The Rovan Federation and the Eastern Dawn Federation had a long history of territorial disputes.

  Relations between the two nations were far from friendly.

  If Eastern Dawn wanted to send experts to retrieve Wendy Lewis, even the entry paperwork alone would take time.

  Until then, they could only wait for Yvonne Hart to recover enough strength to travel.

  Otherwise, with only Evan and Wendy—two Chrysalis?tier evolvers—their safety was far from guaranteed.

  Evan fully agreed with Wendy’s plan.

  “Sis, help me contact Eastern Dawn and arrange an identity for me,” Evan said.

  “My old identity is useless now. The Zhao family has probably already listed me as a wanted criminal.”

  Wendy nodded.

  “That’s easy enough.

  But think it through—I can only help you obtain an Eastern Dawn ID. From then on, you’ll officially be an Eastern Dawn citizen.”

  Her words carried a subtle implication. Evan caught it immediately.

  He smiled.

  “I’m an orphan. No parents, no roots.

  It doesn’t matter which nation I belong to.”

  Hearing that, both Wendy and Yvonne’s expressions softened.

  Evan added with a grin:

  “Besides, I only have you two left in this world.

  You’re both from Eastern Dawn—so of course I’m from Eastern Dawn too.”

  He understood Wendy’s intention to test and recruit him, and he responded with a half?joking acceptance of her olive branch.

  As a clone and a transmigrator, Evan had no sense of belonging to any nation.

  He simply needed a legal identity. Which country it came from didn’t matter.

  But now that he had powerful enemies, Eastern Dawn—even if weaker than the other nations—was still one of the six.

  And above them stood the Dominion Nation Linhua.

  Better to lean on a big tree than stand alone.

  And with Wendy and Yvonne as connections, joining Eastern Dawn meant starting from a higher position.

  Thus, Evan’s next goal became clear:

  Follow Wendy back to Eastern Dawn.

  Wendy smiled when she saw him agree.

  “Then tomorrow, come with me to look at apartments. Yvonne will need at least half a month to fully recover. Staying in a hotel every day isn’t convenient. We should rent a place.”

  “Alright.”

  When Evan left the room, Yvonne—still lying on the bed—turned to Wendy.

  “Dr. Lewis… do you believe what he said?”

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  “I do. But I’ll still verify it.”

  Wendy picked up her phone, opened her messaging app, and sent a request to a trusted contact:

  Check everything about Liam Zhao, son of Finance Minister Elias Zhao of the Muke Republic, and the details of Princess Zhu Zhi’s murder case.

  The case had caused a massive uproar recently. Information was easy to find.

  Soon, Wendy received a flood of photos and documents.

  She stared at the screen.

  The handsome, sunny teenager in the photos looked exactly like Evan. Not just similar—identical down to the smallest detail.

  Her brows furrowed.

  She didn’t believe two people could look so alike. Even identical twins wouldn’t be this perfect a match.

  Her first instinct was:

  Evan lied. He is Liam Zhao.

  But then she read Liam Zhao’s long list of misdeeds. The spoiled, depraved young master described in the reports simply didn’t match Evan at all.

  Evan was sharp, calm, decisive, and kind in his own way. Nothing like the monster in the reports.

  “Unless… he used a disguise skill.”

  Wendy muttered to herself.

  She knew of at least a dozen disguise?type skills that could completely change someone’s appearance.

  She continued reading the case files.

  Soon, she noticed something strange.

  The entire case was full of holes.

  The motive didn’t hold up. The timeline was suspicious. Liam Zhao “escaped” after the crime and wasn’t caught until half a month later—plenty of time for manipulation.

  And the strangest part—

  The day before the execution, two prisoners attempted to escape from Rock Prison and “killed” Liam Zhao.

  DNA confirmed the corpse was his, but Wendy felt something was wrong.

  She lacked key information, but the more she read, the more she felt Evan’s story might actually be true.

  Finally, she asked her contact about the Zhao family’s recent movements.

  The reply:

  The Zhao family had launched a massive crackdown in Blackrock City, searching every corner.

  Wendy exhaled softly.

  “That matches what he said. Looks like the Zhao family really is hunting him. Then he probably isn’t Liam Zhao.”

  Yvonne frowned.

  “Dr. Lewis, you’ve met countless geniuses—especially at Gu’an University. Why are you so invested in this boy?”

  Wendy smiled faintly.

  “Because among all the geniuses I’ve met… none of them surpass him.”

  Yvonne blinked.

  “Why do you say that?”

  Wendy explained:

  “First, he has a skill valuable enough for the Filthsoil Organization to covet. Their standards are extremely high.”

  “Second—do you remember he just entered Chrysalis?tier? The Undying Salamander extract was his first Chrysalis?tier extract.”

  “But when he fought Li Carter, I’m certain he used the Rock Scorpion’s Needle Strike—a Tier?2 beast skill.”

  Yvonne froze.

  She hadn’t noticed during the fight, but Wendy was an expert—she wouldn’t be mistaken.

  “So he absorbed the Rock Scorpion extract before evolving? Before Chrysalis?tier?”

  “No,” Wendy said. “He really is newly advanced. My Evolution Eye doesn’t lie.”

  “He absorbed the Tier?2 extract while still a normal human.”

  Yvonne’s eyes widened.

  “That’s impossible! No un?evolved human can withstand the pressure of a higher?tier extract!”

  Wendy shook her head with a soft laugh.

  “That’s why I said—among all the geniuses I’ve met, none surpass him.”

  “There have been rare cases of geniuses absorbing above their tier—but only at Chrysalis or Breaker?tier.”

  “He is the first in history to do it at the mortal level.”

  Yvonne fell silent, stunned.

  “A mortal body shouldn’t survive that. How did he manage it?”

  Wendy smiled.

  “That’s exactly why he’s extraordinary.”

  “Blue Star has only been in the Evolution Era for a thousand years. It’s normal for things to happen that we can’t explain yet.”

  Yvonne finally nodded.

  “In that case… he’s worth recruiting.”

  She sighed.

  “Eastern Dawn hasn’t produced a new Saint?tier in seventy years. We’re relying on the old generation. The younger generation is full of hardworking talents—but they’re too safe, too obedient, too rigid.”

  “They follow their teachers’ paths step by step. They lack the spark, the boldness, the madness that creates legends.”

  “Most of them, like me, stop at Butterfly?tier.”

  Her voice softened.

  “What Eastern Dawn lacks… is someone who can astonish an entire era.”

  She looked toward the door Evan had left through.

  “I hope his arrival can stir some waves in this stagnant pool.”

  An olive branch can be a new home—or the first link in a chain. Evan’s choice to join Eastern Dawn buys time and allies, but it also places him on a map. Extraordinary people attract extraordinary trouble.

  If you were Evan, would you accept Eastern Dawn’s protection and risk being used — or stay anonymous and risk being hunted?