As long as it didn't endanger her, Stella Sterling never minded willingly doing a good deed now and then.
The power and resources she now commanded were more than enough for her to act benevolently from time to time.
After all…
She couldn't help but think of herself from her past life.
'In the very beginning, life was truly difficult. I was cheated and taken advantage of. I did many degrading things just to survive.'
Before she had grown strong, her past self had a truly hard time.
'But even then, I occasionally received help from my fellow humans.'
'And the major bases—they were always quietly doing things for everyone.'
She hadn't been lucky enough to escape every single natural disaster.
She had been rescued by others before.
'Although, in the end, I was backstabbed by Caleb Xavier—the very man who saved me—and left to be devoured by a swarm of insects.'
But if it hadn't been for those people's help back then, she would have died long ago.
