Rebirth with a Space to Counterattack and Abuse the Scumbag

My confident smile was reflected in the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, but the next second, the smile froze.

That force surged again, even more violently than before, like a trapped wild beast roaring and raging within my body.

I gritted my teeth and tried desperately to suppress it, but I felt that it might break free from my control at any moment.

Damn it, why now...

I forced myself to remain calm and turned around, managing a weak smile at Gong Lin: "I'm fine, just feeling a little unwell, I'll head back to the company first." Without waiting for his reply, I practically fled.

I stumbled back to my office, and before I could even catch my breath, I heard Chen Lixin complaining loudly outside: "What's wrong with President Miao? He's always running off, neglecting company matters! If this project falls through, who's going to take responsibility?"

Anger instantly ignited my already tense nerves.

I flung the door open and glared at him: "What do you mean?"

"I..." Chen Lixin was startled by my imposing manner, but quickly retorted, "I'm just telling the truth! As the company's leader, how can you..."

"Enough!" I interrupted him, suppressing the surging power within me. "My affairs are none of your business!"

The air in the office seemed to freeze, filled with a tense atmosphere.

I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down.

No, I can't go on like this anymore.

I must find a way to control my superpowers, and not be consumed by the new power they constantly generate, otherwise...

I turned around, grabbed my coat, and strode out of the office, leaving only a cold sentence echoing in the air: "Notify Liu Deyu to come to the supernatural ability research lab and wait for me immediately."

I was surrounded by cold, metallic instruments that emitted a faint blue light, like a scene from a science fiction movie. But I felt no awe from the technology, only boundless pressure and fear.

Sweat trickled down my forehead, dripping onto the control panel and spreading out in a wet patch.

I tried to activate my superpower again and again, feeling that power rampaging through my body like a wild horse, galloping uncontrollably.

“President Miao… how about we take a break?” Liu Deyu’s voice trembled slightly. I turned to look at him; he was standing timidly in the corner, his face pale.

I understand that he can't help, and he's scared too.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and tried again.

The room was eerily quiet, with only the low hum of the equipment, like a lullaby, which only made me more agitated.

I felt like I was trapped in a sealed container, the air was getting thinner and thinner, and it was getting harder and harder to breathe.

Failure, yet another failure.

I slumped helplessly into my chair, staring at the flashing red alert on the screen, my heart filled with despair.

Am I really unable to control it?

Am I going to be swallowed up by this power?

Meanwhile, on the other side, Shen Hao, the thief in the black trench coat, was cautiously sneaking through the company corridor.

He moved silently through the shadows like a ghost, avoiding all the surveillance cameras and patrolling security guards.

A hint of smugness lingered on his face, as if he could already see the dawn of victory.

Finally, he arrived at the door of the vault for trade secrets.

He took out a set of sophisticated tools and began to operate them skillfully.

With a soft click, the door opened.

Shen Hao curled his lips into a cold smile and stepped inside.

However, when he saw the scene inside the warehouse, the smile on his face instantly froze.

The warehouse was empty except for a note stuck to the wall that read: Do you think I'm that stupid?

Shen Hao ripped the paper off and crumpled it into a ball.

Damn!

He was played!

This woman had actually anticipated his arrival!

A strong sense of frustration welled up inside him, and he slammed his fist against the wall with a dull thud.

He was unwilling to accept it!

When I opened my eyes again, I felt my body was numb.

My powers were still out of control, but strangely, I felt a sense of calm.

Perhaps I should try a different approach...

I stood up, walked to the control panel, and pressed a red button.

“Prepare to begin the final test,” I said into the microphone, my voice calm and even.

The cold metal pressed against my skin, sending a chill through me.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm my wildly beating heart.

Failure after failure has pushed me to the brink of collapse.

At that moment, a warm embrace enveloped me, and the familiar, refreshing scent instantly soothed my anxious emotions.

"Are you alright?" Gong Lin's voice was deep and gentle, like a warm current slowly flowing into my heart.

I leaned against him, feeling his strong heartbeat, and my tense nerves gradually relaxed.

The cold instruments and flashing lights around us seemed to soften.

I shook my head gently and said softly, "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."

Tiredness is not just physical, but also mental.

The loss of control over superpowers, and the crisis facing the company with these powers out of control, felt like a mountain pressing down on me, making it hard to breathe.

"Don't worry, everything will be alright." Gong Lin gently stroked my hair, his words seemed to have a magical power, gradually giving me a bit of strength back.

I looked up into his deep eyes, and a warm feeling welled up inside me.

"Mmm." I responded softly, drawing strength from his embrace.

However, the company's situation is not optimistic.

Rumors spread rapidly within the company like a virus.

"I've heard that President Miao has been acting very mysteriously lately. Is there something wrong with the company?"

"I heard she's been away from the office a lot lately. Is she hiding something?"

"Is it going to go bankrupt?"

These whispers stung my eardrums like needles.

I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in my office, looking down at the busy employees, and felt a sense of powerlessness.

They are my partners, and I don't want them to worry, but I don't know how to explain it.

I took a deep breath and tried to keep myself calm.

I must find a solution; I cannot let my company, my life's work, be destroyed.

I turned around, walked to my desk, picked up the phone, and dialed Chen Lixin's number.

"Notify all department managers that an emergency meeting will be held in ten minutes." My tone was firm and decisive, leaving no room for argument.

After hanging up the phone, I walked to the mirror, looked at my slightly pale face, took a deep breath, and forced myself to put on a confident smile.

No matter what, I will persevere.

Suddenly, I felt that power within me begin to stir again, and a surge of heat rose from my dantian and quickly spread throughout my body.

I quickly closed my eyes and tried to control the force.

Just then, I seemed to...

I've grasped something...

Sweat soaked through my clothes, clinging to my skin and bringing a chill.

I feel like my body is a taut string, ready to snap at any moment.

Just when I was about to give up, suddenly, I felt that violent power within me seemed to...

There was a pause.

It's like a wild horse that has broken free of its reins, suddenly being blocked by an invisible barrier while galloping wildly.

It was still howling and struggling, but it could not move forward an inch.

A thought struck me: Could this be... the key to controlling it?

I held my breath and carefully guided that force, directing it along a specific trajectory.

At first, it was somewhat disobedient and rampaged, but gradually, it seemed to sense my intention and began to become docile.

I felt a warm current rise from my dantian and slowly flow to my limbs and bones. The originally violent power was now like a gentle stream, flowing quietly through my body.

I opened my eyes, and the surrounding instruments had stopped flashing and returned to calm.

The room was quiet, with only the sound of my own breathing clearly audible.

I did it! I actually controlled it!

An indescribable joy welled up inside me, and I couldn't help but want to burst into laughter.

I feel as if I see hope, I see the future.

Just then, my gaze inadvertently swept across the surveillance screen, which showed the corridor outside my office.

A familiar figure appeared in the frame—my secretary, Zhang Siqi.

She furtively looked around, and only after making sure no one was nearby did she take one out of her bag...

A miniature camera?

What is she doing?

A sense of doubt arose in my mind, and I stared intently at the image on the screen.

She carefully installed the camera in an inconspicuous corner and then quickly left.

Why do I need to install cameras in my office?

A sense of unease crept into my heart. Zhang Siqi...something's wrong with her!

I got up and walked to the door, gently opening it a crack and peering through the gap at Zhang Siqi's back.

She didn't seem to notice me and hurried toward the elevator.

Just as she was about to enter the elevator, she suddenly stopped, turned around and looked...

My office!

Her eyes were cold and unfamiliar, completely different from her usual self.

I quickly slipped back into my office, my heart pounding.

"Zhang Siqi..." I murmured softly, "Who...are you?"