Chapter 64: The Sun Bears Her Name!

Misfortunes never come singly.

Gu Corporation’s stocks plummeted.

Xu Corporation, along with several highly influential tycoons, relentlessly besieged them, tearing them apart.

Gu Mingren was exhausted trying to cope, begging for help from everyone he could, but this time, no one came to his aid.

Rumors of Gu Corporation’s impending delisting and liquidation spread like wildfire.

Seeing the news, Gu Man was overjoyed.

Revenge had been served.

“Mom, have some soup dumplings. Aunt Zhang made them specially—the filling is from grass-fed pork, exceptionally fresh and delicious, just the way you like it.”

She tenderly fed her mother, as patient as a mother tending to a child.

Xu Mengyu obediently ate while absentmindedly stroking the cat in her lap.

Her eyes gradually regained their light, showing responses to the outside world.

In the past few days, she had moments of clarity where she faced her pain head-on, leading to emotional breakdowns and suicide attempts.

But every time, the melody from her bracelet played, and the mimic cat meowed at her, miraculously calming her down.

Now, she no longer lost control or attempted suicide.

She even began taking an interest in things.

Like painting.

The tabby cat would bring over sheets of drawing paper, and together, woman and cat would start playing with colors, becoming engrossed in art.

“Miss Gu, this cat is truly remarkable. I’ve never seen a cat so intelligent,” Aunt Zhang marveled.

Ever since her daughter’s injuries were assessed, the abusive man was prosecuted and imprisoned, and her granddaughter was placed in the best possible school, the burdens that once weighed on her had been lifted. She felt nothing but gratitude toward Gu Man.

Coupled with her sympathy for Xu Mengyu, she took exceptional care of her.

“This cat is special. Let it stay with my mother—don’t interfere. I’ll be heading out to take care of some things. Call me immediately if anything happens.”

Aunt Zhang nodded quickly.

“Miss Gu, don’t worry and go about your work.”

Gu Man left the house.

The winter clothing supplier called—300,000 sets of winter clothing were ready for inspection.

Coincidentally, several bedding manufacturers also reached out, informing her that the quilts were finished.

She decided to inspect everything at once.

At the warehouse, she randomly checked a few sets of winter clothing. The quality was indeed outstanding—stylish, soft, fluffy, and exceptionally warm.

The quilts were just as impressive—thick, breathable, and incredibly soft against the skin.

Satisfied, she settled the payment.

Two hundred million was spent.

But compared to her current assets, it was just a drop in the ocean.

She sent a message to Song Lufeng.

“The winter clothing and quilts are ready—over 300,000 sets each. Find a place to store them.”

“By the way, do you have enough drinking water? I can send over more!”

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At the base.

An artificial sun rose into the sky.

It was named after Gu Man.

As it illuminated the entire base, the people erupted into cheers.

They felt its endless warmth, its unwavering light.

Light gave people courage.

It gave them the fearless resolve to fight against the apocalypse.

“It’s shining! Our base finally has light!”

“This light is so warm, so bright!”

“It’s called Savior Gu Man! She is our sun!”

Yu Fei, shackled with special restraints and wearing a helmet that blocked all signals, stood beside Song Lufeng, watching the sun rise. His eyes were filled with shock.

“An artificial sun… The Savior has given you all so much.”

In this despairing world, where people dwelled in darkness, their longing for light was immeasurable.

“City Lord, I think I finally understand why the Savior chose you.”

“You don’t need to be so wary of me. I may have committed countless atrocities, but at my core, I am still an evolved ability user.”

He paused.

“The only S-class evolutionary scientist in this base.”

Song Lufeng shot him a cold glance.

“You’re trying to negotiate?”

Yu Fei immediately shook his head.

“No, no, no, you misunderstand, City Lord. That’s not my intention.”

“I’m simply saying—whether it’s you or the Savior, you may both need my help. And I am very willing to serve you.”

Song Lufeng didn’t believe him in the slightest and held no goodwill toward him.

The inhumane experiments Yu Fei conducted were beyond forgiveness.

That he hadn’t executed him on the spot was already an act of extreme restraint.

As Yu Fei had said—they needed him.

An S-class evolutionary scientist was one of a kind.

His crimes were countless, but when it came to evolution, he had ventured far beyond anyone else.

“You plan to betray your former master?”

Yu Fei denied it.

“I have no master. My relationship with Zhan Bai was purely cooperative.”

“He let me conduct my research, and I was curious to see if he could carve a path to transcendence and lead more people forward.”

“But he failed.”

“Yet you and the Savior… you have a real chance.”

“You are the only known 3S-level ability user—and the Savior… all signs indicate that she, too, is likely a 3S-level ability user.”

“A 3S-level ability user in the Golden Age—don’t you find that fascinating?”

“She has the potential to become a true god!”

In an instant, killing intent surged from Song Lufeng.

With a mere gesture, he lifted Yu Fei into the air as if grasping an invisible force.

“If you dare entertain even a single impure thought about her—you die.”

Yu Fei’s face turned purple as he waved his hands frantically.

Song Lufeng released him, and he collapsed, coughing violently.

But instead of fear, his eyes burned with fanaticism.

“3S-level abilities… even just a glimpse of them is this powerful!”

“City Lord, rest assured. I have no personal agenda—I have only one goal.”

“I want to create a god!”

“Whether it’s you or the Savior!”

“I suspect that when the Savior fully awakens her abilities, she will require my expertise!”

Song Lufeng studied him for a moment, then waved a hand, signaling for the guards to take him away.

The research Yu Fei had handed over—Song Lufeng had reviewed it.

The methodology was correct.

The research was deep.

His system for classifying, training, and advancing ability users was incredibly thorough.

If they followed his methods, the overall power level of the base’s ability users would rise significantly.

But creating a god?

Either him, or the Savior?

He would never let the Savior take such a risk.

As he pondered, a message from Gu Man arrived.

His cold expression softened unconsciously as he asked first,

“How is your mother? Is she doing better?”