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In the laboratory of the Central Hospital in Qingzhou, Miho was analyzing a mysterious blood sample. Under the microscope, the dark red liquid exhibited unusual activity, and the structure of the blood cells was unlike that of ordinary humans.
Incredible, she thought, raising her head. These cells have retained their vitality after twenty years. And look at this—
She adjusted the magnification of the microscope. At a higher magnification, strange patterns appeared on the surface of the blood cells, resembling some ancient symbols.
"This isn't spontaneous," Zhou Jing said. "They must have altered it somehow."
"No," Miho's voice trembled slightly. "These patterns are innate. I've seen similar records at my base on Mount Fuji; some people's blood naturally carries these traits. The military is searching for such individuals."
Just then, the lights in the laboratory flickered. Under the microscope, the blood cells began to move violently, emitting a faint glow.
"The moon," Jiang Zhendong said, looking out the window. "Tonight is a waxing crescent moon."
I walked to the window. Moonlight streamed through the clouds, and the glow of the blood sample intensified. Strangely, I felt my own blood stirring as if resonating with something.
Is this what Nakamura referred to as that power? I murmured to myself.
Suddenly, an alarm blared. The entire building plunged into darkness, with only emergency lights still functioning.
This is bad! Miho rushed toward the safe. "The blood sample!"
It was too late. The safe door had been opened by someone, and it was empty inside. By the open window stood a figure wearing a bronze mask, preparing to leave.
"Stop!" I drew my gun.
The figure turned around, and moonlight illuminated the symbols on the mask. Those symbols matched exactly with the patterns in the blood!
"Don't shoot," the person said, surprisingly youthful. "I'm here to help you."
"Who are you?"
He removed his mask. The face stunned everyone—a young man in his twenties who bore a striking resemblance to me!
"My name is Kong Yang," he said. "I am your half-brother."
The room fell into silence. I stared at this unexpected brother, my mind racing. My father had another son? How could this be possible?
"Don't doubt it," he seemed to sense my confusion. "I am a product of their experiments. Twenty years ago, they used your father's blood and a female test subject to create me."
"You’re lying!" I raised my gun.
"Don't believe me?" He revealed his wrist, where a numbered tattoo was visible: "I am that perfect specimen—the divine bloodline spoken of by Nakamura. For twenty years, I was kept in an underground laboratory. It was only after the Siberian incident that I managed to escape."
"Why are you only appearing now?"
They were about to start a new plan. He collected the blood sample into a specially designed container, preparing for a sacrifice larger than anything in Siberia on the next full moon. This time, the offerings would be all those who carried special bloodlines.
"Who are they?" I asked.
"Return to Changling Village," he said, "all the answers are there. But," he glanced at the sky, "let's not go tonight. The power of the moon will awaken certain things."
With that, he donned his mask and leaped out of the window. I rushed to the edge, only catching a glimpse of his figure disappearing into the moonlight.
"Should we chase him?" Jiang Zhendong asked.
I shook my head. A feeling warned me that this mysterious brother was telling the truth. Moreover, he took the blood sample for another purpose.
"What did he mean by certain things?" Zhou Jing inquired.
Just then, a low growl echoed from a distance. The sound came from the direction of Changling Village and appeared particularly eerie under the moonlight.
Miho's expression turned grim. "They are awakening."
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