Early the next morning, the sun crested the horizon, bathing the landscape in a golden hue. Ling Li, Shi Min, Mushu, Pharsa, Goldie, and Tod gathered their gear, the air heavy with anticipation and uncertainty as they set out on foot toward Camp Phoenix. The journey was long—ten miles of rugged terrain, winding paths, and dense underbrush—but they were determined. Each step brought them closer to the Camp, a place shrouded in mystery and danger.

As late afternoon approached, they reached a vantage point overlooking the Camp, its boundaries hazy against the backdrop of the setting sun. They made a collective decision to remain concealed, unwilling to throw themselves into the chaos that pulsated like a heartbeat below.

Goldie and Tod were tasked with lookout duty, their familiarity with the Campgrounds a key advantage. The two settled among the trees, eyes peeled for any signs of incoming personnel, able to navigate the terrain with instinctual ease that only years of experience could forge.

With the adrenaline coursing through their veins, Ling Li, Shi Min, Mushu, and Pharsa elevated themselves above the ground, grace personified as they soared to the treetops, the wind whistling through the leaves. From their perch high above, they surveyed Camp Phoenix with hawk-like vigilance.

The scene that unfolded before them was one of stark horror. The Camp, once a beacon of collaboration and strategy, was now teetering on the edge of chaos. Soldiers stumbled through the dirt paths, their faces blank and drained, as if they were marionettes cut from their strings. Some twitched violently, their bodies betraying them with intense seizures. In contrast, others dashed about in reckless abandon, lost in a frantic state. It was a far cry from the disciplined harmony that had once existed; now, they seemed to be caught in the grips of an unseen malevolence, oblivious to the once-familiar surroundings that had collapsed into disarray.

Ling Li felt a chill crawl up her spine, a whisper of danger that danced along her senses. Just as she was about to turn to her comrades and voice her growing concern, a sound broke the tense silence—a rustle from the foliage behind them. Her heart raced, and she instinctively tightened her grip on her weapon, ready for confrontation. Peering through the branches, she discerned a figure emerging from the shadows, clearly ascending through the ranks of cultivation.

"The person is at its sixth level of cultivation? Who can it be?" Ling Li murmured, her brow furrowing with intrigue. As the figure drew closer, the flicker of recognition dawned upon her.

The man pulled down his facemask, revealing his fatigued yet resolute features, his eyes reflecting the turmoil of the Camp. "Madam, it's Dane," he declared, breathless but firm.

Relief washed over Ling Li, albeit mingled with urgency. "You are now on your sixth level of cultivation. Congratulations," she said, her voice low, laced with both admiration and concern.

Dane nodded, his expression serious. "Madam, I have been waiting for you. It is very dangerous to talk here. Let's go to my cottage." His tone was both a plea and an order, urging them to follow him to safety.

Dane had been left in charge of Camp Phoenix by Mushu, a responsibility he bore with pride and dedication. His formidable prowess as a martial artist had not only benefited them during training but had also earned him the respect of his comrades. His cottage was a sanctuary tucked away five miles into the woods—an escape only known to his closest superiors and family. Having a personal place to stay was his privilege as the Camp Commander.

With urgency guiding their movements, they followed Dane deep into the woods, the shadows of the towering trees enveloping them as they moved further from the Camp's madness.

Upon reaching the cottage, they stepped inside, the comforting scent of wood and nature surrounding them. Dane gestured for them to sit as he retrieved a small camera from a weathered satchel.

"Tell us what is going on," Ling Li urged, her eyes steady and intent, ready to absorb whatever dark truths lay ahead.

With shakiness betraying his normally calm demeanor, Dane began recounting the harrowing events of the past few weeks.

"After my breakthrough, I usually leave my car here and fly to the Camp. Madam, I came back after two weeks of leave only to find the Camp had been completely taken over. The moment I landed, I saw chaos unfolding. My fellow officials—captured, tied up, and treated like playthings by these groups of men."

Dane displayed photos on his camera, images fraught with tension and desperation that echoed the horror he had witnessed. The gravity of his words hung heavy in the air.

"I went searching for you at your house and office, but all I could gather was that you were out of the country. The people here are unreliable; I didn't know who to trust, so I left no messages… Yet even in my absence, turmoil brewed within the Camp."

"And Dr. Erik?" Ling Li interrupted, her intuitive mind racing ahead. "You mentioned him earlier."

The mere mention of the man stoked a flicker of anger within Dane. "Yes. I heard him yelling, roaring like a wounded beast. Dr. Gao claimed to have received a letter of dismissal signed by you. Dr. Erick was insisting it was a lie, that you would never dismiss him so simply."

Ling Li's heart sank at the news. The Camp—their home—was spiraling into disarray under the influence of powerful adversaries. She exchanged worried glances with her comrades. Dark truths loomed like ominous clouds on the horizon, and they needed to act swiftly before the storm engulfed them all.

"What is this?!" Shi Min saw one of the pictures.

"Yes, Madam, I'm sorry I have failed to protect my soldiers." Dane kneeled in front of Ling Li. "My four officials and Dr. Erick are being used as experiments."

"Get up," Ling Li said.

Ling Li and the rest are scrutinizing pictures showing five men inside a life-size test tube floating in a liquid with their heads separated from their necks.

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