2025-12-10 04:23:32Zane spent the next twelve hours in the silent, cold expanse of Warehouse 7, which he had immediately designated the Sanctuary. His first action wasn't to search for treasure, but for weakness. He used the remaining charge in the silver Scion pistol to melt the central lock on the rear access door and used debris to build a series of rudimentary pressure-sensitive alarms around the perimeter.
His body was a map of dull, searing pain. The rapid cycling of his Temporal Shift (Lv. 1) and the surge from the disabled Channeling Unit had left him vulnerable. He collapsed onto a salvaged pallet, letting the System run its urgent diagnostic.
[Host: Zane (Ares)]
[Core Power: 55% (Stabilized).]
[Recovery Status: Critical. Hostile energy residue detected (Scion tech).]
[Mandate: Immediate Detoxification and Physical Conditioning Required to Handle Future Power Surges.]
The System was clear: his mortal shell was too brittle. If he hit 90% power again, the shell would fracture, releasing the God of War and destroying Zane's consciousness.
I need a training regimen designed for a god in a mortal body, Zane mused, using his Divine Code (Lv. 1) to begin interfacing with the Scion Channeling Unit they had left behind.
The unit was now inert, but the residual data was priceless. He downloaded the Scions’ energy logs, their tactical manifests, and the detailed schematics of the Mark of the Serpent Amplifier. This was a direct line into the enemy's operational plans.
The Traitor’s Gilded Cage
The most crucial piece of data he extracted was a brief, coded reference to the Containment Key.
The logs confirmed the System's earlier warning: Liya Chen was the anchor. Her unique, stable life-force energy acted as a biological stabilizer for the ancient seal placed upon Zane. The Scions didn't want to kill her—they wanted to extract her and use her energy to power a permanent, unbreakable prison for him.
Zane activated Basic Surveillance (Lv. 1), focusing its energy signature on Liya’s apartment in the Chen family’s residence. He didn't see the room; he saw the energy field around her—a humming, faint white light that pulsed with her steady heartbeat. She was a silent, unwitting powerhouse.
He observed her through the low-level security cameras he’d set up during his time as the Son-in-Law. She was working on her laptop, meticulously preparing for tomorrow’s Student Council events, completely unaware that she was a cosmic battery.
Little to no romance, he reminded himself. His interest was purely strategic. He felt no affection, only a cold, professional determination to protect his only means of existence. If she were a valuable artifact, he would guard her with the same ruthlessness.
He realized the irony: he had to fight a war to protect his jailer, using the resources of the family that despised him.
Subservience and Acquisition
Zane briefly broke his seclusion to address the fallout of his campus intervention. He called Mr. Chen's newly assigned private line—a phone number that had been delivered to his West Wing office with a respectful, if terrified, note.
"Zane," Mr. Chen's voice crackled, devoid of its usual bluster. "The Zhangs were ruined. Their stocks dropped 40% today. Liya's reputation is untouchable. You... you did what you promised."
"I delivered, Mr. Chen. Now, you deliver," Zane stated, his voice flat. He wasn't asking; he was commanding. "I require three things: full administrative access to the university's research labs, a security team that answers only to me, and the permanent closure of my old utility room."
Mr. Chen, utterly bewildered but compliant, agreed instantly. The worthless Son-in-Law was now the family's shadowy, feared protector.
"And one more thing," Zane added. "Tell your daughter, Liya, that I am working on a very difficult project for the family and must not be disturbed for the next three days. She is to stay inside her residence at all times."
"Why?"
"Because she is the most valuable asset you own, and the threats against her are far beyond your comprehension," Zane said, hanging up before Mr. Chen could reply.
The Enemy's Missing Piece
Back in the Sanctuary, Zane finished translating the Scion tactical manifests. The data confirmed that Vara was the regional Overseer, reporting to a higher command known only as the Obsidian Hand.
More importantly, the manifest revealed the Scions' immediate objective:
The Scions' operation was not fully destabilized by Zane's intervention. They had lost the local Channeling Unit, but they still needed a vital component for their larger operation—a high-density energy source known as the Void Fragment.
[Target Identified: Void Fragment.]
[Status: Currently secured in the vault beneath the city’s Historical Museum.]
[Scion Plan: Acquisition via brute force extraction, scheduled in 48 hours.]
Zane's eyes narrowed. The Void Fragment was a mythological artifact—a compressed core of chaotic energy that could power the Scions' ultimate containment device, or, if Zane could claim it, act as a massive, instantaneous power boost for his own Core Power.
If Vara and the remaining Scions seized it, they could complete their ultimate weapon and end his containment—and his life—within days. If he secured it, his power would surge far beyond the current, restricted 55%.
[New Primary Mission Generated: Void Fragment Acquisition.]
[Objective: Secure the Void Fragment from the Historical Museum vault before Scion forces. Reward: Core Power Surge (High Confidence).]
Zane rose from the pallet, the aches in his mortal body forgotten. His new base was secured, his resources were flowing, and his enemy’s plan was exposed. He had 48 hours to execute a high-stakes, black-ops heist beneath the city’s most secure mortal location.
He accessed the System's training manual. "System. Prepare a physical and mental conditioning regimen for a 48-hour period, optimizing mortal endurance for a 100% Core Power surge."
The System replied instantly, its digital voice cold and absolute. [Protocol Initiated. Beginning Training Cycle Alpha. First Exercise: 1000 Burpees in the next 60 minutes.]
Zane smirked, pulling his combat jacket tighter. The Son-in-Law was finally ready to stop reacting and start ruling.
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Chapter 85
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Chapter 84
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Chapter 83
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Chapter 82
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