Sierra Sullivan and Jayce followed behind the crowd, the last to enter.
Upon entering the building, the first thing they saw was row after row of office desks.
The desks were piled ssily with docunts.
Sierra Sullivan quietly approached a desk and examined the docunts on top. They were filled with nothing but data.
All of it related to Superpowers.
But Sierra couldn’t quite decipher the annotations that followed.
Before she could take a closer look, soone tugged her arm.
"What are you still doing standing here? Hurry up and get inside. We’re about to begin."
Sierra was still puzzling over the cryptic annotations, so when she heard the person speak, she didn’t react right away. She subconsciously asked, "Begin what?"
"What do you an, ’begin what’?"
The speaker’s tone turned peculiar.
"You ca all this way. What else could we be starting? The Superpower awakening, of course!"
Hearing this, Sierra’s focus slowly returned. She took a closer look at the speaker.
It was another person in a white lab coat.
This one, however, was a woman.
She had short hair and was wearing a mask.
Although her face was mostly hidden, the skin around her eyes suggested she was in her thirties or forties.
Though they had never t, the woman’s eyes were filled with scrutiny and disgust as she looked at Sierra.
As a result, her voice was dripping with scorn.
If she weren’t focused on her mission here, Sierra would have already struck.
Taking a deep breath, Sierra suppressed her anger and looked away.
It was then she noticed that only ten people from their original group were left.
Jayce was gone, too.
She had only been distracted for a mont. Where had everyone gone?
Sierra imdiately looked at the woman beside her. "Where are the others?"
"What others?" the woman retorted irritably.
"The people we ca in with! Ten of them are gone!"
"They’ve gone to awaken their Superpowers! Don’t worry, once they’re done, it’ll be your turn."
As the woman spoke, that faint, mocking tone returned to her voice.
Sierra had tolerated her monts ago for the sake of the mission.
But now, with Jayce missing and the situation uncertain, she was done tolerating it.
Sierra shot out a hand and grabbed the woman by the throat.
"Don’t you know how to talk to people? If you don’t, you can just shut up forever!"
With Sierra’s hand around her throat, the woman’s feet gradually lifted off the ground.
She clawed at Sierra’s hand with both of her own, but it was useless.
Within seconds, her face flushed crimson and her eyes beca bloodshot. She looked as if she would pass out at any mont.
The others were too stunned by the sudden turn of events to react.
But seeing the woman on the verge of death, they all snapped back to reality.
"Wh-what are you doing?"
"Why are you choking her! What are you doing?"
"So what if you have to wait? There’s no need to get this angry!"
These words ca from the other survivors who had arrived with Sierra.
Even now, they hadn’t realized anything was amiss. They were still filled with excitent and hope, imagining they would soon beco Superpower Users.
The other figures in white lab coats, however, began to back away one by one upon seeing Sierra’s actions.
They weren’t idiots; they could tell Sierra Sullivan ant trouble.
One of them had just retreated to a doorway when the door behind him was suddenly burst open with great force.
The man in the white coat leaning against it was launched like a marble from a slingshot. He shot up, slamd into the ceiling, then crashed back to the floor, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Sierra looked toward the doorway and, just as she expected, saw Jayce standing there with a furious expression.
Seeing that Jayce was unhard, Sierra casually tossed the woman aside and hurried over to him.
"Jayce, what happened? Are you okay?"
Jayce shook his head. "I’m fine, but inside—"
"Inside?"
Sierra peered into the room behind Jayce. In the corner, she saw a pile of bodies that had been carelessly discarded, as if they hadn’t gotten around to disposing of them yet.
The way they died was horrific. It was as if they had been ruptured from the inside, their veins bulging.
The ghastly, bulging veins looked like hideous worms, unsettling to look at both viscerally and psychologically.
Judging by their clothing and the state of their skin, it was obvious they had lived in poor conditions.
They had clearly all been lured here with false promises.
They had believed the nonsense about easily becoming Superpower Users, and it had cost them their lives.
Though she didn’t know these people, the sight filled Sierra’s heart with rage.
The rage burned in her chest, threatening to explode.
Before Sierra or Jayce could act, the other survivors rushed over, looking displeased.
"What’s wrong with you two?"
"Maybe you don’t want to awaken a Superpower, but we do!"
"Exactly! What are you two doing, causing trouble like this!"
Sierra gave them a cold stare. "We’re causing trouble? Why don’t you co take a look for yourselves!"
"Look at what? What is there to see?"
Despite his words, the man still stepped into the room.
The next mont, he saw the bodies piled together.
"Ah!"
"Bodies!"
"Why are there so many bodies!"
Sierra sneered. "Why so many bodies, you ask? They were just like you—people who wanted to awaken a Superpower!"
"How... how could this be..."
The others crowded around to look. When they saw the bodies, the color drained from their faces.
A few of them even covered their mouths, as if they were about to be sick.
"I want to leave!"
"I want to get out of here!"
"I want to get out of here right now!"
Shouting, they turned and ran for the door.
Before they could reach it, the main door swung open from the outside.
The one leading the group was none other than Hugo Cheney.
With a swaggering, nonchalant air, Hugo Cheney eyed the group swarming at the door.
"Yelling and screaming. What’s all the commotion?"
"I heard soone was causing trouble. Was it you lot?"
"What do you take this place for? Think you can just co and go as you please?"
"Today, not a single one of you is leaving!"
Hugo Cheney was flanked by several others, all of them Superpower Users, and every one of them looked dangerous.
The survivors quickly fell back, retreating behind Sierra Sullivan and Jayce.
Hugo Cheney’s gaze followed, landing on Sierra Sullivan and Jayce.
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