onto their targets, and the rotating energy cannons on their shoulders emitted a whirring sound as they charged, their muzzles blazing with a destructive light.
A cold electronic synthesized voice echoed through the loudspeaker, echoing emotionlessly throughout the ruins:
"Target confirmed: Defector V-07, high-risk mutant. Execute Prime Directive: Eliminate."
Death is imminent. The only bargaining chips in their hands are the mystery of the "Seven-Pointed Star" that has just glimpsed a glimmer of hope, and the heartbeats that hold each other tightly, unwilling to give in.
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