Rebirth with a Space to Counterattack and Abuse the Scumbag

The black-robed elder's words exploded in my mind like a thunderclap, leaving me dizzy and disoriented.

Is space a cage?

Is inheritance the key?

What exactly does that mean?

A chill ran from my feet to the top of my head. I felt as if I were in endless darkness, with nothing around me except the eerie smile of the black-robed elder.

"Qing'er..." Lin's voice trembled slightly as he held my hand tightly, the warm touch bringing me back to my senses.

I turned to look at him; his deep eyes were filled with worry, yet also with determination.

I know that now is not the time to panic; we must calm down and deal with the crisis at hand.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my shock. I looked around and saw that the gray-robed messengers had already been defeated by my and Rin's attack and were lying on the ground groaning. But the black-robed elder's words were like a thorn, deeply embedded in my heart, which I could not ignore.

"Rin, let's go!" I took his hand and walked towards the black stone tablet.

I could feel a powerful force drawing me in, like a beacon in the darkness, guiding me forward.

I can sense that this power has some subtle connection with my space; perhaps, the "truth" the black-robed elder spoke of is hidden there.

I am torn between whether or not I should reveal the truth about the space and its heritage to the public.

I worry that this will cause even greater panic, since ordinary people would probably find it hard to accept such a supernatural thing.

However, I also feel that the public has the right to know, and they should know that the world is not as simple as it appears to them.

I bit my lip tightly, my heart filled with conflict.

Rin sensed my hesitation. He squeezed my hand slightly tighter, without saying a word, but his actions told me that he would support all my decisions.

I looked at the stone tablet in front of me; its surface was smooth and cold, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

I reached out and gently touched the surface of the stone tablet. A cold sensation came from my fingertips, as if it were a thousand-year-old ice, and instantly spread throughout my body.

Just then, I felt the spatial energy within my body suddenly become restless, rampaging through my meridians like wild horses.

At the same time, a powerful force surged from the stone tablet, resonating with my spatial power and forming a powerful energy vortex within my body.

I felt as if my body was being torn apart, and the intense pain made me let out a muffled groan.

Just when I felt I couldn't take it anymore, I heard Lin's voice in my ear: "Qing'er, don't be afraid, I'm here with you."

I gritted my teeth, enduring the pain, and concentrated my energy, guiding the power within my body to slowly merge with the power on the stone tablet.

Just as the power reached its peak, the black color on the stone tablet suddenly faded, revealing a strange pattern.

“Rin, look…” I pointed to the pattern on the stone tablet, but before I could finish speaking, everything went black, and I lost control of my body, collapsing into Rin’s arms…

As my consciousness gradually returned, I felt as if I were floating on clouds, light and airy, yet my body was extremely tired.

Lin's deep voice reached her ears, tinged with a barely perceptible tension, "Qing'er, you're awake?"

I opened my eyes and saw his handsome face, his eyes full of concern.

He carefully helped me sit up, and the solid stone wall behind me gave me a sense of security.

"I...I'm fine." My throat was a little dry and hoarse, and my voice sounded very weak.

"You just fainted, don't talk, rest for a bit." Rin's fingertips gently stroked my forehead, the cool touch relieving my headache a little.

It was then that I noticed the surrounding environment had changed; it was no longer a dimly lit underground space, but a spacious, abandoned factory.

"How did we get here?" I looked around. The dilapidated walls were covered in dust, and the air was filled with a musty smell.

"I brought you out here; it's safer here," Rin explained simply, then took out a first-aid kit from the side and skillfully began bandaging the wound on my arm.

His movements were very gentle, as if he were handling a precious treasure. Looking at his earnest profile, a warm feeling welled up in my heart, dispelling the fatigue in my body.

"We were so grateful for the power of the inheritance; otherwise, we probably would have had a hard time escaping." I couldn't help but marvel at how powerful that force was.

"Yes, my men have already taken down that stronghold." Rin didn't even look up, her tone indifferent, as if she had only done something insignificant.

I was stunned for a moment, then realized that he was probably referring to the strongholds of those ancient forces that had previously plotted to smear me.

"So fast?" I was somewhat surprised; the efficiency was simply astonishing.

"They deserve to pay the price." Rin's tone was icy, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. Those who dared to touch me should be prepared to bear all the consequences.

"Public opinion is turning around regarding your reputation; their petty actions won't affect you."

I looked at him; his gaze was firm yet gentle. He was always like this, silently doing everything for me without asking for anything in return, only hoping that I could be happy.

While feeling touched, I also felt a sense of peace.

I suddenly felt a surge of happiness. It's so wonderful to have such a man by my side.

"Thank you, Rin," I said sincerely, as any words seemed inadequate at that moment.

He looked up, a faint smile playing on his lips, his eyes filled with tenderness. "Silly girl, there's no need for thanks between us." He carefully tied the last knot for me, then stood up and helped me up.

“Let’s leave here first and go back to the company. Your employees have been a bit uneasy lately.”

I nodded, knowing that Rin was right. Those people wouldn't let it go, and I had to get back to the company as soon as possible to stabilize the situation.

We had just reached the door when Rin's phone rang. He glanced at it, and his eyes instantly sharpened.

"I'll take a call first."

He walked to the side, lowered his voice and said a few words, then hung up the phone, turned to me and said, "You go back first, I'll be right there."

Watching his departing figure, a sense of unease welled up inside me.

I have a feeling that something bad is going to happen.

As soon as I stepped into the company gate, an unusual sense of tension filled the air.

The usually bustling office area was eerily quiet at this moment, as if an invisible pressure was lingering in the air.

My heart sank. I knew Rin's premonition was right; those people wouldn't give up easily after all.

I quickened my pace and headed straight for the core office area.

Just as they turned the corner, they saw several men in gray clothes holding several key employees of the company hostage, including Sister Li.

They held gleaming daggers to the employees' necks, while the surrounding security personnel, armed with batons, dared not make a move; the atmosphere was tense and fraught with danger.

"What do you want to do!" I shouted sharply, without pausing my steps.

The men in gray turned to look at me, their eyes filled with resentment and contempt.

The gray-clad messenger at the head—I remember him, he was the same guy who appeared in the underground space that day. He let out a low, hoarse laugh, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, sending chills down my spine.

"Mr. Miao, you've finally shown up. I thought you'd be a coward." His voice was mocking. "Come with us obediently, and we might go easy on your employees. Otherwise..." He lightly slashed one of the employees' faces with his dagger, leaving a small bloodstain. "Hmph, you should know what I'm capable of."

Looking at their ferocious faces, I felt a burning rage within me.

They actually dared to threaten me with my people!

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

A head-on confrontation would only cause greater harm to those innocent employees.

I can't let these people get away with this!

I quietly mobilized the spatial power within my body, and under their gaze, my figure began to gradually blur. In an instant, more than a dozen identical "me"s appeared throughout the office area.

The phantoms had different expressions: some sneered, some glared angrily, and some remained calm as still water.

They spread out and surrounded the man in gray.

"What... what the hell is this?" The gray-robed messenger was clearly stunned by the sight before him. His eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief and fear, and the dagger in his hand trembled slightly.

He began frantically brandishing the dagger, trying to figure out which one was the real me.

However, my phantoms were like ghosts, elusive and unpredictable, making it impossible for him to make a move.

Watching the gray-clad messenger frantically thrashing about in the illusion, a cold smile curled at the corner of my lips. It must feel terrible to be completely fooled like this.

With a gentle wave of my hand, all the phantoms simultaneously emitted a low, guttural laugh. The sounds merged together, like a demonic murmur from hell, sending chills down one's spine.

I could feel the gray-robed messenger trembling slightly, and the fear in his eyes spread like wild grass.

Great, this is exactly the effect I wanted.

"We...retreat!" The gray-robed messenger realized something was wrong and finally had the idea of ​​retreating. He hurriedly called to his men, wanting to escape this place that filled him with fear.

Just as they turned to run away, I felt a sharp pain in my chest.

A strange force instantly swallowed my consciousness.

When I woke up again, I found myself lying on a soft bed, and the room was filled with a faint medicinal fragrance.

Rin sat on the edge of the bed, holding my hand, her expression tired but with a hint of relief.

"You're awake." His voice was deep and gentle, like a spring breeze caressing my heart.

"What happened?" I struggled to sit up, still feeling weak.

“You were unconscious for three days.” Rin supported me, her voice tinged with lingering fear. “The power of the inheritance was too great; your body couldn’t withstand it in time.”

I rubbed my temples, trying to recall what happened before I lost consciousness.

Those men in gray clothes took employees hostage...

Oh, and the power of inheritance!

I suddenly remembered the strange power I felt before I lost consciousness; it was strong and violent, as if it wanted to devour me.

"The power of inheritance within me..."

“It’s stable now.” Rin seemed to see my worry. “While you were unconscious, it calmed down on its own and perfectly merged with your spatial power.”

Only then did I feel relieved.

The combined power made me feel stronger than ever before.

I clenched my fist, feeling the surging power within me, and an indescribable sense of confidence welled up within me.

"Where is the Black-Robed Elder?" I suddenly remembered that treacherous old man.

"He escaped." — Rin

I nodded, but I wasn't completely off guard.

The black-robed elder is cunning and treacherous; he certainly won't give up easily after this defeat.

Over the next few days, I focused on recuperating while also keeping an eye on the situation outside.

As Rin said, the Black Robe Elder's power was severely damaged, and many superhumans began to question his authority, with some even publicly stating that they wanted to leave his organization.

Rin and I became the object of everyone's praise, and were hailed as heroes in the world of superpowered individuals.

All of this makes me feel gratified and satisfied.

I have finally done something meaningful for myself, for my family, and for the world.

However, the good times did not last long.

One day, I was handling company affairs when Sister Li suddenly rushed in looking flustered.

"President Miao, something terrible has happened!" she said breathlessly, "Outside...there's all the talk outside..."

"What are you spreading?" A sense of foreboding rose in my heart.

Sister Li took a deep breath, her face pale, and said, "Everyone is saying... that your spatial and inherited power... will bring disaster..."