An act

The reason Molly chose a woman was simple—she definitely preferred women. Don't blame her; she just didn't like men.

After all, she was all about the girls, so let her be.

Back to the point, another reason Molly chose this particular woman was her eyes. They were bright, filled with hope, not dull and lifeless like those of people who had lost all hope and were just going through the motions of work.

Molly had also read about this woman in the information provided by the vampire traitor. The dossier didn't include much detail, just which orphanage she came from, how long she had worked at the research facility, what new things she had developed during that time, and how her work had benefited vampire society.

From the things she had invented, Molly could tell she was a smart, meticulous woman who deserved respect. However, Molly wasn't sure if this woman still stood with humanity.

But to be cautious, Molly observed her for three days. During that time, she even tested the woman. Molly slightly altered her appearance—she wasn't very skilled at it, but she could manage minor changes. After modifying her features, Molly also styled her hair into a medium length and donned a maid's uniform before approaching her target.

Through her observations, Molly learned that this woman was named Barbara. After knocking out Barbara's usual maid, Molly took her place to clean Barbara's room.

Barbara seemed to have a good relationship with her maid because she immediately asked, "Why has she been replaced?" She called out the maid's name, asking if something was wrong. Molly lied without a hint of hesitation, her icy demeanor fully on display.

"She's not feeling well, so I'm covering for her today." After saying this, Molly, while cleaning the room, deliberately stumbled and fell to the ground. Hearing the commotion, Barbara quickly came out of her study, only to see Molly looking pitiful.

Barbara was startled and rushed over, asking, "Are you okay?"

Molly began to sob softly, "I-I'm not feeling well either…" She intentionally revealed a bandage on her neck. Barbara's brow furrowed; something didn't seem right. She couldn't help but ask, "Did someone drink your blood?"

—Yes, just before leaving to reassure Adele, she had allowed her to drink a tiny bit. Really, just a little, and no more.

But she hadn't expected it to come in handy now. Still, she couldn't admit it right away; she needed a back-and-forth exchange before nodding in acknowledgment. Molly vehemently shook her head, "No, I wasn't bitten!" she insisted, though she continued to act weak.

Molly's voice trembled with tears, but if Barbara could see her face clearly, she'd notice not a single tear had fallen. After a few rounds of back and forth as Molly planned, the bandage on her neck "accidentally" fell off, revealing two bite marks.

It was confirmed—she had been bitten.

Barbara's anger was barely contained. She demanded, "Who was it? Who bit you? The research facility has strict rules against this; no vampire or low-level vampire is allowed to harm humans. I'll report this and have that vampire expelled!"

Molly grabbed Barbara's sleeve, still shaking her head, "It's useless. If you do that, I'll also be expelled afterward!"

Barbara couldn't hold back her anger any longer, "So you're just going to let them bully you like this?!"

Normally, at this point, Molly should fall silent, simply crying, while Barbara would feel a mix of sorrow and frustration. But the next moment, an unnervingly cold voice interrupted, "But all humans are treated this way."

"What are you willing to do for humanity?"

Barbara felt the grip on her sleeve loosen. She turned to see the maid standing gracefully to the side, her black hair falling to cover her neck. The maid's cold eyes were locked onto Barbara.

Barbara wasn't stupid; only smart people could survive in the research facility. She quickly realized that Molly wasn't just any maid. Swallowing nervously, she asked, "Who are you?"

"I doubt you've heard my name, but you've certainly heard of my title." Molly curtseyed slightly, holding the edges of her skirt, "The Human Resistance, codename Dawn, greets you."

The Human Resistance had been quiet these past few years, but they still launched attacks on vampire outposts during weapons tests, ensuring they weren't forgotten. Dawn Lady, because of her immense power, was ranked number one on the vampire's most-wanted list.

Barbara never imagined that the number one on the wanted list, Dawn Lady, would appear in her room. Yet her first reaction wasn't to report her but to warn, "You shouldn't be here! There's a magic stone surveillance system; someone will come to arrest you soon!"

"I know about the surveillance."

Molly wasn't an idiot. She was from the modern world, aware of the many uses of magic stones. The latest inventions were always shared with the thirteen families. Even Black Castle had recently installed surveillance systems, but it was useless. For Molly, finding blind spots in surveillance was child's play. If necessary, she could even use her threads to shift the camera angles.

She was confident, "If I couldn't notice something like that, I'd have been caught by the vampires long ago." There was no way her wanted posters would still be hanging in vampire banks if she had slipped up. Even the Hunter's Guild had a bounty out for her capture.

Molly occasionally visited the Hunter's Guild, and some foolhardy individuals really tried to claim the bounty. But the outcome was always the same—Molly would end up robbing them of their wallets.

The hunters were a group of live-for-today types, their pockets always emptier than their faces. There was hardly any money to be had. Molly often sneered at their meager offerings. Nowadays, Adele kept her well-fed, and aside from spending money on upgrading the Human Resistance's equipment and buying magic stones, Adele's biggest hobby was spoiling Molly. She even hired renowned chefs and bought various spices—something vampires had no use for.

With a full belly and daily affection from her lover, Molly's quality of life had skyrocketed. She no longer cared about the crumbs the hunters had to offer.

Molly did regret not telling Adele her true identity sooner. If she had, the burden of supporting the Human Resistance would have been lifted from her shoulders long ago. For someone who preferred to slack off, this was crucial.

But that was just wishful thinking. Molly couldn't bring herself to dump everything on Adele now.

Hearing Molly's words, Barbara calmed down a bit. She was smart, and after quickly considering the situation, she asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Molly raised a hand, holding up one finger, "First, become an informant for the Human Resistance. If the vampires make any moves, write me a letter. I'll arrange a safe drop-off point where you can leave the letters. I'll come by every full moon to collect them. Just drop them off a bit earlier, and don't use your usual handwriting. No one will suspect you."

This posed no risk to Barbara, and she still sided with humanity, so she agreed without hesitation.

Molly raised a second finger, "Second, I want you to tell me about the flaws in the current vampire social structure. I need to know how to strike a significant blow to the system."

Barbara agreed again; this wasn't a problem for her. She had spent her entire life studying these systems. If Molly wanted the information, she could compile the files and hand them over immediately.

Finally, Molly raised a third finger, "Third, I want to take a few people willing to contribute to the human cause. We have some things that require professional researchers to improve." The Human Resistance did have researchers, but they were mostly self-taught and lacked formal education or experience in independent research.

They had been working based on Molly's guidance, but the stability of their creations was questionable. Molly had to act as a live test subject, conducting countless experiments to ensure their weapons were functional. Despite her efforts, there were still many issues. If they had professional researchers, the situation would improve significantly.

Molly was the only one who could serve as a live test subject for firearms. In the hands of an ordinary person, the faulty weapons would have already caused countless deaths and injuries, even without vampire interference.

Molly was grateful for her superhuman abilities, which allowed her to survive these tests unscathed. The only downside was that the smoke from the exploding weapons was irritating, causing her to cough even after fanning it away.

Given the circumstances, professional researchers were essential. Molly also wanted to incorporate magic stones into their firearms to increase their power. Without experts, this would be impossible.

Faced with this request, Barbara hesitated. She wasn't sure if she should agree. The risk was a secondary concern; from their brief conversation, Molly could tell Barbara genuinely cared about humanity.

What troubled Barbara was figuring out who in the facility shared her views.

After some thought, Barbara answered, "I have a few people in mind, but this is an important decision. I'll need a few days to…" She needed time to persuade them.

Barbara didn't finish her sentence, but Molly understood and nodded in acknowledgment.

Molly really is a "green tea" master… (in the best way possible).