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Chapter 653 - 284: True Redemption

Not letting the cries filled with pent-up grief and humiliation escape.

Only the shoulders shook violently in silence.

This soundless scene of torture, like a key, opened the door in everyone’s hearts that had been sealed shut with despair and fear.

All the pent-up emotions found an outlet in that moment.

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei stood quietly, not interrupting, just watching silently.

Until the projection ended.

The screen fell into darkness, leaving only faint sobbing and heavy breathing in the room.

After a long time, emotions finally began to calm down a little.

Fang Qingyu turned off the projection, his gaze sweeping over everyone again, his voice a bit gentler than before: "I’ve already asked for the information, but more time is needed to investigate and confirm."

"Now, I want to ask you all, what are your plans moving forward?"

This question instantly plunged those who had just vented their emotions back into confusion.

The future?

Do they still have a future?

This experience, like a brand, could not be washed away.

Return to the original places?

How to face family, friends, former comrades?

The shadow of being betrayed by the organization, sold like goods, will forever loom over them.

In the silence, the first to break it was a woman who had been almost stripped bare in the ice cave, now wrapped in a large coat.

She raised her tear-stained face.

In those eyes, there was no longer fear.

Only a near-mad determination, staring intently at Fang Qingyu:

"Captain Fang... thank you for everything you’ve done for us... truly, thank you."

Her voice carried a sob, yet was exceptionally clear, "But I can’t forget. I can’t forget everything in that ice cave! Can’t forget the eyes of those beasts looking at me..."

Her voice suddenly rose, hoarse with resolve: "I want to take revenge myself! Captain Fang! I beg you to give me this chance! Even if it means death! As long as I die on the road to killing them, I’m willing!!"

Fang Qingyu looked into her eyes...

He didn’t answer immediately, just nodded slightly.

Then, a male Grandmaster with a fierce scar on his face, sitting silently in a corner, stood up.

He wasn’t tall, but his muscles were knotted, and his gaze was steady.

He didn’t look at the woman, but directly at Fang Qingyu:

"Captain Fang, I don’t need to forget this past. It’s etched in my bones, reminding me of how I survived."

He paused, looking around at his battered companions, "But I don’t want to live with just hatred. I want to do something... I don’t want to see people like us fall into the same Hell again! So, I hope to follow you! My combat ability is decent for my tier, being a hand is not a problem!"

His words seemed to ignite a spreading Starfire!

"Count me in!"

"Me too! Damn it, if I can’t get this off my chest, I won’t die in peace!"

"Captain Fang, take me along! I’m good at reconnaissance!"

"I’m good at defense, can be at the front!"

"I’m at Tier Two Peak too! I..."

One, two, three...

More and more people stood up, raising their hands.

Their voices, whether excited, low, or sobbing, were without exception, filled with determination.

The desire for revenge, the re-evaluation of self-worth, and the simple wish of "not wanting later generations to experience the same Hell."

Like three strands twisted into one rope.

It pulled them back from the edge of despair and gave them a new direction.

To Fang Qingyu’s surprise...

In just a few minutes, these dozens of victims all expressed their willingness to follow him.

No one chose to start a new life with a different identity.

Fang Qingyu looked at these faces, some young, some weathered, all filled with resolve, and for a moment, he was stunned.

He had expected some might want revenge, but hadn’t thought it would be everyone.

In the crowd, an older, sturdy-faced Grandmaster looked at Fang Qingyu’s somewhat dazed expression, showing a hint of an understanding smile, his voice seasoned with life’s vicissitudes.

"Captain Fang, an organization with such means, such courage, able to move and stockpile people without a trace at the Arctic Front... is definitely not small fry."

"Even with your strength, to overturn them would be as hard as reaching Heaven. Please, take us along!"

He looked around at his companions: "We, more than anyone else, are not afraid to die now!"

Fang Qingyu’s gaze slowly swept over each face, silent for a long time.

Finally, his tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Fang Qingyu nodded gently, his voice not loud, yet clearly reaching everyone’s ears:

"Okay."

Lin Yu let out a long breath.

Finally showing a relieved smile, she took out her phone: "Then... Captain Fang, shall we set up a group?"

"We can’t have dozens of us following you around every day. When you need us, just say a word in the group; we’ll reach you through fire and Hell in no time!"

Fang Qingyu also smiled, taking out his phone: "Okay."

Soon, a group chat named "Dawn" was established.

Group members: Fang Qingyu and dozens of newly reborn avengers.

They, at the moment of their rescue.

Had already changed to a new communication method with the help of Wei Banmeng.

"Now you can rest here at ease, adjust your conditions, and handle your affairs, but make sure to keep communication open."

Fang Qingyu put away his phone, looking at everyone.