“Director, this is the formula for the Primary Nutrient Solution, and this is the formula for the Primary Repair Solution. Please arrange for production right away!” Mo Xiaobai dragged Director Zhang into the nearest laboratory, shut the door, and quickly handed him the documents.
Director Zhang looked down at the formulas in his hands and, unable to contain his excitement, gripped Mo Xiaobai’s hands tightly. “You’ve worked hard, Comrade Xiaobai. I’ll make the arrangements immediately. You can go around to other labs if you like—they all adore you here.”
“No need. I’ll go check in with Uncle Lin. I’ll come by again when I have time.”
After speaking, Mo Xiaobai cautiously cracked open the door to peek outside. No one was there—good! She slipped out quietly and ran off.
Outside, she spotted Luo Yifan waiting by the car and hurried toward him. “Get in—let’s go, quick!”
Luo Yifan watched the woman sprinting toward him as if fleeing from danger. The corners of his lips curved upward slightly before he suppressed the smile, opened the door, got in, and started the car.
Mo Xiaobai, still shaken from escaping the “mad scientists,” didn’t notice that fleeting smile of his.
“Where to?” Luo Yifan asked as he glanced at her.
“Let’s go see Uncle Lin! I want to check how the construction of the Safe Zones is coming along—see if there’s anything I can help with.”
“Alright.”
“Xiaofan, Xiaobai, you’re here! Sit, sit! Are you well rested now? Should I have the doctor check your condition again?” Lin Yushan greeted them with a warm smile, personally pouring tea for both before turning to Mo Xiaobai with concern.
“Hello, Uncle Lin. I’m all rested now. I was just overexerted before, used too much of my ability, but after a good sleep, I’m fine.” Mo Xiaobai stood respectfully to take the tea.
“I just came from the Research Institute. I’ve handed over the formulas for the Primary Nutrient Solution and the Primary Repair Solution to Director Zhang—they should be starting production soon.”
“Good, good work, Xiaobai. I know you’ve been worried about the Safe Zones. Come, let me show you our latest construction plans.”
He led them into a nearby conference room.
Inside, the large screen displayed six large-scale Safe Zone construction models. Around each one stood teams of specialists making adjustments, while numerous architectural experts debated intensely over various details.
“Take a look, Xiaobai,” Lin Yushan said. “These models were built according to the blueprints you provided. The sites for all the bases have already been decided, and personnel have been assigned to begin initial setups. Once we finish final data verification, the experts will depart for their designated zones to oversee construction.”
Without interrupting the others, Lin continued explaining softly as he guided them around.
“According to the experts’ projections, completion will take at least until mid-June—and that’s already the fastest possible schedule, assuming no constraints on manpower or resources.”
His tone carried a trace of worry. After all, these were only optimistic estimates. Unforeseen issues—like weather—could cause delays. If the apocalypse came too soon, there might not be enough time.
“It should be fine,” Mo Xiaobai replied confidently. “Now that the Primary Genetic Potion is complete, we can distribute it nationwide. As long as we manage the ability-users carefully, once people with abilities suited for construction appear, they can immediately join the Safe Zone projects. With the help of ability-users, completion time should actually be shorter. Oh, and the experts should take the potion first—otherwise their bodies might not withstand such intensive work.”
When it came to infrastructure, Mo Xiaobai was never worried. After all, Huaguo’s construction crews were famous for creating miracles—and now they’d have superpowers to help!
“Hahaha! You’re absolutely right,” Lin Yushan laughed heartily. “In fact, the first batch of the Primary Genetic Potion should be ready this afternoon—10,000 vials in total. We plan to distribute them to the military first. The experts can wait for the next batch. Once mass production starts, it’ll move fast. The central base will also receive a limited supply.”
With the Safe Zone issue settled, Lin Yushan was delighted. Hmm, he thought, I’ve been too rigid in my thinking. I didn’t factor in the ability-users. Some of the upcoming work can be adjusted. I’ll need to report to the Commander later—arrangements for the high-ranking officials to take the potion should begin, and related research projects should be initiated too.
Speaking of the potion, Lin glanced at Luo Yifan.
“Yifan, your team should be in the first batch of recipients. You’ll need to adapt to your new abilities quickly. That way, you can better protect Xiaobai. The military’s also setting up an Ability Training Camp—you and your team might need to lead alongside her.”
“Yes, Uncle Lin.” Luo Yifan nodded, then turned to look at Mo Xiaobai. It seemed to him that ever since she woke up, she had become stronger. Did her ability advance?
His guess wasn’t wrong. During the child rescue mission, Mo Xiaobai had exhausted her powers completely, then replenished them, then exhausted them again—pushing her potential to the limit. As a result, her mutated wood-type ability had advanced to the next level.
Her companion spirit, Little Ying, was still in deep sleep.
Little Ying had worked itself to exhaustion during the rescue. Still in its infancy, it had sacrificed nearly all its energy to help its master. When Mo Xiaobai ran out of energy for the second time, the plants surrounding the pit still lacked the strength to close the final gap. Seeing the mission about to fail, Little Ying poured all of its remaining power into her, then fell unconscious.
It could have been seriously damaged, but during Mo Xiaobai’s advancement, the overflow of energy also repaired Little Ying’s essence, even strengthening it further. A blessing in disguise—good deeds rewarded in kind.
As for Luo Yifan’s probing gaze, Mo Xiaobai didn’t pay it much attention.
Still, this experience had taught her a lesson.
Ever since obtaining the system and awakening her powers, everything had changed too fast.
Without even understanding her limits, she had rushed to use her powers to save people—nearly causing irreversible consequences.
Recently, everything had gone too smoothly. Praise and expectations surrounded her, and it had made her a bit too confident, even arrogant. She had overestimated herself.
Training was now a top priority.
After discussing further with Lin Yushan, she met with the Commander, joined him for lunch, and talked over some upcoming plans. Later, she and Luo Yifan headed to the nearest military district. By the time they arrived, the first batch of the Genetic Potion was about to be delivered.
At the military base, after a brief discussion with the officers, they received word that the recipients of the first batch were already assembled and ready. The Primary Genetic Potion had arrived.
Huaguo had ten military districts in total. Each received 1,000 vials from the first batch. Production would soon scale up—after the military and central departments, the police and fire services would also receive it. Nationwide distribution was expected to begin after June 5.
Now, standing on the parade ground before a thousand upright soldiers, Mo Xiaobai felt her chest swell with pride.
These are our heroes, she thought. Because of them, we live in peace—and soon, they’ll stand at the frontlines once again.
As the potions were administered, bursts of extraordinary phenomena began appearing across the field.
To her amazement, aside from the occasional gasp of excitement when an ability awakened, not one soldier uttered a cry of pain. Even as their bodies trembled, drenched in sweat and streaked with blood, their eyes remained firm—filled with anticipation for the awakening of their powers, for a stronger version of themselves, for the chance to defend their beloved homeland.
It was precisely this spirit that gave Huaguo its strength. And it was this spirit that gave Mo Xiaobai the courage to make everything public.
Suddenly, a violent surge of lightning erupted across the field. Soldiers nearby were forced to retreat quickly to avoid being caught in it.
It was Luo Yifan.
He had awakened a mutated lightning ability—the most destructive of all attack-based powers. The electricity around him crackled purple-black, its force unmistakably terrifying.
Moments later, Luo Yifan opened his eyes. The arcs of electricity faded and flowed back into his body. Even so, the soldiers kept their distance—no one knew when this “walking thunderstorm” might accidentally discharge again.
“How does it feel?” Mo Xiaobai asked with a smile.