Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities - Chapter 1097

Chapter 1097: Sister, Let’s Go Home

Editor: Henyee Translations

Feng Jue’s eyes were bloodshot as he ran toward the girl lying in the center of the light cone.

But just as he reached her, the blinding light extinguished in an instant.

The Mobius ring on Gu Yang’s finger went dark.

Feng Jue knelt beside her, holding her hand tightly. The light in his eyes faded bit by bit, drained away along with the dying glow of the light cone. His gaze was filled with shattered despair.

Gu Jin glanced at the UO signal detector on her wrist–the UO magnetic field signal had vanished.

A crushing pain gripped her chest, so intense she could barely breathe.

Once the light cone experiment was initiated, there was no turning back.

The nightmare from the past had returned, and her vision blurred with tears.

Xiao Yize stepped beside her, taking her trembling hand in his. He pulled her into his arms and whispered in a low, strained voice, “Everything will be okay.”

Feng Jue looked up, his eyes just as bloodshot.

His chest felt warm–it was Gu Jin’s tears.

Her voice trembled, low and filled with sorrow. “Yes.”

Nearby, Gu Ying, Cao Cuo, and Shen Ran clenched their fists tightly.

“Fck you! Fck you!”

Shen Ran, eyes blazing with rage, raised his fist and slammed it into the so-called space-time machine. He kept punching until the metal was dented and uneven, but it wasn’t enough to vent his fury. He turned on the others who had been riding the machine, kicking them to the ground and beating them mercilessly.

But no matter how hard he hit Ning Shen, Ryan, and the others, they didn’t react. They lay there like empty shells, soulless.

The light cone experiment had succeeded.

The realization suffocated him. The pain was so deep he wished he could end it all.

“Sister, you promised you wouldn’t leave me again…”

Feng Jue knelt by Gu Yang’s side, gripping her hand tightly, his eyes red and filled with tears.

He stood up, fists clenched, and charged at the conscious Utopia elders. Each punch landed with brutal force, leaving their faces swollen and bloodied.

He wanted to kill them, to unleash all his anger. But then he remembered–his sister had always followed the law.

His fists slowly unclenched. These people were guilty of heinous crimes, but their punishment would be left to the law.

Feng Jue gently lifted Gu Yang from the bed, cradling her in his arms. He leaned down, pressing his face softly against hers.

“Sister, let’s go home.”

“I’ll be waiting for you.”

“You promised you wouldn’t leave me again… please don’t lie to me.”

He carried her out of the lab, but he moved like a lifeless shell–a walking corpse in the biting cold of winter.

That same winter, Utopia–the notorious organization reviled by over 200 nations–was dismantled.

Chief Ryan Noble and the remaining nine elders were arrested and extradited to China’s international court for trial.

The elders who were conscious had already been tried and pleaded guilty.

The Sixth, Ninth, and Eleventh Elders were sentenced to death and executed on the spot.

The Makeup Artist, leveraging Utopia’s confidential information, secured a two-year reprieve. She only wanted one thing–to see that young man with the canine teeth and infectious smile again. Two years was the longest grace period she could get.

As for the unconscious leaders and elders, they remained in detention, awaiting interrogation.

With the help of Lord’s Organization, the Bass family crushed the Katie family, driving them into bankruptcy. By now, the Katie family had vanished from Big Apple City.

The laboratory, buried 30 meters beneath Katie Manor, was reduced to ruins–never to see the light of day again.

In the name of global peace, China took the lead in establishing a peacekeeping force. In just two months, they wiped out more than a thousand Utopia strongholds, rescuing tens of thousands of persecuted victims.