Reborn, Lin Wan thought the blood on her hands belonged to her enemies, and the skin she tore was theirs. She stepped over Su Weiwei's “corpse” to become a Best Actress, honed herself into a weapon amid battles with powerful investors, and even inspired Gu Yanshen, the man who had declared, “I will take charge of hell,” to set the world ablaze for her. Until that carefully staged explosion blasted her into the deepest part of a laboratory.
The smoke had yet to clear; the freezing mist pierced her to the bone.
Gu Yanshen carried her badly wounded, bloodstained body and smashed through a twisted alloy door.
Harsh light pierced the underworld gloom of the cold-storage room.
Two rows of upright metal coffins stood there, pale, human-shaped figures suspended in blue fluid.
And in an abandoned pod closest to the entrance, a frozen face almost identical to hers stared silently through the frost-covered window at her unconscious self...
Etched into the side of the pod was an identifier, like a curse dipped in poison:
**[Specimen K-019 - LIN WAN]**
(Specimen K-019 - Lin Wan)
“Key embryo...” Shen Yu's whisper of shock was an icicle piercing her soul.
So the heart-rending “rebirth” she had endured was the brand of drug-induced changes burning into her marrow;
The “rebirth” she had prided herself on was genetic code replicated in a laboratory;
The summit she had burned everything to reach was nothing more than the perfect vessel selected by the “New World” for the “Pandora's Box”...
Gu Yanshen's bloodied fingertip brushed her cold lips, but his gaze remained fixed on the copied face inside the pod.
The black-and-gold phoenix he had placed on her with his own hands
