"Grandma, it seems our little darlings have run into some trouble these days."

At the Jinghai Welfare Institute, the little girl stroked the white-furred puppy in her arms, then wrinkled her delicate little nose.

"Hmm! I've already heard about it. A couple days ago, someone from the government sent a notice saying they were going to address the stray dog issue in the area. This time, it seems to be causing quite a stir."

At this moment, the kindly old director was pretending to nap on a slightly worn rocking chair in the yard.

Among the creaking sounds of the chair, her clouded old eyes slightly narrowed.

For some reason, aside from an old Peony-brand color TV, there wasn't any modern electronic equipment like computers or phones in the orphanage.

And they had grown accustomed to receiving news from the outside world through somewhat outdated channels like newspapers.

"Hmph! Always causing trouble for us. It's just a couple bites on a few cubs, blowing things out of proportion." The little girl pouted.

"No matter, let them be. They'll probably quiet down in a couple days.

For now... let's call them back. Although the threat isn't great, if someone notices the Listener's anomaly, handling it might get cumbersome..."

"Yes, Grandma."

The old director's eyes subtly shifted, gazing toward the small building.

"How are our experimental subjects doing the past few days?"

"Hmm... The physical rejection is quite strong, but the mental resistance is extremely weak. Indeed, humans who are dissatisfied with their current situation are the easiest to control.

I estimate that soon, he'll be ready to be sent out on a mission."

"Good! Although he's a defective product, he's quite useful for handling matters we prefer not to be publicly involved in."

"Exactly! Like that old witch who's always skimming off the donations, even stealing candy from little girls!

Grandma, let's get rid of her first!"

The little girl clenched her cute little canines, a cold smile curling at her lips.

The old director lightly shook her head. "Don't create unnecessary complications. The Black Cross Society is still an official organization, filled with those of high status.

The death of an ordinary person might not mean much, but this kind of person dying would surely cause the police to stir things up.

Pests within the human race like this are not a threat to us and might even be a help.

Currently, our most important task is to stay hidden. Anything potentially attracting the attention of human society is strictly prohibited."

"Oh~ understood... I just couldn't help feeling annoyed." The little girl said, pouting.

The old director suddenly opened her eyes, her clouded pupils looking at the little girl.

"Those supplies are luxuries to us. What bothers you is them skimming off your snacks, isn't it?"

"Haha, Grandma's seen through me!"

"Craving food is just a primitive survival instinct of lower life forms. Taste buds merely transmit chemical stimuli to the nerves.

Getting caught up in this instinct born from chemical stimuli is indeed a reaction typical of lower organisms..."

"But... they really are tasty..."

The little girl mumbled, seeing the old director slightly frowning, quickly sticking out her tongue and hugging her puppy.

"Grandma, I'm going out to play."

Watching the little girl's departing back, the old director remained silent for a while.

The Divine Race has a certain adaptability to their environment; however, in a new living environment like Earth, faced with a new species like humans, it's not possible to freely choose individuals to parasitize.

The more developed the brain of a life form, the lower the success rate and poorer the effect of parasitism, unable to fully utilize the Divine Race's series of racial advantages.

Therefore, in her eyes, assassins are equivalent to defective products.

Only humans raised from a young age, undergoing long-term fusion and mental assimilation, can access a series of Divine Race's racial abilities, like faster neural responses, enhanced hearing, improved intelligence...

The perfect blend of human and Divine Race species advantages, retaining advanced hearing and vision, balancing various biological traits, and outwardly appearing almost indistinguishable from humans...

The little girl was by far her most satisfying creation.

Compared to her, even Chao Shu, whom she was relatively satisfied with, belonged to outdated parasitic technology.

Yet today, the girl was willing to resort to senseless killing over food cravings.

Sensibility and impulsiveness are entirely typical low-level human reactions...

Truly, the fusion process inevitably introduced some mental pollution?

Seems my creation...

is still not perfect...

Shaking her head, the rocking chair creaked again as the old director closed her eyes once more.

Never mind, at the end of it all, everything related to this civilization will ultimately return to zero...

...

Two days later, in the morning.

Ning Shisan looked at today's task list with a complex feeling.

His intuition taught him that the destination marked was a dangerous lair, a place which he might never return from once entered.

However...

"Is your promise still good?"

He picked up his phone and sent a message.

Soon, a reply came from the other side of the communication...

[My promise, eternally valid.]

"Xiao Yue, you can really stand up, right?"

[Of course, you've been secretly studying the technical blueprints I gave you for almost half a month now?

You are after all a technical-type soldier, aren't you certain about this more than anyone else?]

"Hmm... If anything happens to me..."

[Your wife and children I will raise, so worry not.]

Ning Shisan: "..."

[Rest assured, the organization has invested a significant amount of resources for today's action, using nothing less than black technology for the simulation setup, ensuring a foolproof plan.

Considering I haven't asked you to get insurance, you should feel absolutely confident about your personal safety.]

Hmm... Not asking me to get insurance, so my safety is assured?

This logic... thinking in another direction doesn't seem wrong either.

After all, worry about being sent to die while you pocket the insurance money...

"It's not that I'm worried about my safety. You should already know, even if I survive today, my days are numbered."

A long pause from the other side...

[Hmm! Excellent, maintain this fearless mentality.

If you heroically sacrifice yourself, humanity will not forget your brave sacrifice.]

"Humanity?"

Ning Shisan noticed something peculiar in the choice of words from the other side and finally couldn't resist asking.

"In the end, it's just a matter of life and death between people. Isn't your enemy also human?"

However, this question only yielded prolonged silence from the other side.

Ning Shisan: "..."

After agonizing for a long time, he finally typed a line of words and sent it.

"Even if the details of the plan can't be disclosed, at least satisfy a dying man's curiosity a bit?

The ones you're up against... or rather the things, what exactly are they?

Those strange abilities, aren't something ordinary humans could possess, right?

If I can't know this answer, I'm afraid I'll die restless, one night finding you via the internet line for a chat."

[Hey hey! Such threats are a bit much, huh.

Moreover, since when was I not answering? Rather, it's you who was afraid of knowing the secret and being silenced, never daring to ask?]

"Uh..."

Ning Shisan found himself speechless; seems it was indeed like that.

Even the scriptures hidden in the Buddha head last time, they had graciously allowed him to see, yet he hesitated out of fear of his curiosity leading to his demise and dared not open it...

"Ahem! Given I'm near death, my mindset shifted, hope you forgive me, big shot."

[Hmph! That's more like it, since you genuinely asked... that's right! The truth is exactly what you think.

They... are not human.]

Even though he was somewhat prepared, Ning Shisan's heart couldn't help but leap.

"Gulp~" he swallowed hard.

"So the talk about saving the world with me, was not a joke?"

[I tend to speak clearly, why do you all think I sound like someone who jokes... sigh!]

Faced with a struggle, Ning Shisan, after complex inner turmoil, finally exhaled deeply.

"Alright, in My First Half of Life, I made many mistakes. If I can use this sorry life to do something meaningful at the last moment, it wouldn't be in vain."

[Of course, once everything is revealed, history will give you a fair assessment.]

"Fair assessment? The kind that gets into history textbooks?" Ning Shisan couldn't help but mock himself.

[Hmm... Whether it gets into textbooks, I can't promise that.

But given what you've been tasked by the organization, you're bound for either a hero's grave or a military court.]

Ning Shisan: "..."

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