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The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain New Technique
The men Andrew brought successfully installed the simulation equipment he needed to teach the students the techniques. With Master Alec's permission, the dojo had been neatly arranged, ready for the demonstration. If someone were to peek inside from the entrance, they’d see nothing but a seemingly ordinary, empty room. Master Alec and the students stood at the edge of the room, their faces full of curiosity and confusion, wondering what Andrew had installed that warranted such preparation. Andrew smiled confidently, stepping into the room. As his foot landed on the floor, a holographic interface lit up beneath him. A mechanical voice resonated through the room: [Training Simulation Activated] [Basic Level One Technique Initiated] The room’s bright lighting dimmed into an almost twilight hue. A hologram materialized, replicating Andrew’s figure. The hologram moved slowly, performing a set of precise movements akin to Tai Chi, each motion fluid yet powerful. Andrew mirrored the ho
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain I Can Fight too
Hannah and Clara stepped into the sparring area. Clara stretched her arms, as she felt confident as she eyed Hannah. Meanwhile, Hannah was nervous her hands trembled slightly, but she clenched her fists, trying to steady herself. Master Alec stood by the sidelines, watching with a neutral expression. Andrew remained calm, his arms were crossed, with a faint smile tugging at his lips. “You’ve got this, Hannah,” Andrew said, trying to motivate her. The sparring match began. Clara charged forward, she had had an aggressive speed. Her strikes were straightforward, aimed to overwhelm Hannah. At first, Hannah struggled to keep up, using basic blocks and counters to defend herself. Meanwhile, Clara landed a solid hit on Hannah’s shoulder, making her stagger back. “Come on, Hannah!” Clara taunted. “Is this all you’ve got?” Hannah gritted her teeth. Hannah steadied her stance, recalling the movements from the simulation. As Clara lunged again, Hannah sidestepped and countered with a sweepi
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Special Treat
"Sir, I didn't know he was the boss. Please forgive me; I promise I won't do this again," Jessica knelt down, holding Sean's leg as she apologized. The guards standing nearby were relieved they hadn't interfered; otherwise, they would have faced the same fate. "You still don't know who the boss is? I think you have brain damage." Sean removed his leg, staring at her. Jessica realized she was still belittling Andrew. She immediately turned to him and said, "I'm sorry, please, boss, don't fire me. I'll do anything; I can even warm your bed." Jessica was ready to give up her body and wasn't afraid to use that word in public. On hearing that, Hannah felt angered. Andrew, blushed and was shocked to hear that from her as she clung to his legs. Andrew was irritated as he squat down to speak to her, "So you want to tell me this is what you've been doing here? Using your body to gain favor from various people? To the extent that you even allow fake guests?" Andrew winked, indirectly statin
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Training
Andrew had finally arrived, parked in front of Hannah's house. He stepped out of the car and opened the door for her, wanting to be a gentleman. She had indeed had a wonderful day and felt a bit happy. "So, I hope your night was fun," Andrew smiled as he held her hands and bowed with one hand at his back. She held his hands but pretended she didn't enjoy the moment they shared. "Nope," she said, pushing away his hands as she exited the car. "Dates are meant to be personal, not public, and all the attention should be on just each other," Hannah indirectly referred to Andrew. Andrew licked his lips as she passed by him. This was exactly what Andrew had been trying to hear from her, and indirectly, it worked as he had planned. Hannah swung her handbag as she leaped forward, approaching her house. "Don't think that I would be carrying those things; if you want to be a gentleman, you have to do it properly," Hannah said without bothering to look back. Andrew smiled, knowing Han
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Tournament
Andrew was surprised; he couldn't believe his eyes. He never expected that Clara was part of their rival dojo, especially since he had already thought he had taught her almost everything about his new technique. "You bastard! We trusted you!" Hannah, who was there, was very angry. She clenched her fists, wanting to rush over to where Clara was and punch her in the face. Meanwhile, Clara acted as if nothing was happening. She smiled back at Hannah and Andrew while keeping her hands up, trying to signal Andrew to hold her back. He didn’t want Hannah to cause trouble that might get them disqualified. "It seems the Black Dragon dojo is really furious to see the Crimson members," the commentator said, staring at Clara from where he was positioned. "Oh! Now I get what's going on. The information reaching me tells me that Clara was previously in the Black Dragon dojo but is now in the Crimson dojo as their lead fighter." The commentator was surprised at the level of betrayal being shown t
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Hannah Wins The Tournament
The crowd roared as the second round commenced, and both fighters took their stances. Clara stood confidently, her smirk unshaken. Hannah, now more composed, took a deep breath, wiping sweat off her brow. "Ready to lose again, darling?" Clara teased, throwing a mocking kiss in Hannah’s direction. Hannah didn’t respond. She focused on her footwork, circling Clara cautiously. Hannah feigned a right hook, but Clara saw through it, shifting to the side and throwing a spinning back kick aimed at Hannah’s midsection. Hannah blocked it just in time with her forearm and countered with a quick jab to Clara’s shoulder, forcing her to retreat. "Good reflexes this time," Andrew muttered, nodding approvingly as he crossed his arms, leaning slightly on the edge of the ring. "She’s adjusting," Master Feng observed, stroking his beard. "If she can keep this up, she might just edge Clara out." Clara, growing tired of Hannah’s defensive tactics, lunged forward with a series of punches. One jab sli
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Calls For Celebration
It was a win day for their dojo, and Andrew was not going to let it go without a celebration. As usual, he decided to take them to another big-shot restaurant. "Today we will all celebrate again, and you all know the drill," Andrew smiled as he laughed with them in the locker room. They all placed their hands together. "Yeah! To Hannah!" they shouted, raising their hands in cheer.Andrew then raised an eyebrow at Hannah, who smiled in return. He wasn't going to let this day pass without telling her what was on his mind; he was going to let everything out. Andrew then told them, "Today, Hannah won't be following you guys. She will be having a more special treat as the proud winner of the tournament." Andrew smiled as he informed them. "Of course, she's the best among all of us!" None of them rejected the suggestion, but they didn't know the real reason for his actions. Hannah could tell, though, as she blushed and laughed, covering her mouth with her right hand. "You all should
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain A Ghost From The Past
Andrew and Hannah were in front of a twenty-story with the sign ‘Honeycomb Haven’ building as Andrew opened the door for Hannah. She stepped out of his car, and he took her by the arm as they walked toward the skyscraper.He handed the keys to the valet as they took them for parking.Hannah never expected Andrew to take her to a different restaurant from the last one, and this place looked even more expensive than the previous."Hmmm... I see you have quite the taste, but don't tell me that you own this place too," Hannah said to him, smiling. It was a common gesture of his to act as if he owned everything, and she had seen that happen more than ten times."Actually, I don't own this building, but I didn't say that would stay the same for long," Andrew laughed as he held her hands while the security guard opened the revolving door for them.Inside was a marvel that left anyone speechless, with a hall adorned in gold and marble floors.Andrew had made reservations for the place previou
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Test Protocol
Days had passed, and Hannah had refused to even look in Andrew's direction. She’d barely eaten, barely spoken.Taylor stood by the door. He cleared his throat. "Hannah… we need to talk."Her voice came, cold and controlled. "About what?"Taylor sighed and stepped into the room, closing the door behind him. "No lies this time. Just about the stuffs I told you the last time ."She looked away. "Why would I help you?""Because you’re the only one who can access the biometric node at KAIROS. The data there might explain what they did to you… and to the baby."Hannah’s breath caught slightly. The child."I’m not doing this for him," she said. "I’m doing this to protect my baby. That’s all."Taylor nodded. "Understood."Outside the room, Andrew waited, pacing. When Taylor came out, he tried once again to approach the door, but Taylor stopped him. "She agreed," he said. "But she’s not ready to see you."Andrew didn’t argue. He just stood there, fists clenched, expression unreadable.Later th
I Love My Child: Abortion Wasn't the Answer
Andrew stood alone in the corridor outside the med bay, his back to the wall, arms folded tightly across his chest.It had been three days since she’d thrown a glass at him. Since she’d screamed that she hated him.Since she’d looked at him like he was a stranger.He hadn’t gone back in. Dr. Yuen had kept him informed—quietly, professionally. The scans were coming in clean. The baby was fine. Hannah was recovering. Physically.Emotionally? That was a different story.Taylor passed him once, pausing with a hesitant glance. “She’s still not speaking to you?”Andrew didn’t answer, Taylor didn’t press. He just gave a short nod and disappeared down the hall.Inside the med bay, Hannah sat curled on the edge of the bed, knees to her chest, gaze locked on the blank wall across from her. Her hair was pulled into a messy bun. Her IV had long been removed, but the tape still clung to her wrist.She hadn’t spoken more than five words to anyone since that night. Only to Dr. Yuen, and only when sh
She Knows
She collapsed in his arms the moment the second attacker hit the floor, Andrew didn’t breathe.For a few seconds, her head was against his chest and her breathe was shallow. He knelt, cradling her gently, brushing damp strands of hair from her forehead with his fingers still red from the fight.“I’ve got you,” he whispered. “You’re alright now. I’m here. He scooped her up, and walked out through the front door, boots crunching glass behind him. By the time he reached the secure exit and loaded her into the black SUV waiting in the alley, his voice was steady again — but his hands trembled.“Drive,” he told the AI. “Take us to fallback safehouse: Pudong sector. Level-three lockdown."He clenched his jaw, teeth grinding silently and that meant one thing: Liu Wenjie had just signed his death certificate.The SUV pulled to a hard stop in front of the secured safehouse. The reinforced doors slid open.Taylor, Leon, and Frederick stood waiting under the pale light of dusk.They barely had
They Don't Take A Break
Hannah was bored of staying at home as she wrapped her scarf tighter as she stepped out of the glass tower, with sunglasses shielding her eyes. She needed fresh air. Space to think. And for once, just feel normal.She was only going down the street. She didn't have a destination..maybe she might go to the Pharmacy, or a tea shop or maybe just walk back. But something felt wrong the moment she crossed the first intersection. The wind hit harder than it should have. "Ahhhh?" She felt pain he her stomach as she clutched her belle hard.The nearest pharmacy was only six blocks a familiar spot she’d passed during her first two days here. The route cut through a narrow café-lined street where. She kept her head down, one hand in her coat pocket.By the time she stepped into the pharmacy, her vision had begun to blur at the edges.The woman at the counter greeted her with a familiar smile. “Morning, Ms. Hannah.”Hannah forced a smile. “Hi.” She handed over her prescription card.The woman
What Did They Do To My Baby?
They sat under high-spectrum scan light, connected through a double-isolated channel into Taylor’s offline decoding rig. Three plasma monitors flickered to life, feeding raw signal patterns into algorithmic scramblers.Taylor’s eyes narrowed as lines of corrupted metadata unraveled in bursts of red and white static.“This is deep-locked military encryption,” he muttered. “But not national. Private-sector stuff. Unregistered… compartmentalized black-tier development.”Andrew stood over his shoulder, arms crossed, jaw tight. “Keep going.”“I’m looking at this code,” Taylor muttered, “but it’s like... Some of this feels familiar. But I don’t remember decrypting it.”Andrew didn’t move.“You did,” he said.Taylor looked up.“Four days ago,” Andrew continued, eyes fixed on the screen. “You hacked into Liu’s restricted medical network. You found a file tagged Carrier 6B. You told me Hannah was already being scanned.”Taylor blinked. “I… said that?”Andrew nodded. “Then you forgot.”Taylor t
Interception
The van rolled quietly through the east industrial corridor of Shanghai, escorted by silence and low fog. Its windows were blacked out. Its GPS route was shielded by encrypted pings feeding directly into Liu Wenjie’s private surveillance channel.To everyone in the command chain, everything was proceeding exactly as it should.But Andrew had built the lie before the route even began.Two Hours Earlier...In a dimly lit garage beneath a fake shell company in Baoshan District, Taylor stood beside an identical replica of the auction van. Same model. Same make. Same tires, even matched wear on the sidewalls.Andrew stood across from him, zipping up a matte-black delivery suit that bore the same credentials as Liu’s logistics personnel.“Thermal sync patch is ready,” Taylor said, holding up a small node. “Once you’re inside the real van, press this against the core. It’ll copy the biometric read pattern in case they try to match it later.”Andrew pulled gloves tight, checked the scanner ri
Operation: Lot Forty Three
Andrew stepped out of the car without a word, coat collar turned up against the wind.The driver didn’t wait. The door shut, and the sedan rolled off without hesitation.He stood at the entrance of what looked like a derelict opera house—abandoned, forgotten, walls choked in vines. But beneath the flaking columns, two men in black suits stood with biometric scanners.He approached slowly. “Invite,” one barked in Mandarin.Andrew handed over a sealed card embossed with a gold crescent. Inside was a chip and nothing else.They scanned it. No names were exchanged.The door opened with a soft hydraulic hiss, and Andrew stepped into a new world.The auction hall was nothing like he expected.Carved deep into a retrofitted bomb shelter, the chamber resembled a museum merged with a theatre. Velvet seats, polished floors, and glass exhibits under halo lights surrounded the central podium.No one spoke loud enough to be heard.Above it all, a massive chandelier shaped like a spinal cord rotated
Experiment
Rain fell slowly, steady rain drops fell across Shanghai skyline, turning the penthouse windows into a blur of lights and water. Andrew stood frozen in the hallway, his hand still gripping the handle like it might anchor him to something steady. But nothing about him felt steady.He had seen not just her bare skin — the soft curve of her shoulder, the flash of skin above her waistband — but the shock in her eyes. The way her arm moved, instinctively covering herself. “You idiot...Damn it, she is still as sexy as ever" he whispered, pressing a palm to his forehead.He leaned against the wall, chest rising and falling faster than it should’ve."You shouldn’t have walked in. You should’ve knocked, called out—anything." He swallowed hard, running a hand down his face.“I’ve seen it all before,” he murmured, almost in defense of himself. “There’s nothing there I haven’t held. Nothing I haven’t kissed.” It was a weak excuse. But it gave him a thread to hold onto. They’d shared a past—eve
What's Going On?
Andrew jolted upright, gasping. His breath came in short, ragged bursts as he scanned the room—dim morning light filtering through gray curtains, the quiet hum of the air vents, and the soft weight of his coat folded on the chair.He was in his room. “But… how?”His eyes darted around, confused. The last thing he remembered was… the rooftop. Hannah. The conversation. And Taylor—Taylor was tracing the KAIROS list.He staggered out of bed, his bare feet brushing the cold floor, tension rippling through every muscle.Something was off.He murmured, “I don’t remember coming back.”He rubbed the side of his neck, checking for signs. No injection point. No bruising. Just a faint pressure behind his eyes, like something had been pressed into his mind and then hastily pulled back.His gaze landed on the phone lying face-down on the desk.He walked over slowly, picking it up.“What was the last thing I did?” he muttered.“Taylor…” The memory came back in pieces. “We were tracking access to Han
