That same day~
Sigh.
Okay. Status update.
After I successfully catfished half the organization into sprinting toward the coastline like idiots chasing mermaids, Mr. Xian abandons his precious research midway and marches off with the SHT squad. Priorities, right?
Which means—
My turn
I slide into his lab like I pay rent here.
I take over his workstation, crack my knuckles mentally, and start working fast. Data gets nudged. Numbers get politely rearranged. Conclusions take a sharp left turn into wrong-ville.
Then the fun part.
I plant Xian's blood exactly where it needs to be.
Not obvious.
Not sloppy.
Just enough to make future-him go, "Huh?" at 3 a.m.
After that?
Seven researchers.
Seven blood samples.
Yes, yes, I know. Sounds villainous.
Relax. I'm doing it slowly. Carefully. Like a responsible menace.
By the time I'm done, the lab looks untouched.
Clean.
Peaceful.
I step back, hands on hips, admiring my work.
Slowly slowly, Yunhua.
