Huo Ning wandered aimlessly through the garden at night, her small frame illuminated by the soft glow of the moon.
The night was peaceful, a stark contrast to the storm of thoughts swirling in her mind.
She wrapped her arms around herself as if trying to hold her doubts and insecurities at bay.
It had been weeks since she had started working at Boss Su's base, and no matter how hard she tried, she felt like a failure.
Her mind drifted back to her time at the institute—the cold, sterile halls, the needles, the injections, and the countless experiments.
Each day, they pumped strange liquids into her body, hoping she would awaken some kind of power, something useful in the harsh world of the apocalypse.
But nothing had come of it.
No abilities, no strength.
She was as powerless as ever, a failure in the eyes of the institute and, more painfully, in her own eyes.
