No one expected that just two hours ago, the latest test results came out. Looking at the result, he could hardly believe it and almost collapsed on the spot. But the room was full of his people, and with Dyson gone, he already felt half-broken. He couldn't let them see him fall apart now. He took the test report back to his room and didn't let anyone disturb him. He stared at it for a long time. The results were better than last time, when he got hit with a late-stage cancer diagnosis right away. But ... it was still cancer. "After getting a second chance at life, am I going to die alone again? "I always thought I was reborn because I had a purpose and a mission. But... I got cancer even earlier than last time. Sigh..." Crow started questioning everything. He sat by the window for a long time before making a huge decision: disband Obsidian Fang. Crow looked toward Building A and muttered to himself, "If I sign up with the government, will they cover my treatment?" He planned to talk to Francis and Nathaniel. His ability was still useful, after all. The army had come to him a few times, wanting him to use his powers to predict future events. They also offered generous compensation in return. But the army was sneaky. They never agreed to anything. They kept saying Summer would treat him someday in the future. Maybe they were worried Summer wouldn't be able to cure Crow. Or maybe the army already knew his need for treatment was his weak spot. And his organization was a threat to them, so of course those old foxes wouldn't agree. "After living two lives, I finally get it. Fighting for power is pointless. I'm old. I'm done with scheming. Maybe living peacefully and dying of old age should be my goal in this life. Obsidian Fang... I screwed it up again." Crow let out a long sigh.He decided to go talk to Francis tomorrow. ... Meanwhile, after leaving the shelter, Caroline headed south. Jet scouted ahead for her, and since it was the hottest time of day, no one was outside. So she didn't run into any danger. But the closer she got to the southern area, the worse the smell got. It was that same rotting stench from when the great heat first hit. Most places in Hornvale no longer smelled like this. The authorities had already cleaned up the trash and streets. But here... Jet came flapping back at full speed, yelling at Caroline as he flew. "Human! There are tons of mutant flies up ahead! They're almost as big as me! Run! They're catching up!" Jet was flying so fast it looked like his tail was on fire. He reached Caroline, pointed one wing toward the direction he came from, then pointed to two other directions—basically, everywhere except the way Caroline had just come from. "Human, mutant flies are coming from three directions! They look like they eat meat! They'll be here in about a minute. We gotta go. The path ahead is way too dirty to walk through." Caroline frowned. What's going on? Haroldson seriously dropped the ball. What she didn't know was that Haroldson had no idea this area had gotten this bad! Originally, Nathaniel and Luxvale had an agreement: this whole area was supposed to be cleaned by Luxvale's people. But Luxvale felt the supplies here weren't theirs—the division of resources happened earlier, before the clean-up plan was made—so now they felt it was unfair to clean for nothing. But Nathaniel only gave them this area to clean because he traded it for another one! Hornvale finished their side ages ago, but Luxvale still hadn't touched this place. They were just being unreasonable. Nathaniel's side was busy building the base, so they hadn't noticed this issue. Once they did, there'd be drama for sure. Shortly after Jet finished speaking, the sound of wings flapping came from a distance. It was a huge swarm of mutant flies. "Running is not an option. Since we're here, let's just burn them all. It'll be good material for upgrading the city walls," Caroline said to Raven and Jet.