Chapter 938 - 936: Take a Chance, Turn a Bicycle into a Motorcycle

New Year’s Eve.

The night of the last day of the year. The last day of the year is called "Sui Chu," meaning the end of the old year, replaced by the new year.

Early in the morning, Candy, who had gotten up early, came downstairs and saw her brother sitting on a chair, looking at his phone and giggling.

Curious, Candy leaned over to take a look.

Oh wow, the WeChat group chat is filled with red envelope records!

"Bro."

Mo Jingchun, who had already noticed Candy, glanced up and calmly asked:

"What’s up."

"Hehe, add me to the group too! I’m super cute and great at chatting."

Mo Jingchun chuckled, "Today isn’t a day for daydreaming. This is the company’s work group. If you want to join, wait until you’re eighteen and an adult."

"Huh? That will take forever."

Mo Jingchun smiled silently, not revealing his true meaning to Candy.

Is joining the group key?

Not at all.

Getting into the group is impossible, like a deflated balloon.

So many red envelopes and her brother didn’t grab any, it made her hands itch, wanting to tap on the red envelopes.

"Bro, why don’t you grab the red envelopes?"

"If I grab them, it won’t be fun anymore."

Seemingly knowing what was on his mind, Mo Jingchun glanced around and then took out two red envelopes from his pocket.

In an instant, Candy’s eyes brightened.

"Here’s New Year’s money for you and Zero, one for each."

"Thanks, bro, you’re the best."

Candy, with a big smile, took the red envelopes without any intention of keeping Zero’s share to herself.

"Zero, here’s your New Year’s money."

Zero accepted the red envelope with a cheerful smile.

The next moment, Candy couldn’t wait to open her red envelope, turning her back to Mo Jingchun to count.

"Hiss—"

Candy looked at Zero in shock and whispered:

"There are 10 bills!"

Seeing Candy’s shocked expression, Zero grinned.

She had seen when the boss was stuffing the envelopes.

While Candy was happily giggling, Mo Jingchun flicked her forehead.

"Make some time today to send New Year’s Eve well wishes to the relatives. Got it?"

Rubbing her head, Candy pouted and said:

"Got it, have I missed a year?"

Feeling a little grumpy, Candy’s discontent vanished at the thought of returning home the day after tomorrow and receiving another wave of red envelopes.

As kids, Candy and Zero were adored wherever they went.

On New Year’s Eve, when Li Xuanyu brought out boxes of fireworks, Candy jumped for joy.

"Hahaha, sister-in-law, you really know me best."

Mo Jingchun, acting as labor moving fireworks, was too lazy to speak, not realizing who had been buying fireworks all these years.

After so many years, Candy never once praised him.

To put it simply, Mo Jingchun was jealous!

Whiz—

Along with a whiz, a firework shot into the sky, then exploded in a brilliant display of colors.

The fleeting nature of fireworks, this moment, is the very essence of fireworks.

Fireworks, the Spring Festival Gala, New Year’s Eve; for kids, these are the happiest times when they aren’t urged to go to sleep.

Happy times always pass quickly; the days of winter break slip away quietly in daily joy.

However, for the two hundred new test subjects in a certain underground base, days drag on endlessly.

Always feeling like the next moment might be their last, yet every day they are alive and well, with hearty meals every day.

On this New Year’s Day, the base even prepared dumplings for everyone.

It all seemed so unreal.

After all, from the moment they entered the prison, these people could no longer be considered "human."

Their basic rights had been stripped away.

Day by day passed, and everyone slowly adapted.

On the Lantern Festival, in the open plaza surrounded by lights as bright as daylight.

Two hundred people stood in neat rows in the plaza.

Human experimentation, everyone thought the mortality rate would be exceptionally high; even if they didn’t die, their bodies would develop various unpleasant symptoms.

However, the opposite was true. Although no record keeper openly mentioned it, everyone could personally feel their bodies getting stronger, becoming notably enhanced without any fitness training—becoming visibly stronger!

At this moment, a blinding light shone at the front of the plaza.

Under the glaring light, everyone squinted, unable to see the figure’s face clearly.

From the silhouette, it could only be surmised to be a man, roughly between fifty and sixty years old.

In the silent plaza, the man began to speak.

"No one has told you this, but I believe many of you have guessed."

"Don’t be afraid to hear this: the substances injected into you aren’t traditional medicine but are actually the Genetic Optimization Liquid, designed to break human limits and make you stronger."

"Of course, that is merely a part of the benefits of the Genetic Optimization Liquid. Besides breaking human limits, it also boosts your immune systems, reducing illness susceptibility from viruses and bacteria."

"There’s more to it, but I won’t list them all now."

After concluding, the man in the light paused to observe the suddenly-changing expressions of the prisoners with a slight smile.

"What are you afraid of? Afraid of hearing things you weren’t supposed to, or do you think that after hearing, you are doomed?"

"No, you won’t be! But surely you know that returning to society is impossible.

Yet! Here comes your opportunity to walk under the sun again! From tomorrow onwards, everyone will undergo training under military-style management, akin to training special forces."

Glancing at everyone, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

"Anyone unwilling to join can step back. I’m not one to insist."

A minute passed.

Three minutes passed.

The silence of the plaza was such that you could hear a pin drop, yet not a single prisoner stepped back.

Stepping back would be akin to meeting King Yama himself.

He spoke well of not demanding anyone.

But he could take your life!

The so-called training was apparent to everyone; it was likely to identify the new human limits.

As for returning to society, that wasn’t even considered.

And it wouldn’t be thought of now.

Because the person under the lights had divulged national secrets to them.

"Excellent!"

"Your reactions please me!"

"So now, let me share some good news: top performers in future physical assessments will have the chance to get out. Returning to society is unreal, but space, perhaps?"

Your updates might be a bit behind; let me put it this way — in the next decade, humanity will officially enter the space age!"

"Look at the big screen, this is our space division’s spaceship. I think after seeing this, there will be no doubt about the future space age!"